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From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible, drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive, I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro, the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva, is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny, one disastrous choice at a time.

"Sophia, help me achieve my grand design for the Empire; and within a year, I shall make you the premier lady of the realm." "If vengeance requires the burning of a soul, then let the fire start from the Imperial Throne." Sophia Stuart was once the empire’s most pathetic laughingstock. As the exiled daughter of the North, she knelt upon every cobblestone of the Capital in the pouring rain, pleading for a hollow engagement and the scraps of her family’s affection. In return, she received only her father’s cold indifference, a vial of poison from her fiancé, the Second Prince, and the agonizing screams of the Stuart house being slaughtered.When the guillotine’s blade finally fell, Sophia didn't wake up in heaven. She opened her eyes in a chilling void, greeted by a mechanical, freezing voice echoing in her mind:"Extreme hatred detected. Vengeance System initialized. Cost: Your Vitality."Reborn at the ultimate turning point of her fate, Sophia is no longer the fragile girl craving love. She has signed a pact with a devil, trading her remaining lifespan for the power to dismantle an empire. This time, she shears her long, encumbering hair, dons blood-stained tactical boots, and personally shreds the marriage contract that once led to her death."I don't need your love. I want you to tremble at the very breath of winter."This is a high-stakes gamble against time. Every calculation burns away her days; every victory shortens her countdown to the grave. But before the clock strikes zero, she will drag the Second Prince into the abyss, pile the heads of traitors into a staircase to the throne, and force the empire that once looked down on the North to crawl at her feet.On this blood-soaked path of retribution, the legendary and ruthless Archduke Klaus—a man who toys with power as if it were a lethal instrument—becomes her only accomplice in this macabre dance.When the Villainess stops looking back, the world shall shudder at her awakening.

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

In the neon-lit heart of Shanghai, Lin Chen is the ultimate joke—the forsaken live-in son-in-law of the prestigious Su family. For three years, he has swallowed insults, scrubbed floors, and watched his beautiful wife, Su Wanqing, treat him like air while arrogant young masters circle her like sharks. But Lin Chen hides a secret that could topple empires: he is the last survivor of the legendary Shadow Yin Clan, his bloodline sealed after a bloody betrayal. When a deadly plot threatens the Su family and forces him to unleash a sliver of his forbidden power, the masks fall. The trash becomes untouchable. The forsaken rises to sovereign. As hidden cultivation families, ancient sects, and billionaire overlords with dark arts emerge from the shadows, Lin Chen carves his path through face-slaps, betrayals, and escalating wars. Will he protect the wife who once scorned him, or will vengeance and destiny consume the city that rejected him?

Please note: The synopsis is inadequate, so please read the main text! Jiang Luoxue, a special agent from the 23rd century, was stunningly beautiful with impeccable marksmanship and outstanding medical and poison skills. While returning from a mission, she encountered a plane crash and transmigrated into the neglected legitimate daughter of a Minister's household in the Yunqi Dynasty. Upon arrival, she was drugged with a potent aphrodisiac and pursued by bandits. After a desperate fight to eliminate them, she fell off a cliff, believing she was going to die. Fortunately, she had a fortuitous encounter at the bottom of the cliff. Heh! Since she didn't die, it was time for others to face misfortune. She cursed her heartless father, beat her hypocritically kind and venomous stepmother, spanked the stepsister who stole her fiancé, emptied the family’s storerooms, and then ruined their reputations, ensuring they got a lifetime tour of prison. Ye Xuanchen, the Great General of the Yunqi Dynasty, was exceedingly handsome and skilled in martial arts. While fighting the enemy, he was ambushed and poisoned with the Fiery Charm Toxin. Every mid-month, his meridians would become turbulent, causing him intense pain. As someone who avoided women, he had to soak in the Ice Pool to alleviate his suffering. On this day, at the height of his internal struggle, facing a woman who fell from the sky, he mistook her for a spy sent by the enemy nation. The moment Jiang Luoxue saw the naked man in the water:

[Warning R18+ Mature Content] In her previous life, Aria was the devoted fiancée of Lucas, the golden boy of the entertainment industry. She gave him her resources, her fame, and her heart, only to be betrayed. He cheated on her with her "innocent" stepsister, Bella, stole her inheritance, and left her to die in a cold mental hospital. When Aria opens her eyes again, she is back in the hotel room on the night she was drugged and ruined. But this time, she doesn't run into the trap. Instead, she stumbles into the forbidden penthouse suite—and into the arms of Damien, the terrifying tycoon and Lucas's uncle who holds the entire city in his grasp. He is dangerous, ruthless, and plagued by a violent, agonizing nerve disorder that drives him to the brink of madness. No doctor can cure him... except Aria. Seeing a chance for the ultimate revenge, Aria suppresses her fear and presses her thumb against the lethal pressure point on his neck. "Mr. Damien, I can stop the pain. In exchange… marry me." From rejected fiancée to the untouchable "Little Aunt," Aria uses her new status and medical mastery to crush her enemies in the showbiz world, all while managing a contract marriage that is quickly becoming dangerously real. *** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

Lukas was forced out of high school before he could undergo the Awakening Process. His dreams of starting a new life by becoming an Awakened were shattered. Becoming an Awakened with supernatural powers meant being bestowed with riches and all the resources needed to fight off the invading hordes of demonic beasts. Lukas received the Slaughter System instead. With every kill, he was able to grow stronger and gain new abilities. And he began his journey facing danger and challenges. [Ding!] [Congratulations on Host’s first slaughter.] [Current Slaughter Points: 1/500] [Host Level: 1] [Please Select New Ability] Soon, he was able to fight off demonic beasts invading and move up the ranks.

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

Armed with a sharp mind, a soldier’s discipline, and a psychologist’s uncanny insight, she refuses to play the role of the kingdom’s laughingstock. Her sudden transformation sends shockwaves through the palace… and catches the attention of the most dangerous man… What begins as a desperate attempt to survive court politics becomes a tangled web of affection, rivalry, and desire. She only wants her freedom—but the men around her seem determined to win her heart, her mind, or her power. And in a world where a single misstep can topple empires, Tang Ke Xin must decide whether to rewrite her fate… or let these royal wolves fight for a place at her side. A story of rebirth, intrigue, and unexpected romance, where a once‑simple girl becomes the most captivating woman in the empire—and every royal gentleman wants to claim her.

On my third wedding anniversary, my husband poisoned me. As I lay dying on the cold restaurant floor, I watched him smile beside my step-sister his mistress since before our wedding day. My marriage was a lie. My love was a tool. And my death was carefully planned. I thought dying would finally set me free. Instead, I woke up three years in the past one week before I married the man who killed me. This time, I won’t be the obedient wife who walks blindly into her own grave. I’ll cancel the wedding. Expose their betrayal. And marry the one man my ex-fiancé fears the most. Adrian Blackwood. The Devil CEO. A ruthless billionaire with no mercy for his enemies. I walked into his office with a deal: “Marry me. Help me destroy Ethan Cole and I’ll give you everything you need to take him down.” I expected a cold contract marriage. What I didn’t expect… was the way he looked at me like I already belonged to him. “You’re under my protection now, Sophia,” he said calmly. “And I never let go of what’s mine.” Revenge was supposed to be simple. Love was never part of the plan. But falling for the Devil may be far more dangerous than the man who murdered me. Because Adrian Blackwood doesn’t play games. And once he chooses something he keeps it. Forever. In my first life, I died for love. In this life, I’ll make them all pay.

In a world where magic is everything, sixteen-year-old Caelum Thorne awakens a power thought extinct for three hundred years: void magic—the ability to erase existence itself. Cast out by his noble family for appearing "Unawakened," Caelum discovers his rare and dangerous affinity corrupts those who wield it, slowly consuming their identity until nothing remains. Given only two years before the void destroys him completely, he must master his power while fighting in a desperate war against Solarius the Devastator, a tyrant whose forces of undead warriors threaten to reduce all civilization to ash.

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

In the year 2047, Earth is dying. Mana rot devours the oceans, cities sink into black sludge, and humanity clings to survival like rats in a collapsing cage. Kael Eze is nobody. A Level 1 Scavenger. A corpse hauler. A man who drags the dead for scraps while the world ends around him. Then the sky rips open. A cold, mechanical voice echoes in every surviving soul: [Final Calibration Complete] [Earth: UNSALVAGEABLE] [Sovereign Selection Protocol — Activated] [1 candidate chosen out of 8.4 billion…] Kael is selected. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. As the lowest possible thing: a Sovereign Candidate with 0.0001% authority. Thrown into the Infinite Staircase — the Throne of Ashes — where death is permanent, mercy is myth, and the first floor alone is rated ×7 difficulty. He awakens as an infant in a crib of blackened ribs. A six-winged nightmare calls him “little calamity” and laughs as ash-eaters scent fresh sovereign flesh. But something broken inside Kael wakes up too. [Hidden Trait: Soul Devouring Gluttony (EX)] Devour anything. Become anything. Regret nothing. From the weakest newborn king at the bottom of infinity, Kael begins a ruthless climb. He consumes gods, steals bloodlines, devours worlds, and carves his name into the fabric of broken realities. Betrayed by fate, hunted by ancient horrors, cursed by the very throne he claims — he doesn’t seek redemption. He seeks dominion. Because if the universe decided he was trash… then he’ll become the monster that devours the trash-heap entire. Weakest start. Highest stakes. No mercy. No limits. Only ashes… and the sovereign who rises from them. Will the last candidate become the Last Sovereign — or just another forgotten name in the void? Tags: Dark Fantasy, System, Weak-to-Strong, Ruthless MC, Anti-Hero, Multiple Worlds, Face-Slapping, Ancient Bloodlines, Betrayal, Overpowered Growth, Apocalyptic, No Harem (yet?), Soul-Devouring, Throne Conquest Drop a heart if you’re ready for Kael to eat the multiverse one bite at a time.

"Chu Zhaoyang, what are you doing unbuttoning?" Gu Nian stepped back. Chu Zhaoyang unbuttoned the last button of his shirt, "Sleep." "But it's daytime now, hey... weren't you going to sleep? Let me go first..." To outsiders, everyone thought that Master Chu was cold and face-paralyzed as if he didn't have any expression, but they didn't know that he was kidnapped when he was young and had nightmares every night. It wasn't until he met Gu Nian, that he suddenly felt that sleeping was quite enjoyable... He knew that there was someone living in her heart, and even if that person would never come back, all he had to do was to drive that person away and change the tenant in her heart. However, the person who should have been dead came back..... He said pitifully, "Gu Nian, I seem to be homeless." But Gu Nian pointed at his heart: "When you moved in, I signed a lifetime residence agreement with you." He laughed. .................................................... Hi guys, This time I'll try to translate one of my favorite novel that I've been a fan of. Since I can't find the novel in Webnovel, I thought about giving it a try to translate it. And, I would love to let you all enjoy this novel. Plus, if you know that this series is from the seven gentleman series. You may know that this novel is the third book before the story of Han Zuoli, The Long-awaited Mr Han

Lin Mu unexpectedly transmigrated to the Douluo Continent and awakened his Metal Martial Soul. After ten years of hard cultivation, he reached Level 46, becoming a Soul Ancestor. It was then that he accidentally bumped into Tang San, who was preparing to enroll in the Nouding Academy. At that precise moment, the Golden Finger he had been waiting sixteen years for finally arrived. It was a very simple interface: [Main Quest: Accept Tang San as your disciple and reshape his worldview. The greater the contrast, the richer the reward. Completion: 0%.] Under Lin Mu's tutelage, Tang San gradually became "wickedly righteous" and began to unlock other Armor Summoning Devices. - Years later, Tang Hao was preparing to reunite with Tang San, only to find that his son's personality had undergone a complete transformation. Tang San: "Since you already left, why did you come back?" Tang Hao: "Little San, I will always be your father." Tang San: "I only have a Master and a mother. I do not have a father." Xiao Wu: "Brother, do Soul Beasts deserve to die?" Tang San: "A Soul Beast is a Soul Beast, nothing more!" When the Main Quest was finally completed, Lin Mu received the ultimate reward, the Shura Armor. What surprised him even more was that the moment he laid his hands on it, the Shura Armor evolved into the Hellface Shura. (Key Themes: Humiliating Yu Xiaogang, Dismantling Shrek Academy, and causing Tang Hao and Tang San to turn against each other.) This is a translation. Raw: 斗罗：弟子唐三，正的发邪 Author: 异界端木将军 UPDATES: Starting from Volume 2, it will be 2-3 chapters a day.

[Torture Tang San] + [Funny] + [Relax] + [All Collected] Ye Yin woke up and saw he transmigrated to Douluo. Just when he thought he has to suck up to that bastard, his system arrived. From that day the sarcastic god of Douluo rose. “Tang San, such dedication to your father! Oh, I almost forgot - I have some leftover food here that I was saving for the dogs, but you seem like you could use a meal.” “Xiao Wu, spicy rabbits are really tasty, want to try?” “Yu Xiaogang, you said there are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters. What’s your situation?” Ye Yin traveled through the Douluo Continent to obtain the resentment value system. As long as he makes people feel resentful, he can become stronger. I thought Ye Yin was sinister enough, but I didn’t know that his spirit skills were even more sinister.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

They stole his future and crippled his body. Now, he’ll rewrite the history in blood. Damon was on the verge of greatness, first in line to claim Bloodreign, the legendary artifact said to grant unmatched power in Earth Online, the world’s first fully immersive VR game. But his best friend betrayed him, stealing the item, and leaving Damon broken, crippled and nearly deleted. Kicked from the guild, mocked by the community, and trapped in a weak, crippled body, he was forgotten until his last desperate attempt somehow brought him back in time to the day when it all began. Now Damon was back and he knew what he was going after. A hidden lineage. A cursed class. A bloodline sealed since the dawn of the multiverse. Last time he played fair. Last time he trusted. This time he would hunt and devour. With years of knowledge of every exploit, every secret quest, every bugged mechanic, he will climb straight to the top. Armed with the blood of the first Vampire King, he was an apex predator now who stood at the very top. However, unbeknownst to him, a catastrophe lurks in the shadows. Damon finds out that the game itself might not be as simple as it seemed and the entire future of the humanity might depend on this game.

On top of the mountain, a twenty-five-year-old man stood alone. The wind howled around him, carrying away the warmth of the world. Above him stretched the endless heavens—vast, silent, and indifferent. He lifted his head, eyes bloodshot, and laughed softly. "So this is Heaven’s judgment…" His voice trembled, yet every word was soaked in hatred. "From the moment I was born, you branded me as a mistake. You took my talent, my future, my very right to stand among others—and still you expect me to bow?" His fists clenched as tears slid down his face. "They say fate is unchangeable. They say Heaven is absolute. But if Heaven truly governs all things, then my existence is its greatest flaw." He raised his gaze toward the clouds, as if staring straight into the eyes of destiny. "I will not beg. I will not kneel. If the path is blocked, I will carve it open. If the sky stands in my way, I will tear it apart." A bitter smile curved his lips. "One day, when I stand at the peak of all realms, you will understand—the mistake was never me." The mountain remained silent. Only a mortal heart, burning against eternity.

He was the King of Kings—until the Author rewrote him. Noah ruled worlds, shaped laws, and commanded reality itself… until a penstroke stripped him of everything. Banished to the Abyss—a realm where authority is borrowed and divinity is mocked—he’s forced to start again from zero. But Noah doesn’t kneel. He hunts. With a chaos-born princess at his side and rebellion in his blood, he’ll tear through puppet monarchs, unravel the threads of fate, and claw his way back to the top. The narrative may bind others— But he remembers being the one who wrote it. This time, the story obeys him. And when the final page turns, even the Author will bleed.

Let’s be frank: my stepmother is human trash. She has always been, and she’ll always be. That’s just how life is. But I’ve got to admit that she’s outdoing herself today. ‘Cause, darn, she’s just told me, first thing in the goddamn morning, that I’m to be wed in a few hours’ time for the prosperity of the clan. That has the merit to be crystal clear, at least. Alright, sure. Fine. I can live with an arranged marriage. It’s not the worst thing she’s done. What’s not fine, though, is my spouse’s gender, age, and species. I want to make three points clear: 1. I’m not into men. 2. I’m not into older people. 3. I’m not into other species. Guess what? It appears my future partner is everything listed above. Male, old enough to be my ancestor, and a demon! ...Is it too late to run away? Asking for a friend. ______________________________ Doesn’t-give-a-fuck-anymore human x pampering older demon [BL] ______________________________ Free of copyright picture used for the bookcover by Leonhard_Niederwimmer