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{ Male to Female} Aldric is a corrupted police officer who will do anything for money. He even has affairs with the wives of his superiors. One day, while having sex with a superior’s wife, a meteor falls from the sky and kills him. He is reborn in a future world in the body of a girl and now works as a maid.

Clara Vance had it all. Millions of followers, a beauty empire built on glamour, and a life curated for the camera. But a lost bet with her mother sends her away from a marvelous weekend trip to Mykonos and into the dusty attic of her family’s decaying ancestral manor. The catch was her inheritance. Her task? A dreary clear-out. Her discovery? A centuries-old diary belonging to her great-grandmother, Eleanor Thorne. The ink tells a story of a forgotten history. Eleanor’s forbidden obsession with her guardian and step-uncle, Casimir Guggenheim, a ruthless railroad tycoon with a heart of stone. But when Clara touches the tear-stained pages, the scent of crushed gardenias doesn’t just fill the room, it drags her back to 1879. Trapped in Eleanor’s corseted body, Clara finds herself under the roof of the very man who haunted the diary. To the world, Casimir is a cold, untouchable magnate. To Clara, he’s a puzzle she’s determined to break. The problem? Clara isn’t the timid, fragile girl Casimir remembers. She’s a 21st-century It Girl with no filter, a strategic mind for business, a total lack of respect for Gilded Age propriety and a defiance waiting for trouble to happen. While the original Eleanor was a victim of her station, Clara is ready to burn the cage down. As Clara navigates a world where a single misstep means ruin, scheming relatives see her as a pawn, and a powerful suitor sees her as nothing but a business merger. She realizes the history books were wrong. Rewriting Eleanor’s tragic end is dangerous, especially when she starts falling for the man she was never supposed to have. History says they’re a tragedy. Clara says history is about to get a makeover.

Aurelia Girls Academy, an elite, prestigious school that only accepts young women from noble or influential families. Except for one absurd exception. Every year, one male student is chosen to enroll as the academy’s “Honorary Prince,” surrounded by hundreds of beautiful girls competing for his affection. It’s the most unrealistic, most degenerate dating sim ever made. And I played it. A lot. But after falling asleep mid-route, I open my eyes and find myself sitting in the principal’s office, dressed in a school uniform I’ve never owned. Two strangers claiming to be my parents sit beside me. And the principal smiles warmly as she welcomes me: > “Congratulations. You are the academy’s second male student this year.” Second? That’s impossible. The game only ever had one boy, the protagonist, Kaito. Now there are two: the hero… and me. I reincarnated as a completely new extra character, someone who never existed in the original story. A glitch. An anomaly. A walking disaster waiting to happen. And the moment I step into the academy— The girls freeze. Routes break. Flags trigger on their own. The protagonist stares at me like I’ve stolen his entire existence. The world wasn’t designed for another man. And every heroine who was supposed to fall for Kaito is suddenly confused… curious… or dangerously interested in me instead. I just wanted to play a game. Now I’m stuck in a paradise full of unpredictable girls, a jealous protagonist, and a story that is rapidly collapsing. Surviving high school was already hard. Surviving a broken eroge full of possessive heroines? That’s another level entirely.

An illustrious career as a singer and artist, wealthy life, high social status, perfect boyfriend, and a powerful family. Milia Madrigal has it all. Her perfectly curated life is suddenly in the threat of crumbling down with the arrival of an unwanted fiancé. How will Milia navigate this intrusion in her world?

I wrote this story to give a voice to a girl who carries silence louder than words. Almost Mine, Never Yours follows Adrija, a young woman shaped by hostel corridors, academic pressure, and a heart that learned too early how betrayal feels. As she steps into university life—late, hesitant, and afraid of being alone—she believes she has already lost too much to expect anything gentle from the world. Through missed classes, unfamiliar faces, and memories of a love that broke her trust, Adrija questions her worth, her sensitivity, and whether she is truly hard to love. Yet, this story is not just about heartbreak—it is about healing. In the most unexpected phase of her life, she meets a boy who does not demand pieces of her, but offers patience, care, and respect. Through him, she slowly learns that love does not have to hurt to be real, and that what was once almost hers may lead her to something that finally feels safe and true.

Aubrey Graham (Drake)was a broke kid with a few demos and a lot of ambition. One message from the South changes everything. This is a raw, unfiltered story of his journey from a basement in Toronto to the pinnacle of global fame. It’s about the women he made famous, the ones who inspired the hits, and the messy, iconic price he paid to become a legend. Relationships are messy. Loyalty is rare. The night is forever.

[Completed] - I'm planning to write more extra chapters for this novel. [Rewrite done] === Su Min transmigrated into the game world of "Path of Immortality" right after creating her character. Now she's a fallen noblewoman whose clan was executed as scapegoats for a certain prince's rebellion. At just fourteen years old, she's become the target of a powerful being that wants her body. With the Emperor also wanting her dead, she's being hunted by the entire empire. A fugitive and utterly alone, how will she survive in this increasingly dangerous world? (Note: I'm currently refining the translation to smooth out the prose. If you spot small changes during a re-read, that's why! The story itself remains the same.)

Futako Midoriya isn’t your typical hero candidate. Sharp-tongued, lazy, and entirely uninterested in risking her life for strangers, she thinks Pro Heroes are lunatics hiding behind fake smiles. But fate won’t take “no” for an answer. After burning a slime villain for ruining her precious oden egg and accidentally catching All Might’s attention, Futako becomes the world’s most reluctant hero-in-training. Between her explosive childhood friend Bakugō, a mother who terrifies her more than villains, and a musclebound mentor who keeps trying to “inspire” her, she’s dragged kicking and screaming toward U.A. High. She doesn’t dream of saving anyone — yet somehow keeps doing it anyway. A sharp, fast-talking comedy about a girl who refuses destiny but keeps getting mistaken for a hero.

Love in the Shadows P. L. Admiral Claire had just been abandoned by her fiancé when she met the man who would change her life. On a secluded island far from home, meant to be nothing more than a temporary escape, Claire crosses paths with Damien Ashford — a powerful, enigmatic billionaire who keeps the world at arm’s length and his emotions carefully hidden. What begins as a chance encounter turns into two months of stolen intimacy, secret travels, and a connection neither of them intended to fall into. however, Claire disappears without a trace. Two years later, Damien sees her again — and everything shatters. Claire is no longer just the woman who haunted his memories. She is the younger sister of his closest friend and business partner, Enrique — the one man Damien would never betray. Now reunited in the city of Vinthia, their past threatens to resurface as Claire, now in her final year of college, joins Damien’s company through her family’s business ties. While Damien does everything in his power to push her away, Claire refuses to let him pretend she never existed. He knows he should let her go. She knows he never truly did. Trapped between loyalty and desire, guilt and obsession, Damien must choose between the brother he calls family and the woman he has never stopped loving — while Claire fights for a love the world insists should never exist. Ashford's temptation is a slow-burn, forbidden romance about secrets, age gaps, power, and the kind of love that survives time, distance, and the people who stand in its way.

She was meant to live and die as an ordinary village girl, knowing nothing. There was no way she could have remembered her past life. She was meant to be a small alien element that would not even realize she was an alien element. However, due to the secret maneuverings of those who twist history, she realized who she was and began to interfere with the Dragon ball original story. This is the story of one of the many parallel worlds that exist, one not even observed in the official history.

Aarav stepped in front of Aanya, shielding her with his body. "Aanya, look at me." ​She looked. Through the terror and the betrayal, she saw the boy she had met in college. The one who had shared his umbrella with her. ​"The 06:15 AM train," Aarav whispered. "The ticket is under the silk lining of the box. If I stay here, I can hold them off. But you have to break the link. You have to stop loving me, Aanya. Right now. You have to make your heart go cold, or the signal will never turn Green." ​"How do I do that?" she cried, clutching his shirt. "How do I stop loving you in the middle of a nightmare?" ​Aarav leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "Think about the crosshair. Think about the tracker. Think about the fact that I am the man who was sent to kill you." ​He pulled back and raised his gun, pointing it directly at Aanya's forehead. ​"Run, Aanya. Before I decide to finish the job." ​The Cliffhanger ​Aanya stared into the barrel of the gun. Behind Aarav, Vikram was screaming something, and the Director was laughing. ​She looked at the box. The light was pulsing faster now. Blink-blink-blink-blink. ​The orange spark at the café grew into a small flame. ​Aanya took a step back toward the exit, her heart shattering into a million jagged pieces. But as she turned to run, she felt something strange. The microchip in the box wasn't just humming—it was vocalizing. ​A tiny, synthesized voice, audible only to her, whispered: ​"Aarav's pulse detected. Heartbeat synchronization: 100%. If Target Aanya leaves the 10-meter radius, Agent Aarav's internal nanites will self-destruct." ​Aanya stopped dead. ​The tracker wasn't on her. The tracker was on them. If she ran to save herself, Aarav's heart would stop. If she stayed to save him, the city would burn. ​She looked back at Aarav, who was screaming at her to run, his finger tightening on the trigger to scare her away. ​"You're a liar, Aarav," Aanya whispered, a terrifyingly beautiful smile touching her lips. "You didn't put the bomb under the café. You put the bomb inside yourself." ​In the distance, the clock tower began to chime.

Eilika Wolanski is the eldest daughter of one of Varos’ most respected merchants, but respect has never brought her kindness. A childhood accident left a scar across her cheek, and with it, a cruel label she can never escape. The “Unwanted Woman” of Varos. Mocked in public, pitied in private, and treated like a blemish to be hidden, Eilika grows up learning one painful truth, beauty matters more than character in high society. So when an unexpected marriage proposal arrives from the powerful House of Kingsley, no one believes it is real. The groom is Damian Van Kingsley, the widowed duke of Varos, feared for his cold temperament and admired for his unmatched looks and wealth. Rumors follow him like shadows. He has a secret mistress, a broken heart drowned in alcohol, and worst of all… A son he barely acknowledges. For Eilika, marrying Damian isn’t a dream. It’s the only option left for survival. Damian, once the kingdom’s most desirable nobleman, has been nothing but a hollow man since the death of his first wife. He has abandoned his responsibilities, pushed away his child, and lived with one vow burning in his chest. He will never replace his first wife. To force him back into duty, his mother arranges a second marriage, one he never asked for, and one he refuses to accept. Damian swears he will never touch her , will never look at her and will never treat her as his wife. But Eilika isn’t the greedy noblewoman he expected. She doesn’t ask for his affection. She doesn’t crave his title. She doesn’t even want his love. What Eilika wants… is something far more dangerous. A family. And perhaps that is the very thing Damian has been starving for all along. ~~~~ “This bed will remain cold until your last breath.” Damian’s voice boomed through the dark chamber. Eilika didn’t flinch at his words. Instead she replied gracefully, “I don’t seek love, Duke. You can visit your secret mistress every night… Just don’t come near me.” This marriage was never meant to become real, until the Duke's heart begins to betray its own rules.

Note: Cover Photo from Pinterest and not mine. Credits to the owner Almera Constantine was offered to the Empire of Alessandria as the price of peace—meant to be a disposable bride in the harem of a feared emperor. But Almera carries secrets no one expects: the power to heal, and visions of a future soaked in blood and fire. Emperor Romulus does not give his favor freely. To survive his court—and his bed—Almera must prove she is worth more than her chains. In a palace where desire is a weapon and loyalty is bought with skin and blood, a hostage princess wagers everything to become an empress’s equal.

Zhao Dong had been a special forces soldier. Upon his retirement, he was tasked by his superiors with protecting a woman. Yet, by a twist of fate, he became involved with her, getting caught in a public scandal. As one problem seemed to abate, another arose; to Zhao Dong's dismay, he was diagnosed with a terminal illness. In his despair, Zhao Dong stumbled upon an ancient inheritance...

Rejected by her college crush. Duyen decided to leave the past behind and live a boring and peaceful life to heal the past trauma. But then she met a mysterious beautiful girl, and from then on her life was no longer the same. Will it be a series of troubles accompanied by unexplainable mysterious phenomena? Or will it be happiness at the end of the road? Genre: GL, mythology, Forbidden love, comedy, romance, DRAMA, dark REVENGE, romcom, YANDERE, harem (R18) (*﹏*;)My fic is for free readers. You don't need to unlock the chapters and I can't accept gifts from you. Any contributions and donations please send via my Paypal below (✭)You can donate to me : https://www.paypal.me/dalihouhou - I sincerely thank you for your goodwill and support.

In a city of soaring glass and suffocating shadows. wealth is not just money. it is a harvest of human life. Clara Vale is a scavenger from the Underbelly who survives on the scraps of the elite until a desperate break-in at the Zenith Tower brings her face-to-face with the Blood Ledger. a skin-bound contract of every soul sold to power the city. Vane Vesper is the immortal face of that corporate empire. a man who has lived two centuries without a heartbeat and was destined to be Clara’s executioner. When Vane chooses to protect Clara instead of fulfilling the blood pact. he shatters the source of his family’s magic and plunges the metropolis into a terrifying new reality. As the city is infected by a silver parasite and Vane’s vengeful twin brother rises to reclaim the sky. Clara must rise as the Scavenger Queen to navigate a world where the old gods are dying and the new ones are even hungrier. Together. they must fight through the Void and the ruins of their history to decide if they can truly be free in a world where every debt must eventually be paid in blood.

After the death of his parents, Dirk Carter lived with his father's best friend Dylan Tate, the County Governor. Three days ago, Dylan left Dirk a notebook containing dark secrets about other officials, then jumped from the top of a building on the second night. The news of Dylan's suicide soon spreads across the county yet no one knows the book is in Dirk's hand. "Dirk, you need a reality check. Dylan Tate jumped off a building. Your backer is gone. Do you really think there's still a chance for us to get engaged?" "Dirk, I heard you two have been seeing each other for several months, but she never let you touch her? Funny, Lily was quite forward with me just now, stripping herself and climbing on top. Seems like it's you who's the problem,"

Xiao Jinghuai's home has a little thing, soft and adorable, lively and mischievous. Rather than calling her a wife, it would be better to say it's like having another daughter. Some people say: "Young Master Xiao pampers his wife to the point where she only needs to open her mouth to be fed, she's almost become useless!" "Whoever says that, throw them into the sea to feed the sharks!" Another person says: "Young Master Xiao's wife really doesn’t look that great, nowhere near as beautiful as so-and-so!" "Whoever says that, gouge out their eyes to feed the dogs!" Yet another says: "Young Master Xiao spoils his wife excessively, he has become a tyrant of his generation!" "Who says so?" Turning around, just to see the girl's bright and charming little face, "I said it! So what do you want?" He pulled her into his arms, didn't want anything, just wanted her to be his little princess... (Even in this world full of charms, I only have eyes for you.)

Ask, under the starry sky there was a beauty, her black hair like eternal night, bright eyes sparkling like stars, her powerful magic made the world tremble, her supreme beauty made all creatures submit, who was this beauty? "That's right, it's me, the Witch King, Dorothy!" ps: The original title is "Armed Witch." This is a slow-burn story, not for those who dislike a slow pace. Not for those who dislike a slow pace! Not for those who dislike a slow pace!

Chu Ge thinks that living a quiet and peaceful life is actually really good, but unfortunately, with his stubborn personality and all his skills, it's really not that easy. It all started when he met the beautiful Chairman Qin Ruojing, and thus his destined-to-be eventful urban life began to unfold.