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Li Yuyu transmigrated into a novel and became the imperial harem's most favored concubine — whose only goal was to cuckold the Emperor. To save her own life, Li Yuyu decisively kept her distance from the original male lead, clung tightly to the Emperor's golden thigh, and set her sights on becoming the most beloved consort in the palace! But being the Emperor's favorite wasn't as easy as she'd imagined. Li Yuyu: "Your Majesty, we already have three sons!" The Emperor: "But I still don't have a princess." Li Yuyu：...... She regretted everything. She didn't want to be a favored concubine anymore. She wanted to escape the palace!!! National Guardian General: "Fear not, little sister. Even if you leave the palace, your big brother will protect you forever." Jianghu Sovereign: "Travel the martial world with your elder brother. No one dares to lay a hand on my little sister." Gorgeous Senior Brother: "Come into seclusion with your senior brother, and live a carefree life without a worry in the world." Li Yuyu nodded frantically. Yes, yes, yes! Great, great, great! Clang... Clang... The Emperor approached slowly, dragging unbreakable chains: "Dare to leave the palace, and I'll break the Empress's legs and lock her in the Central Palace for life." Li Yuyu: !!! Was it too late to convince her brothers to start a rebellion?

Acquainted for five years, married for two — Mu Wan Yun had always felt her husband didn't love her at all, that he'd married her only out of pity. So when the Duke Mansion, the family who abandoned her as a child, finally came to take her home on the condition that she divorce her husband, she wrote the letter of divorce without a second thought. -- Acquainted for five years, married for two — Lu Jingxing had always believed he and his wife were deeply in love. He'd even gone as far as threatening his Imperial Father to grant Mu Wan Yun the title of Crown Princess Consort. He had planned to bring his wife back to Chang'an to be his princess, but was met with a letter of divorce instead. The woman he believed was madly in love with him had actually divorced him. -- Mu Wan Yun thought that after returning home, she'd be the high and mighty Second Miss of the Duke Mansion. She never expected the family she had longed for was a pack of wolves and tigers. After barely escaping their clutches, Mu Wan Yun was filled with regret for divorcing her husband. She wanted to return to the village, make amends, and live a blissful life with him. But she never imagined her husband was actually the newly enthroned emperor — an emperor who held a deep-seated hatred for the Mu Family!!! Even more unthinkable — the husband she had always believed didn't love her had long ago arranged for her the supreme position of imperial consort. Yet she had divorced him for the family that had abandoned her. And so, she could only silently embark on the path of winning her husband back…

A crumbling empire, a turbulent government, widespread chaos, and an international arena filled with covetous foreign powers—this was Spain in the latter half of the 19th century. Reborn as Carlo, the first Spanish King of the House of Savoy, his absolute priority right now is figuring out how to secure his throne.

“You will marry him and you will go with him today,” Dutton's words echoed through the room as Evangeline sat on the floor, touching her face. Her cheek stung with intense pain from a fierce slap as she looked up at her father daring not to respond. He pulled her up off the floor by the collar of her snowy blue dress. Forcing her to look into his eyes. “I'm not asking you, I'm telling you, the offer he made is worth more than your entire life. The amount of gold he offered will pay off all my debts and leave me living comfortably for the rest of my life. You have no choice in the matter, you will marry him,” He demanded, his shouts stinging her ears. She raised her hand, weakly pushing on his chest. “I want to marry Cade, I have no interest in a man I barely know." His eyes darkened, as he grabbed the sides of her cheeks, watching her squirm. “You have no choice,” He barked, “You will marry who I tell you to marry. I've already accepted the dowry.” She whimpered in pain as he threw her to the ground. Her cheeks now revealing light bruising. She crawled over to her father, grabbing hold of his legs. “Father please, please I want to be with Cade, don't make me go to a man I don't know. Don't make me marry someone else.” He kicked her off, sliding her across the floor. “That forest boy, you always talk about that forest boy. You know nothing about him, you have no idea of his origins, you say you love him but you've never seen his face because he hides from you. Only ever speaking to you from a distance, sometimes I wonder if he's even real or if you're just imagining things to get out of your duties as the daughter of a noble." “He's real,” She screamed, “He's real and he loves me and I love him. I won't marry anyone else. I refuse, and if you make me go I'll make the Grand Duke wish he never asked for my hand in the first place.” “You're going Evangeline, you are going to live with His Royal Highness and you will behave yourself or else I'll come over there and make you behave,” He warned, towering over her, “This is an opportunity of a lifetime, you should be thanking me for helping you become a Royal instead you throw this tantrum and think I will put up with this nonsense? Well I won't! Not now, not ever. Now pack your things, the carriage will be here to take you before nightfall and you will go even if you have to be taken there kicking and screaming…” Evangeline was engaged to marry her best friend Cade whom she never seen when the news of her engagement to Silas the Grand Duke of Parola was broken to her. Despite her resistance, Evangeline was forced to move into the engagement with Silas, a mysterious Grand Duke who's known for his icy demeanor. But what happens when this Grand Duke is really her best friend Cade? Will he reveal the truth to her or will his self consciousness of being rejected get the better of him?

Somehow, Sylvia was reincarnated in a character in the novel she had read before. Sylvia Atlante was called an "ugly duckling" lady character in the novel and despised by her family and others. Not wanting to accept her fate, she finds her own way to live peacefully. However, the situation is unfolding in a way she had never expected. Her family is treating her well and handsome men are showing interest... Why is everybody acting like this?

In an age of blood, steel, and freezing spray, a Viking’s worth is measured by the swing of his axe. They are raiders. They are conquerors. They are the terror of the North. Ragnar, the eighteen-year-old bastard son of a starving chieftain, is none of these things. Just a month ago, he was a Senior Naval Architect in Seattle, designing high-efficiency cargo vessels. Now, he stands on a frozen fjord in 865 AD, facing a suicide mission to England that threatens to wipe out his village. Mocked for his refusal to raid and his obsession with "wizard words" like logistics and drag coefficients, Ragnar is dismissed as a coward. But they are all wrong. Where they see a longship, he sees a displacement curve waiting to be optimized. Where they see a storm, he sees wind energy waiting to be harnessed. They say his methods are madness. Soon, they will realize that while they are playing at war, he is engineering an empire. -------- Disclaimer: *Kingdom Building & Tech-Uplift: MC uses modern engineering to revolutionize the Viking Age. *Weak-to-Strong: Starts as a despised bastard, progresses to a wealthy tycoon/warlord. *High Detail: Detailed descriptions of ship-building and primitive industrialization.

Persia Zarwick was not a hero. She was a pimp, a criminal, and a street predator dressed in gold. A smiling parasite who understood that loyalty lasted only until fear, love, or money offered something better. For sixty years, persia survived the streets of chicago by refusing to become anyone’s prey. Then one night, beneath the flickering lights of a filthy motel parking lot, her own people betrayed her. Surrounded. Shot in the back. Executed by a young man who believed he had finally killed the monster. Persia expected hell. Instead, she woke up beneath the painted ceiling of an ancient palace. Her new body belonged to Annabelle de’ Medici. The forgotten former head of one of europe’s oldest and most corrupt dynasties. A tiny but towering, frail and aged woman abandoned inside her own home while her nephew ruled florence in her place. The medici believe Annabelle is weak. They believe she is dying. They believe the inheritance buried with her can never rise again. They are wrong. Outside the palace walls, the world is collapsing beneath disease, fear, and political unrest. Strange rumors are spreading. Events are being buried. And somewhere among ordinary orchards and forgotten places, persia has awakened inside a family built on masks. A house of blood, wealth, betrayal, and beautiful monsters. Unfortunately for them, she has spent an entire lifetime learning how monsters survive. And this time, she does not intend to settle for one street. She intends to own the city. ⸻ (Persia’s POV) "Let’s start with you." I said with a bloody smile. She will outlive them all. Even if the crown must drown in blood. ------------------------------------------ Author Note: This is a spin-off of my other story (I Became Beyonce’s Half Sister) and is a part of the I.C.T.M.H.E.T.E.M.H universe. WARNING WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ ⚠️ Content Warning: Throughout this story, there are scenes involving strong language, physical and emotional abuse, sexual situations, violence, and other mature or disturbing themes. Please read with discretion.

Queen Talia do Sol was born to rule the radiant kingdom of Solara, yet her throne was bound by marriage to a man who betrayed her heart and her crown. After years of sorrow — a miscarriage, a distant husband, and whispers of a mistress carrying his child — Talia stands at the edge of despair. But when Empress Rhenessa of the Shadow Empire arrives in Solara, the queen begins to remember who she truly is. Rhenessa is everything Talia’s world forbids: bold, unyielding, and a woman. What begins as curiosity deepens into stolen glances, lingering touches, and secrets shared in moonlit gardens. As they uncover long-buried truths — ancient covenants between their bloodlines, secret passages binding their realms, and a legacy of vows left unfulfilled — the two women find themselves drawn not only by desire, but by fate. But Talia’s rebirth as a sovereign comes at a cost. Her husband clings to his claim, his mistress carries his heir, and the Golden Council watches every move. War with Gravemere looms, and whispers of Sun and Shadow uniting once more threaten to shatter fragile alliances. Caught between duty and desire, betrayal and rebirth, Talia must decide: remain a queen shackled by her past, or rise as the Empress she was always meant to be. And at her side — whether as ally or lover — stands the one woman who can match her fire. When shadows kiss the sun, kingdoms will burn… and from the fire, something new may rise.

Woke up in a child’s body after getting hit by a truck? Well, thanks for still being alive! You find yourself not in your familiar world—surrounded by communicators, galonet, and all the other comforts of civilization—but in a place where everyone drives smoky cars running on burning hydrocarbons? Could be worse. At least you don’t have to chase mammoths with a spear. Did the universe throw you some classic transmigrator goodies? I’ll take a hundred! What do you mean, no? Just a couple, but hefty ones… That’ll do for a start. --- This is a translation! Raw: “Ричи”

Jian rue gazed back at the ugly gray alien while stumbling and running. he clumsily tossed a stone at it "Fuck just leave me alone!!!" Suddenly a warm pair of hand grabbed his waist and tossed him over a study shoulder. "Xing yu!! let me down! you fucker!!! The said man chuckled and playfully smacked his butt. "Honey, I'm saving your life~" "I had it under control. Now, let me go!" Jian rue bit his shoulders hard until the sweet taste of blood filled his mouth. "Hiss.. baby, you're making me hard~" Jian rue froze. "W-why are you following me! why me.." Xing yu stopped running, and with a swing of his sword, the ugly tentacle alien was slayed. He gentnly pulled him down and hugged him close. Peering into his eyes, he smirked, "Because you are my betrothed,"

What if, in an alternate universe, Lord Krishna never existed during the era of the Mahabharata? What if Karna was never found by a charioteer, but was instead taken away by the Sun God, Surya, when Kunti abandoned him? Instead of being called Sutaputra or Radheya, what if he is called the son of Goddess Sangya? What if Karna’s birth was not an accident but carried a cosmic purpose? In this world, with no Lord Krishna, the enemies whom he slew, like Narakasura and Kamsa, exist... their actions bound to leave deep marks on history. And what happens to the Pandavas with no Lord Krishna to show them the way? Will they be forced to take drastic steps? How would the history turn out? This story reimagines the epic with Karna at its center, not only as a warrior caught in royal conflicts of the Kuru Dynasty, but as a man searching for the true reason behind his existence. ***** Note: This is just a fanfiction. Don't take it too seriously regarding certain events or actions of certain individuals.

A rightful heir to a throne is born, yet grows up far from the life that should have been his. Raised under a false identity, Duncan lives in a world woven with deception, hidden truths, and dangerous secrets. When the truth about his past is finally revealed, everything changes. Who stole his identity? Who is pulling the strings behind the lies? And is a throne built on deception truly worth fighting for? As Duncan uncovers long-buried conspiracies, ruthless enemies, and shocking betrayals, he must decide whether to reclaim what is rightfully his—or lose himself in the pursuit of revenge. Because in a kingdom built on lies, the truth is the most dangerous weapon of all.

Reborn as Prince Heixinggen of the Hohenzollern family's Swabian branch, he saw the coming storm of European turmoil and decided that Europe was no longer worth staying in. In East Africa, he seized land, organized immigration and development, laid the foundation through agriculture, and step by step, leveraged crises to achieve industrialization. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

In Dromo, doubt is a crime. The Valval Priesthood burns heretics in the square and calls it mercy, and the Light they wield answers only to them. Until a girl in the crowd hears it scream. Gemma is fifteen, hunted, and carrying the power the Priesthood has spent centuries trying to cage. She can hear the voice beneath the world, and it listens back. A single ring of light can stop a crossbow bolt. But when the power breaks loose, it takes something from her. A name. A face. A memory she will never get back. Aros Kevis was once the most feared man in the kingdom. He killed a king and walked away with nothing but scars. Now he has one reason left: keep the girl alive. The Priesthood’s blessed hunter is already on their trail. The rebels want Gemma as a weapon. A smiling noble is playing every side.

Within the grand halls of the Kingdom of Eskard, Irene lives like a ghost everyone pretends does not exist. Although she is the daughter of the great King, she is nothing more than "a stain upon his name" in everyone's eyes. Irene is the only princess of mixed, non-noble blood, the daughter of a maid whose entire family was massacred before her eyes by order of her own father, the King, under the pretext of treason and espionage. But the bitter truth behind their deaths was far more horrifying than anyone could bear, and far too dangerous to be revealed. The King kept her alive within the palace for years, not out of mercy as his people believed, but to use her as a bargaining chip, waiting for the perfect moment to dispose of her, just as he had done with her mother. And now, the time has come to "sell" her. He has decided to marry her off to General and Prince Lucas Theodore de Valerian of the enemy kingdom. Yet Lucas has never seen Irene as his wife. To him, she is nothing more than an additional burden that has kept him from being with the only woman he has ever loved. For Irene, however, this was not a losing bargain. It was the opportunity she had been waiting for all these years. Escaping her father's watchful eyes was the only freedom that would allow her to carry out her secret revenge from the shadows. But when the threads of fate begin to intertwine, and the abandoned princess finds herself in the heart of the enemy's den, will she remain faithful to her secret plan? And how can a heart that has known nothing but pain and revenge face a new reality such as love, a feeling it has never believed in? Will Irene succeed in bringing down the throne of the tyrant whose very name makes everyone tremble? Or will the snares of the past close around her before she can bring the curtain down on her revenge? follow my discord to find all information and update: https://discord.gg/mzHuNZwgK

Six kings, Six realms Merfolk, Witches, Lycans, Werewolves, Mankind, Demons, stood divided by nature but united by a common factor, fear- for one. Avalon - home to demons. King Eldron ruled Avalon with a cold, iron fist but it was his youngest son Prince Damiel who struck fear in the heart of all six realms. Prince Damiel is the illegitimate child of King Eldron, his mother a myth, no one knows who she is or how she came. Damiel was like a blade drawn from darkness, born with silver molten eyes, rumored to the the ashes from  hell, silver haired, red blood like lips, pale flawless skin, a sculptured face with an angels beauty and a demon intent, he was a beauty too much for this word. His shadows stretched farther than any crown, and the mere echo of his footsteps was enough to quiet enemies and silence kings. A legend whispered in trembling voices the god of war, the devil incarnate. Yet fate was never satisfied with a single terror. In Asheville, home of humans, there lived a girl too gentle for this world. Reyna, an orphan, a beauty with night black hair, ocean blue eyes, sold by hey stepmom and stepsister in the feast of selection. Where Damiel was Forged in darkness, Reyna was born in light. Where he commander fear, Reyna inspired tenderness. And destiny with a cruel careful hand, was preparing to collide their worlds

This will be my second fan fiction trilogy piece of the historical fiction drama 'My Country: The New Age' X 'Empresses In The Palace' X 'The Matchmakers' X 'Josean Attourney'. I will be incorporating Yang Se Jong's, Woo Do Hwan's & Cho Yi Hyun's works as much as possible to keep up with the 'My Country The New Age' trio for as long as I possibly can in as many lifetimes I can carry it out for. Book 2/4.

The chosen Empress Betrayal, jealousy, corruption, love and glory all for a single title ''Empress''. Xian Yue, a young woman torn from her family by plots, is sold to slave traders. Abused and mistread by her mistress, she decides to flee and ends up in the Xuyian empire. She meets Emperor Zhen Yuchen. This encounter brings challenges to achieve glory and find love... but at what cost?

I am the only son of the Dukes of Connaught and Strathearn, and the grandson of Her Majesty Queen Victoria of the British Empire. Now, in the name and honor of the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, I swear upon my life to witness and safeguard the rise of this land — to unite all the people of Australia and New Zealand under one new name, and to watch our destiny unfold together. Long live Australasia! A tale of royal legacy, ambition, and the birth of a new empire at the edge of the world. Australasia novel, historical fiction, British Empire story, Queen Victoria descendant, royal alternate history, Australia rise, New Zealand union, time of empires, colonial historical drama, House of Saxe Coburg Gotha, royal family saga, Australasia unification, Victorian era story, alternate history novel, British royalty fiction, imperial expansion novel