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"Honesty and politics don’t belong in the same sentence," they say. Celine Yue, a kind-hearted social worker, stepped into politics to help more people. But what she didn’t know… was that her own party would be the one to end her life. After her death, she wakes up in another world as Cyrina Vaeloria, the Elf Princess—right on the day of her arranged marriage to Lucian Aetherion, the cold, mysterious Human Prince and strongest mage alive. A political union to keep two powerful races from tearing each other apart. But this so-called alliance is just a mask. She despises the way other races are trampled beneath noble boots. Cyrina refuses to be a pretty puppet. She dreams of building a new kingdom—where races aren’t divided by power, bloodlines, or magic. To do that, she’ll need power of her own. And lucky her... she just married the most dangerous man in existence. With sharp wit and stubborn grace, Cyrina slowly bends her cold husband to her will— She toys with the ruthless Archmage, tames the untamable… and drags him into a revolution wrapped in royal silk. After all, if you marry the strongest mage alive… you might as well make him yours. ***** excerpt~ Lucian’s voice is like a blade, low and sharp. “Do you even understand what you said in the royal assembly?” Cyrina lifts her chin, unbothered. “I understand perfectly. I said I’ll build a new kingdom—where every race can live together.” His eyes darken. “You don’t know what you’ve sparked. That speech—” he steps closer, “—could ignite a war. You’re underground now, Cyrina. Buried beneath politics you don’t even see coming.” She spins on her heel and waves dismissively. “Ugh. Kaelen Blackthorn, your master is giving me a migraine. Get me out of this castle before I set it on fire.” Kaelen gives a slow, exaggerated bow. “As you wish, my lady.” He takes her hand like the perfect gentleman and leads her toward the door— But Lucian’s voice booms behind them. “Kaelen. Don’t forget who your master is.” Kaelen pauses. Glances back. “I remember, my lord. But as per your standing order… I obey only my lady’s command.” A smirk tugs at his mouth. “Even if it means going against you.” **** Per Golden Ticket = 2 extra chapters

After burning out, Xinling gives up archery - the only thing that gave her joy in this world. In search of something to replace, she decides to devote herself to second-rate romance novels. And so, in light of some events, she finds herself in one of the books she recently read, but becomes not the main character or even a minor character, but the crazy princess Yang Yulan, who plays the role of an episodic comedy character. ___ At the banquet in honor of the arrival of the prince's bride: Yang Yulan loudly: I will not marry this man from Northern Bei! Empress: Yang Yulan, calm down now, you are in public! Yang Yulan: ..Because I love women! Crown Prince: "..." Female Lead: "..." Villainess:"..."

Mana was a brilliant young lawyer working for the biggest international law firm in the world. With her prodigious talents, influential family and a perfect fiancé, her life was considered a dream come true…until a freak accident cost her everything. Or so she thought. After three years of being confined to a hospital bed, the man she had loved with all her heart told her about his betrayal as he slit her throat. The next moment, Mana found herself in the body of a sickly ten-year-old princess of the same name, in a world she thought to be fictional. “The Legend of Mars” was an ancient epic chronicling the adventures of the divine King Mars and his virtuous wife, Queen Astra, and their triumph over the evil, half-demon emperor Raven. Princess Mana was the unfortunate half-sister of Princess Astra, who died at the age of ten…and somehow pulled in Mana’s soul. And thus, Royal Princess Mana decided to make the best of her new chance at life and seek happiness. However, she soon found that what she had read in “The Legend of Mars” and the actual people she met were very different. Why was the divine child Mars an insufferable brat? Why was the virtuous Astra plotting nefarious schemes? Why did the brother of Mars look exactly like her traitorous fiancé of her previous life? And the meek little boy she accidentally rescued was actually the fearsome evil emperor …? But why on earth was he clinging to her and looking at her with puppy eyes?

This fanfic is not mine I got it of AO3 and am posting it here for offline use He ignored your claims, trying to be the bigger person in this situation. “Shut up, I don’t have to indulge in your drunken antics, y/n.” He took his shirt and started to dress you. The shirt was a sleep shirt, so it had buttons in the front. Scaramouche took his time and buttoned the shirt one by one. You on the other hand were looking at him, indulging the way he looked at that moment. He looked a bit flustered, you thought. “ Since when are you this shy, Scara? What are you thinking right now?” You looked at him to see his blushing face, moving your face closer to his. He looked back at you, inching his face closer to you. “You, y/n. And if you keep on pushing me like this, I might have to do something about it.”

Set up by her malicious stepmother and phony sister to marry an ex-convict, Janice Gladwell has no choice but to enter a flash marriage with a total stranger from a blind date. The man, Christopher Bateman, is incredibly handsome but supposedly a penniless vagrant with nothing to his name. As a fierce and independent woman, Janice works her fingers to the bone to provide for them. She even gives her "poor husband" a monthly allowance and fiercely protects him from her own family's relentless mockery. However, there is one thing Janice doesn't know: the man sleeping on the narrow sofa in her cramped apartment is actually the mysterious President of a massive business empire, capable of turning the city upside down with a single snap of his fingers. Behind her back, Christopher secretly crushes her enemies and spoils her with luxury goods under the guise of "free lottery prizes." The elaborate lie because Janice harbors deep scars from her past and has sworn an oath to hate rich men. Now, caught between sweet little lies, luxury cars claimed to be "borrowed from a friend," and absolute power hidden behind a gentle smile, a ticking time bomb awaits. What will happen when Janice finally realizes that the "useless" husband she’s been providing for is the exact billionaire she wants to avoid at all costs? How many secrets will unravel when his mask finally falls? Who exactly did she marry?

"The more you run, the deeper I sink into the madness of needing you, My Rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room. His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding. He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night, or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant. The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while, and now the hunt begins, sweetheart. There is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.

In a kingdom where Alphas rule and the weak are treated as livestock, power is absolute—and mercy is a myth. King Alistair has never been challenged. Brilliant, ruthless, and dangerously untouchable, his dominance bends even the strongest to submission. Until the day a Prince is brought before him. Asarmose is no ordinary omega. Divine in presence and unbreakable in spirit, he does the impossible—he looks the King in the eye and does not bow. Worse still… he is unaffected by the King’s overwhelming power. Instead, a dangerous bond forms—one that ties them together in ways neither of them can control. To mock his court and keep the Prince close, Alistair names him Consort. But Asarmose refuses to play the role of a submissive. He challenges the throne. Questions the system. And begins to unravel the very foundation of a kingdom built on cruelty. As whispers of rebellion spread and the people begin to awaken, the palace turns into a battlefield of power, pride, and dangerous desire. Because the greatest threat to a king… is the one person he cannot dominate. And when truth demands blood, both ruler and rebel must decide— will they destroy each other… or remake the world together?

Felix Altan — the bastard son of the traitorous Duke Altan — was a Prime Omega who did everything he possibly could in trying to win a morsel of affection his father could spare him. When the Duke needed a loyal right-hand man, he proved himself worthy. When the Duke needed a seductress, he became the seductress. When the Duke needed someone to kill for him, he became the killer. With hands stained in the blood of thousands, he morphed himself into anything his father wanted. He aided the Duke in committing high treason against the Crown. When the Duke schemed for the throne, he aided the man. He was blind, devout, and ruthless. The peasants only dared whisper his name, fearing his attention. He killed his sister, poisoned her husband, and watched them die. All because the Duke loved her. After the coup failed and his father was executed, Felix evaded arrest and was chased around the empire for years after. When the Omega was finally dragged to the gallows and faced the people he brought suffering to, regret suffocated him before the ropes could. As the darkness swallowed him whole, a disembodied voice in the void asked whether he would choose a different path if he could. Felix answered with the utmost honesty he could muster before his mind slipped. What he thought was the end forever, turned into the beginning of his second chance at life. This time, Felix Altan vowed — faced with the choice — to not repeat his last life and atone for his actions in the future that never came. ... Villainous, Broken, and trying to do better, reborn Omega x Good to everyone, rude to only one, "I do not find his air pleasant" Alpha. Redemption in second life is the ultimate goal. Felix might seem a pushover sometimes but it's just him trying to understand how to do good things.

On the day of her wedding, Evie Yong’s world shattered before her very eyes as her soon-to-be husband trashed all their past eight years of relationship by denying her at the altar, in the presence of everyone. Forced to watch her fiancé stolen, Evie couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister dared to plot such a scheming plan to ruin her completely. Devastated and feeling betrayed, Evie had to come up with a quick option to save herself from all this mess, and that was when she had to flee away from her wedding in shame and soon figured out a plan to strike back in such a way that her enemies would be put into ruins, just as they once did to her earlier. ... “Mr. Brown, it seems we're both victims of circumstance. My groom has abandoned me for my sister, and your fiancée has run away. Why don't we turn this awkward situation into an opportunity?” She smiled boldly. “Let's get married, right here, right now!” Westley’s expression remained unreadable, but briefly, a hint of intrigue flickered in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, “You're suggesting we marry each other, and also we are complete strangers?” Evie nodded in confidence. “Why not? We're both clearly compatible, and this way, we can both save face and gain a partner, except for the fact that this will be a contract marriage of six months.” Westley's gaze lingered on hers as if sizing her up. Then, he nodded slowly. “Very well, let's do it.” ... “You're either very brave or very reckless to make such an attempt in picking me as your husband in public,” he said after the marriage. “If I didn't try, we wouldn't have figured out a way to get this opportunity.” She responded. …. He's an almighty giant of entrepreneurship, standing high among moguls. She was born out of wedlock and denied by her family. She's been fighting tooth and nail to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of entertainment, refusing to let her illegitimacy define her destiny. Two strangers are brought together under one roof, but their newfound connection has dangerous people lurking around. While the world waited for news of their divorce, they were instead blindsided by a single post from the country’s most powerful man: "Whoever said we were getting divorced? Keep waiting; too bad you’ll be waiting forever." The Internet exploded and the entire town was confused. #Sweetheart #1v1 #Secretidentity #Genius #Quicksweetsatifyingrevenge #faceslapping

Sienna Adams’s life is anything but peaceful. She’s burdened by debts that aren’t hers and running from a past she refuses to face. Love isn’t on her mind... until she encounters Zachary Sterling. Zachary is a man shrouded in secrets. The only softness in his life is his son. Sienna should have been nothing more than a passing stranger, someone he would never recall. But something about her makes it difficult for him to walk away. Sienna doesn’t realize that Zachary is the leader of a powerful company. And Zachary doesn’t know that Sienna is the woman who once carried his child… and then vanished without a trace. Or perhaps he is the reason she vanished...? As the truth begins to surface, their past and present become intertwined. Feelings grow deeper, secrets grow darker, and love becomes dangerous. And this time, walking away may no longer be an option. ___ Excerpt: Sienna looked at him, a little hesitant this time. “Can I know your name?” she asked. Zachary glanced at her briefly. Then he said simply, “I already saved it on your phone.” Sienna's eyes widened slightly as she quickly glanced at the screen. 'Huh? Why does his name sound like Zachary Sterling?' She chuckled to herself. 'Nah, probably just a coincidence that their names are similar.' “See you later, Zach…” Before he could respond, she turned and hurried toward the conference room on the other side of the lobby, her steps quick and purposeful. Zachary didn’t move. He stood there, watching her retreating figure as she disappeared into the distance. The faint echo of her voice lingered in his mind. 'Zach—' It wasn’t a name people around him used lightly, especially not with him standing before them. For a brief moment, he remained still, his gaze fixed on the space where she had just been. Then, slowly, he shifted his attention forward again. But something felt… different. And he couldn’t quite explain why.

The contract says she can’t share his bed, but nothing stops him from getting into hers… * Rain Clayton’s life takes an unexpected turn when she discovers she’s suddenly married to a billionaire named Alexander Lancaster, a powerful and dangerously captivating man who wants their marriage over before it even begins... Raised by a family that never cared for her and desperate to avoid a twisted arranged marriage, Rain seizes this unexpected twist of fate. Her new husband might be a cold-hearted billionaire, but he's her only escape. Yet Alexander demands a swift divorce. Refusing to lose her one chance at freedom, Rain strikes a risky bargain to keep their marriage alive, even if it means playing by Alexander’s rules. She just has to convince him to want her around… FOREVER. Weeks into their unexpected arrangement, Rain begins to see through Alexander’s icy exterior. But one night, she’s taken by surprise. “What are you doing?” Rain burst out, eyes wide as Alexander casually slid into her bed. “Performing husbandly duties,” he smirked. “You can’t stay here! It’s against the contract!” “I’m not breaking it,” Alexander said with a shrug. “The contract specifies that you’ll fulfill all wifely duties, excluding sharing my bed. It doesn’t say anything about me not performing husbandly duties, including sharing your bed.” The situation had shifted, and it seemed like she was no longer the only one in control... [Warning: r18+/strong mature & sexual content]

[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. *** The beautiful cover art belongs to me and was commissioned by DuruDara on Instagram! Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Aliana Vanderbilt is the witty, fierce heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She always lived life on her own terms, until one fateful night changed everything. After a brutal accident involving a "lost child" that only she could see, Aliana woke to a terrifying new reality. By day, she is haunted by restless spirits. By night, she is consumed by vivid, steamy dreams of a mysterious man with icy blue eyes. Her search for a solution comes to an abrupt halt when she finally comes face-to-face with Gavriel Valentine. An enigmatic man sitting at the pinnacle of a rival business empire. He is dominating, dangerous, and everything Aliana should avoid. Yet, he alone possesses the power to end her misery. Whenever she is near him, the ghosts vanish. Driven by a desperate need for peace, Aliana bulldozes into Gavriel’s life with a scandalous demand. However, what she does not expect is his counter-offer… that she must marry him. What happens when two strong-headed personalities are tied together in a sacred union? Will they find peace, or will it spell disaster? ..... Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.

In the house, there is an adorably mischievous sweet wife, she is cunning and sly yet delicate. She can be dominant, submissive, or a lolita; adorable, mature, or quirky. She is witty and lively, tearing apart scumbag men and women with ease. The spring breeze gently blows for ten miles, the time is right, and I love you~ When she picked up her intelligence again, she found everything had changed. When she discarded her soft-heartedness, she realized she could no longer be hurt. When she rolled up her sleeves, ready to work hard, she found that the aloof male god had entangled himself with her. He said affectionately, "All you need to do is behave, let me handle the scums."

Hunted for the Alchemical Book in her hand - Mu Ruyue wakes up in the body of a wastrel in Shenwu Continent - a martial arts dominated world. Her fiancé has jilted her in favor of her foster sister. Her father condones her abuse. Her younger sister wishes she was never born. And the whole country ridicules and insults her for being a first-rate wastrel. Wastrel? Not at all. With the Alchemical Book in her hand, what pills and elixirs can't she refine? Jilted? She'd rather marry the pure and innocent Ghost King, Ye Wuchen. ---- Mu Ruyue: Stop calling me Sister! Ye Wuchen: Can I call you Wife then? Mu Ruyue: Not that either! Ye Wuchen: (about to cry) Mu Ruyue: (sighs) Suit yourself. Ye Wuchen then leans forward and kisses the corners of her lips. Mu Ruyue: …Did a child just steal her first kiss? ---- Brother 1: Let her go! Brother 2: She is my mother, why should I let go of her! Brother 1: Don't ever think of robbing my mother! Mu Ruyue: Let me introduce you, Jing'er, this is your younger brother. Huang'er, this is your elder brother. Huang'er: Mother, this stupid boy bullied me. He's not my brother. Jing'er: Little guy, from now on, you must listen to me. Ye Wuchen: (How exactly do these two regard him? They dare fight over his wife in front of him...)

They're torn from their families, forced to enlist in an endless war, stripped of most of their human rights, all because of their powers. Cursed by powers that allow them to create, destroy, weaken, or strengthen, and thus hated by society.

I heard that the architect Simon Forrester, who is highly prestigious in the architectural world, has recently fallen to drawing design plans for a small inn? Peers were very surprised, thinking that The Great Designer Forrester had lost his high status and his persona had collapsed. That was until they saw the breathtakingly beautiful inn partner—renowned in the legal community as "the gentle blade," Lawyer Thornton. Onlookers commented: The aloof and abstinent Great Designer Forrester, has perished under the gentle blade! — On the opening day of the inn, Sienna Thornton brought creative designer Simon Forrester to be interviewed by reporters. Reporter: "We heard that Mr. Forrester designed this for free. Is that rumor true?" Simon Forrester (expressionless): "Not true, no comment!" Reporter: "What secret does Lawyer Thornton have to persuade Mr. Forrester to personally design?" Sienna Thornton (calmly): "Secret? Just had a fling." [An astute female lawyer VS a cold-faced yet honest male architect]

Ghost Temple's lost souls, embroidery tower's female corpse, evil spirits massacre the village, A series of mysterious cases in the countryside; Pulling the strings of judgment, forming factions, too powerful to control, Crisis looms in the imperial court; In the previous life, top forensic doctor Zhu Yu struggled in her career, Only to die young from overwork. In this life, as Princess Xiaoyao bestowed by the Holy Emperor, she only wants to lie flat and enjoy a comfortable life. However, on the wedding night, the feast that heaven chased her to eat was delivered right to her lips. Exploring mysteries, adventuring, seeking the truth, Examining corpses, bones, and human hearts. Using leverage and countering every move. Striving to lie flat, Zhu Yu is serious about it!

Others' impression of Emperor Bo is: aloof, terrifying, and indifferent. Tong Yan's impression of Emperor Bo is: spoils her, spoils her, spoils her. Emperor Bo won the Global Best Actor Award, and during an interview, a reporter asked: "Emperor, what do you think is the most romantic thing?" Emperor Bo smiled slightly: "The most romantic thing I can think of is giving her the best!" Women across the country were moved to tears, crying out and begging to marry him. But Tong Yan gritted her teeth: Best, my foot! This book is also known as 'How the Emperor Spoils His Wife.'

“I like money, food, and handsome guys.” The next day, some young master knocked on her door. “Hundreds of millions of assets, advanced culinary skills, ten out of ten looks—three-in-one, this is a deal for you.” Aurora Blaine‘s playboy-abusing rating is through the roof. Because there was a big handsome guy living next door with amazing cooking skills, she just freeloaded food and eventually gave herself over. Aurora Blaine: “You’ve been single for so long, didn’t you say you didn’t like women?” Maverick Knight: “Because I was waiting for you to appear.”