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Surviving In Another World With My Three Cups!

SYSTEM NOVEL - TIME-TRAVEL - HISTORICAL - BABIES!! Lin Xu, a fierce and independent thirty-year-old businesswoman, had only one wish in life, children of her own. But fate was cruel. The day she found out she was barren, she drowned her sorrow in alcohol, slipped down the stairs, and died. But death wasn’t the end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the body of another Lin Xu a minor character from a popular TV drama in her town. This Lin Xu was a pitiful woman who died tragically at the hands of her cruel in-laws. Her three children were left to suffer alone until her missing husband returned years later, only to find her long gone. But this time, things would be different. This Lin Xu wasn’t weak, and she wasn’t going to die so easily. She had lived alone as an orphan, built herself into a force to be reckoned with, and now she had a second chance not just to live, but to raise her children on her own terms. Forget the in-laws. Forget the husband. She would rise again, build an empire, and give her children the life they deserved With the help of her "Supermarket System" she was going to take the world by storm. --- Excerpt "Young Master, Miss Lin has just opened a massive bun shop." "Really? Buy everything. Leave not even a crumb." "Young Master Mo, Miss Lin returned all the coins and houses you sent her." "She did? Then send triple the amount and throw in a farm while you’re at it." "Young Master Mo, Miss Lin and the children were bullied by your uncle and aunt." "Oh? Send fifty men to smash their home. Make sure not a brick is left standing." "Young Master, Miss Lin is laughing and talking with that fisherman Gu." "Is that so? Seal off the entire coast. Buy every net, every boat, and every hook. Let’s see him fish in the desert." "And tell Miss Lin… if she dares smile at another man, I’ll show her what it really means to challenge the General of the Guan Empire." "If I can’t have her heart, then no man will." --- Genre: Historical Time-Travel Drama, System. Romance: Slow Burn Note: Book cover not mine.
sharon_rose18 · 372.2k Views

The Wife in the Cellar

I married him to save my family. I lost myself instead. Georgia Steele was raised to believe that marriage was duty, sacrifice, and obedience. When her father’s empire begins to crumble, she is offered as a solution to a powerful older man who promises security in exchange for her future. At first, her new life is gilded and controlled, beautiful on the surface and suffocating beneath it. Then another man appears. Charming, attentive, and seemingly everything her husband is not, he offers her escape and love. She follows him willingly, believing she has chosen freedom. She is wrong. What begins as rescue becomes captivity. What feels like devotion turns into domination. Georgia is isolated inside a vast mansion where her memories are questioned, her movements monitored, and her sanity slowly dismantled. When she resists, she is medicated. When she speaks, she is silenced. When she tries to escape, the world is taught to believe she is unstable. Locked beneath the house in a hidden cellar, Georgia is erased from existence while her captor builds a new life above her. As months turn into years, Georgia survives through pain, hallucination, and rage. Another woman is brought into the house, then another, each one unknowingly stepping into the same trap. In the darkness below, Georgia’s mind fractures, hardens, and evolves. What is buried does not stay silent forever. This is a story of psychological imprisonment, gaslighting, female suffering, and the terrifying resilience of a woman pushed beyond her breaking point. It is not a love story. It is a descent, a haunting, and ultimately, a reckoning. When the truth finally surfaces, it will not come gently. Some houses are built to destroy women. Others are meant to burn.
June_Calva81 · 1.5k Views

[GL] I'm Just A Side Character... So Why Is The Heroine Chasing Me?!

In her previous life, Bethany was a top-tier survivor in an apocalyptic world where clean water and food was rarer than diamonds and betrayal came quicker than bullets. Ruthless, smart, and fiercely adaptive, she rose to become the leader of The Red Dawn Alliance, a powerful syndicate of Awakened ability users. But just when she thought she'd secured peace for her people, her most trusted aide and the only friend she dared to have stabbed her in the back in exchange for power. Literally. Now, Bethany wakes up… not dead, not in the apocalypse but inside a historical Chinese novel called Crimson Blossoms Under Heaven, a dark revenge drama she had once binge-read for the plot (and the hot male lead). She’s not the heroine. Nope. Instead, she had become Lan Yue, a lowly handmaiden doomed to die after betraying her mistress, the novel’s brilliant heroine. A cannon fodder side character destined to be nothing more than a footnote. But Lan Yue had no intention of playing her role. Why fight for someone else’s glory? Why throw herself into dog-blood drama filled with betrayal, revenge, and endless schemes? All she wanted was simple: Eat good food. Sleep as much as she wanted. Live quietly, far away from the chaos. Unfortunately… the heroine had other ideas. At first, her smiles were sweet, her words dripping with warmth. But the more time passed, the more Lan Yue noticed something was wrong. The heroine’s touches lingered too long. Her gaze burned hotter than it should. And instead of chasing the male lead, she clung closer and closer to her. “Lan Yue,” the heroine’s lips curled in a chilling smile, “Where do you think you’re going? You’re mine.” Lan Yue: “...” Wait. Weren’t you supposed to love the hero?! Please also check out my other books Why Is Every Male Lead Obsessed With Me?! (BL) #Quick Transmigration Love Me, Bury Me: Restart the End #Isekai
evelyn_thorn17 · 27.5k Views

Remarrying My Ex-Wife

Summer’s marriage to Gideon had been nothing short of a fairytale. Their days were filled with joy and peace until one incident ruined everything completely. The man she loved the most accused her of cheating. ======= “Who is the father of the child?” Gideon thundered, squeezing her shoulders. His crushing grip made her wince in pain and fear. “It’s yours. Why won’t you believe me?” “I wanted to. But these reports tell different story.” He threw the paternity test reports at her. “Hope is not my child?” The ground shattering revelation rattled Summer. She tried everything to save this marriage, but it didn’t turn well. Hidden conspiracy and betrayal tore her world apart, costing her everything, including her own life. The moment she thought it was over, she found herself gone back in time. She had been reborn. Armed with the knowledge of what was to come, she vowed to protect herself and her family. ====== “Since I’ve been given a second chance, I’ll not let the history to repeat.” She thought she would stay far away from Gideon, but fate had other plans. He appeared in front of her again six years later. This time, he didn’t want to kill her. He wanted to trap her, torment her, and own her. Would Summer let him ruin her again? Would she be able to change her fate this time? “In this life, you can never escape me,” Gideon hissed. Summer looked into his eyes coldly. “We ended things six years ago. I’ll never let you crawl back into my life again.” Pinching her chin, he declared, “No one can stop me from reclaiming you, not even you.”
Angelica2511 · 33.7k Views

TAKEN FROM THE PRECIPICE

>TAKEN FROM THE PRECIPICE ~Isla & Labano~ ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Isla should have died. After years of being trapped in a marriage built on terror, she finally breaks. The man who promised her protection destroys everything she has left. In a single night, her world ends in violence and her body is thrown away as if her life had meant nothing at all. She is abandoned in a container at the edge of a cliff-barely breathing, bleeding out She waits for the darkness to finish what everyone else has started. Then he finds her. Labano comes to that same precipice ready to end his own life. He had lost everything-the wife he loved, the child he never got to meet. He is left with nothing until he finds the stranger death refused to take. He saves her because he can, and keeps her alive because he can't walk away. Their survival is accidental. Their connection is unwanted. And the fate that pulled them back from the precipice may not be done with either of them just yet. As Isla recovers in the care of a man haunted by loss, Labano struggles with the life he never meant to return to. And the truth becomes impossible to ignore. Two shattered souls pulled back from the brink-by fate or cruelty? Some souls meet only in the moment both of them are about to break. And some debts-of pain, of violence, of fate-refuses to stay buried. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Reader discretion is strongly advised as this book is an extremely dark romance intended for mature readers only. It contains explicit and intense content that may be disturbing-including but not limited to; graphic violence, sexual assault, non-consensual sexual elements, and depictions of severe psychological trauma. (Please see the full list of content warnings inside the book.)
OmaPhinaPhire · 1.1k Views

The Betrayed Heiress's Second Comeback

The night that was supposed to be the peak of my life became the night I lost everything. My step-sister Rose stole my achievements. My fiancé chose her over me. My father handed over the company I built with my own hands… to her. And when I finally walked away, broken and exhausted, Karl followed me home—drunk, furious, and ready to destroy what little I had left. One blow to the head was all it took to end Jenna Harvour. At least, that’s what the world was meant to believe. I didn’t die. I woke up drugged, half-conscious, and listening to people decide how to “dispose” of me. I heard Rose’s voice ordering my death to be written off as suicide. I heard doctors bargaining over my body. And when I was finally strong enough to open my eyes, I was greeted by a stranger’s face and a new name forced onto me: Jenna Lorance. They buried my old identity. They held a funeral with my name on it. And I was expected to disappear quietly into this new life they created. But the world doesn’t get rid of me that easily. My unexpected lifeline comes in the form of Damian Black—the heir to the largest mafia syndicate and the last person I ever thought would notice me. He shouldn’t care about a woman like me… yet he’s the only one who looks at me as if he can sense the truth beneath my new skin. Revenge is easy. Escaping him is not. Because once a man like Damian decides you’re his, he doesn’t let go—not even if the whole world believes you’re already dead. _________ Re-upload because I needed to fix first 6 chapters [Warning: Mature Context, R18+]
Holy_mackrel · 67.6k Views

The Mafia Lord Secret Possession.

A forbidden obsession that grows out of control Valerius is 34. Nara is 18. ........... When eighteen-year-old Nara Redwell is kidnapped by the ruthless boss of Draven Syndicate, the criminal world holds its breath. She is the only daughter of Redwell, a man feared for his wealth, power, and violent history. But instead of being executed like the others taken before her, Nara is placed under the personal authority of Valerius Draven, the cold and devastatingly disciplined leader of the rival empire. Valerius does not want ransom. He wants leverage. And Nara becomes the pressure point that forces her father into the light. But the more time she spends inside Valerius’ world, the more she learns a truth she was never supposed to see: her father is not the hero she grew up worshipping. His past with the Dravens is darker than she ever imagined, and the war she thought she understood is built on betrayal, blood, and secrets buried under decades of silence. While the syndicates prepare for conflict, Redwell spirals. His fear for Nara blinds him, driving him to make the most catastrophic choice of his life, where he offers his wife as a replacement hostage, willing to trade anyone to get Nara back. His desperation marks the beginning of a violent collapse no one can stop. And in the middle of this unraveling chaos stands Valerius, the man who was supposed to use Nara as a weapon… but instead becomes the only shield she has left. As loyalties fracture, enemies rise, and hidden truths emerge, Nara must decide who the real monster is. The man who stole her freedom, or the father who built her world out of lies. Her choice may destroy one empire… And ignite another. Nara has spent her whole life trying to survive men like her father. Men who believe a woman’s worth is measured by her obedience and her beauty. Valerius Draven. The quiet monster. The only man who never raises his voice but makes entire empires kneel. And now… he is her jailer. Held in an isolated Florida estate that feels more like a velvet cage than a home, Nara is determined to destroy the one thing men want from her, her beauty. If she can make herself undesirable, she can make herself untouchable. But Valerius stops her. He insists she is safe with him. He insists he will not hurt her. He insists she is merely leverage in a war she never asked to be part of. Yet nothing about Valerius feels simple, or safe. The more she pushes, the calmer he becomes. The more she resists, the more he studies her. And beneath all his coldness is a tension she doesn’t understand… and can’t escape. Because Valerius didn’t take her for ransom. He took her for a reason neither of them is ready to admit. Nara knows one truth: Monsters don’t cage what they don’t crave. And Valerius? He never cages anything he plans to let go.
Lizbella · 5.8k Views

Contract Marriage; Escaping My Ex.

(A spin-off of “Submitting to My Ex-Uncle”. However, can be read alone) ……… He ruined her once. Now, she belongs to another man. Three years after Elias shattered her heart and disappeared, Amara has rebuilt her life. Or at least, pretended to. Her books are bestsellers now, her name was highly adored, and her smile well practiced. However, when the ghosts of her past resurface, she does the unthinkable. She immediately marries Travis Alden. Cold. Brilliant. Dangerous. A man who doesn’t believe in love but needs a wife for reasons of his own. It was supposed to be a business arrangement. No touch. No feelings. And no complications. Until Elias returns. Her first love, and her greatest sin. A fire she thought she buried comes roaring back to life. Travis tempts her with safety and devotion. Slowly, he even began to show her what love really felt like. Meanwhile, Elias drags her back into the darkness she once called home. He still looks at her like she’s the only prayer he ever learned to say. And when he whispers mine against her skin, the line between past and present blurs dangerously. In a world where desire is a weapon and love is the deadliest addiction, Amara must decide which man she’s willing to burn for. The husband who would kill to keep her, or the ex who already destroyed her once? ………. “I love my marriage, Elias.” She said it too quickly. The words escaped her lips like a reflex, and not a truth. Elias’s eyes darkened. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until the air between them felt charged enough to burn them. “Do you?” he asked, voice low. Too low. It trembled with everything between pain and hunger. “Then why do your pupils dilate when I walk in, Amara?” She swallowed hard, her spine pressing lightly against the wall behind her. He was close enough for her to feel the whisper of his breath near her temple “You don’t get to do this anymore.” She gasped at him. He smiled. “Do what? Remind you what it felt like to actually want someone?” Her pulse raced; she hated that he could still read it, and still hear it. “Stop it.” Elias reached up, brushing a loose strand of her hair back behind her ear. His fingertips grazed her skin, light as a ghost, and yet she felt it everywhere. “You can tell him you love him all you want,” he murmured, his lips just an inch from her ear, “but just don’t look at him like this when you do.” She exhaled sharply, trying to turn away, but he caught her wrist gently, not to restrain her, just to remind her. “Because that look…” he whispered, his voice breaking slightly, “this look used to be mine.”
Bekah_rob · 14.6k Views

When Time Learned to Love

Amara Reyes is a modern archivist who believes history is quietly permanent: objects last, but people do not. Still mourning her mother’s recent death, she hides in the calm of a national archive, using the work to dull her pain. Her mother, who was also a historian, left behind an unfiled notebook full of obsessive notes about one name: Julián de la Cruz, an 18th-century colonial officer in Mexico whose execution is a recorded fact. One note is circled so many times the page tears: He must not be saved. At first, Amara sees the discovery as an academic puzzle. But when she finds an object with no known origin—a pocket watch that does not belong to its time and responds to her touch—she starts to feel history in ways she cannot explain. Bells fill her dreams. Visions cross into her waking hours. The name Julián de la Cruz stops feeling like a distant echo and becomes a living call. Drawn through time, Amara arrives in late-18th-century colonial Mexico, a world shaped by heat, stone, faith, and strict power. There, she meets Julián, not as a footnote but as a real person: principled, conflicted, and already caught in a dangerous mix of loyalty, rebellion, and forbidden love. Julián is tied to a woman whose survival depends on a choice that will betray him, leading to the execution that history records. As Amara gets closer to Julián, love and knowledge become impossible to separate, and knowledge turns dangerous. She learns that some moments in time are fixed points that keep history steady. Changing them would unravel everything that comes after. Her mother understood this. Her mother chose silence to keep the world safe. Caught between love and duty, Amara must decide if history should be protected or changed. Saving Julián could erase generations, including her own. Letting him die will hurt her in ways she may never heal from. When Time Learned to Love is an epic romance about grief, fate, and the heavy cost of loving someone history has already condemned. It asks one powerful question: if time gives you an impossible love, is it meant to be kept or remembered?
nwadihi_pamela · 1.1k Views