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Three kingdoms went to war over a trivial matter just after they had demarcated their enemy's territory in the north with a wall that encircled the entire northern part of the continent. A king and two queens, chosen by the gods, were reborn 1,000 years later. The wall they built still stands, but the empire, now single and ruling the world, is undergoing a power struggle due to the absence of an emperor. The three kings from the past, desiring to live in peace, are forced to return to the central continent to take the throne when a saint comes to them, having learned of their location through a vision of the gods. It is said that the saint received a vision from the gods, foretelling that the wall would collapse and the world would end, as the forces of darkness imprisoned 1,000 years ago would break free and destroy the world. This is the story of the journey of three leaders, born as triplets, as they reunite the current empire, become kings again, and gather an army to face an ancient enemy that will emerge from behind the wall. Along with several others who also received visions from the gods and were called to journey to reunite with the three kings from the past. Thanks for reading, if you like this novel, please leave comment, review and add to your collection, thank you so much.

"Lay on the bed," Athan commanded, his golden eyes glowing with a dark, possessive heat. Celeste obeyed, her silver hair spilling over the dark velvet as he loomed over her. He braced his weight above her, a shadow of power and obsidian wings. "Now," he whispered against her lips. "Spread your legs for me." Everyone calls me a mistake. In the Angel Kingdom, I am the princess without wings. A defect. A shame. So, my father did the only thing a King could do: he sold me. My buyer is Athan, the Half-Devil King. They say he is a monster who drinks the blood of his enemies. They say I won't survive my wedding night. But when Athan looks at me, he doesn't see a defect. He sees a Queen. And when my own father starts a war to destroy us, he’ll learn that his "weak" daughter is actually the most dangerous witch angel the world has ever seen.

When Lin Yaochen opened his 18th birthday present, filled with joy and anticipation, he stared in disbelief at a battered old compass. “This is my birthday gift? You’ve got to be kidding me!” he protested, convinced his parents were playing a prank on him. “This is no joke. It’s the Yao Disc. It can help you find the Five Yao Bearers,” his mother said. What was even more outrageous was that his father claimed they were superpowered beings from another world—and that Yaochen himself was burdened with the mission of seeking the Five Yao and restoring order to the Yao Realm. “Ha! That’s more ridiculous than a street juggling act. You really expect me to believe that?” But when his father tore open a rift in the air and shoved him straight into the Yao Realm, Yaochen was completely stunned. Before he could process what had happened, a voice called out to him. The speaker was none other than the family’s black dog—Mozi—the one that never seemed to age. “This has to be because I got out of bed the wrong way today… There’s no way this is real,” he muttered in disbelief. “Young master, welcome to your Journey of Seeking the Yao. I am your guide spirit beast—Mozi.” “What kind of century-long joke is this?! Why should I run around with this broken compass looking for people? I want to go home!” he shouted in frustration. “Oh, that won’t be possible,” Mozi replied cheerfully. “You can only return after you’ve found all Five Yao Bearers. So please do take this quest seriously!”

簡介 林曜辰滿懷喜悦與期待的打開18歲的生日禮物時，他目證口呆的看著一只破羅盤。 「這就是我的生日禮物，別開玩笑了！」他質疑是父母親故意作弄他。 「不是開玩笑，這是曜盤，它能幫助你找到五曜之人。」 母親說。 更扯的是父親居然說他們是異世界來的異能者，他身上背負著尋曜及整頓曜界的任務。 「呵呵，這比扯鈴還扯，你們以為我會信嗎？」 可當父親在空氣中劃出一道界縫來還莫名其妙的將他推進曜界，他整個人懵逼了，直到被一道聲音喚醒，而出聲的居然是家裡那隻不會變老的黑狗（墨子） 「一定是今天起床的姿勢不對，不然怎麼可能會發生這種事呢？」他不可置信地喃喃自語。 「少爺，歡迎踏上尋曜之旅，我是您的導遊靈獸--墨子。」 「開什麼世紀玩笑，我為什麼要拿著這破羅盤到處找人，我要回家！」他氣得直跳腳。 「噢！那沒辦法呦，除非您找齊五曜之人才能回去的，請您認真找人吧！」

Nikita's Mysterious Identity: Nikita is no ordinary girl; her sky-blue hair and sky-blue eyes hint at a dormant magical power. Furthermore, her vampire-like fangs and her bond with the blue snake prove that she possesses powers belonging to a dark or mystical realm. The King's Secret Identity: The King does not have typical human pupils; instead, his eyes are sharp and piercing like a cat's. The mysterious scar on his face and his calm reaction to Nikita’s transformation suggest that he knows secrets about her past that she has yet to discover. The Connection to the Past: A major question remains whether this King is directly linked to the forest mystery and the "cat-eyes" Nikita remembers from her childhood. There is a deep, hidden purpose behind why he has confined her and why he feels such an intense pull toward her. Time Travel & Illusion vs. Reality: This is not just a world inside a magical book—it is a journey through Time Travel. There is a constant suspense over whether Nikita has traveled from the present to the past or if she is trapped in a cycle where she is destined to return. The King’s familiar gaze suggests he has been waiting for her for ages.

#PossessiveAlpha #SharpTonguedOmega #RoyalCourt #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurn #ABO #Mpreg #EliteGuards #KnifeDuke #ScandalRomance #DepartmentOfSpite The Emperor’s bloodhound knows only how to hunt and he’s found a very interesting new prey. Gregoris Frasner doesn’t do polite conversation or slow dances. He doesn’t charm at banquets or linger for court gossip. He kills when ordered, tracks threats no one else can see, and sleeps better when his hands are stained with something real. His loyalty belongs to the Emperor and his Consort. Everything else is temporary. Until Rafael Rosenroth. Rafael was supposed to stay out of this. He’d spent years avoiding his mother’s arranged marriages, carefully balancing court expectations with just enough distance to be safe. But after one too many incidents, he was drafted into Gabriel’s infamous “Department of Spite,” where diplomacy is sharp, everything is weaponized, and affection is more dangerous than betrayal. But fate and Alexandra pushed him right into the depths of hell. What began as a joke turned into an obsessive alpha and an omega who wants nothing to do with him. Books order: Bound by the Mark of Lies (BL) Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega

In a land divided by elements and ruled by powerful lords blessed by ancient gods- Ignarion- god of fire. Vireon -god of storms. Caelion- god of wind. Neryth-goddess of ice and water. And Thalor- god of earth. Every alliance forged and every oath sworn carries the weight of divine power... and ancient prophecy. For centuries, each lord has coveted more power, more dominion, and more control. One spark is all it takes to ignite war. Born of fire, Aurelia Flameborne was once the pride and beloved daughter of Ashmere. A beautiful warrior princess, destined for greatness and betrothed to Neris Winterbourne, the cold and noble Lord of Winter. All of that shatters the day the witch Ishara curses her. After the devastating War of Ashmere, Her face becomes scarred, her magic fractures, and her family locks her away in the tallest tower, too ashamed to let the world see what she has become. Even her fiancé, the Lord of Winter, abandons her for another. But destiny refuses to let her fade. When whispers from the North threaten to end her engagement, Aurelia's heart shatters. But before her world crumbles completely, a storm rises. Valerian Stormborne, the ambitious and enigmatic Lord of Thunder, steps forward to claim her. Now bound to a tempest, Aurelia finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, political games, and the unexpected warmth of love from her tempestuous husband… and her husband's son who calls her mother. But beneath the surface of mortal schemes, the gods begin to stir. Buried deep in the ashes of Caelmont lies an ancient prophecy: A child blessed by all five gods, born of powers that should never mix, will either unite the fractured realms… or bring about their ruin. Now, every Lord wants that child. Every kingdom seeks to control fate. But the gods? They have plans of their own. Now Aurelia stands at the center of obsession and war. The Lord of Winter who rejected her wants her back. The Lord of Wind hides desire behind a cunning smile. Her sister, plots from the shadows. And Valerian, the man who swore she'd "never be a wife," to him begins to burn for her with a passion he cannot control. Caught between storms, gods, and a love that could destroy kingdoms, Aurelia must rise—or the realms will fall.

A boy, after being involved in drama, then decides with nothing else to do, to join The Witchers Club, and when hes invited to go splunking in the middle of the night with the club, what will he do when theres a little to much magic.....

Three years ago, the Zahryssar Empire saved the Northern Kingdom of Thalryn from absolute annihilation. In gratitude—and desperation—Duke Veyrhold of Thalryn swore a vow to the Coiled Throne: he would send a bride to the Serpent Emperor. But gratitude soon turned to fear. The ruler of Zahryssar, Zeramet Karash, Prime Alpha of a bloodline, was rumored to be a monster—the Serpent King who wiped out his own bloodline, a ruler no consort had ever survived, and a sovereign who could erase a person’s very identity. No omega stepped forward and the promise remained unfulfilled. Until Zahryssar demanded payment. “If I could save your kingdom,” the Emperor declared, “I can erase it just as easily.” With war threatening once more and innocent lives at stake, the Duke made a final choice to send his own omega daughter—only to be refused by her; she chose death over being sent to a monster. And then, his son stepped forward. Levin Veyrhold, Alpha heir of House Veyrhold—warrior, future heir of Veyrhold—offered himself instead. No Omega could survive the Serpent Emperor… but perhaps an Alpha could. In a world where vows are law, power is biology, and love is the most dangerous defiance of all, can Levin Veyrhold survive the serpent emperor?

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!

Akira "G6" Gemstone—infamous assassin, ruthless pragmatist, and unexpected fan of tragic romance—finds herself reincarnated as the very villainess whose story she once mocked: Reise Worthon, the Wicked Rose. In the pages of The Wonder of a Wonderful World, Reise was doomed to die heartbroken, scorned by the prince she loved. But G6 doesn't do tragic endings. "She was written to die. Too bad she’s the one who usually does the reaping." Armed with skills of a killer and a temper sharper than any blade, she rewrites the script.

#DarkRomance #PossessiveAlpha #FeistyOmega #RoyalCourt #SlowBurnBond #Mpreg #ABO #Yaoi #Collar #Dominant The Mad King of Saha stands seven-foot-three, ruling a sleek modern empire with a reputation for brilliance and madness. He lost one mate to his brother-in-arms and swore never again. Then a wedding, a poisoned glass… and Christopher Malek. A sharp-tongued stand-in server who thinks he saves a king but only blows his own cover: he’s a dominant omega, unmarked and unbonded. Will a mad king and a hidden omega bend toward each other… or will the court tear them apart before a bond can even form? Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King

I was murdered by the two people I loved most—my fiance and my stepsister. Sickly, weak, and foolishly kind, I couldn’t even fight back. As I lay dying, I remembered all the novels I used to read—stories where villainesses lived fiercely, beautifully, without regret. I wished I could be like them. Then a voice echoed in the darkness. "Congratulations, host. You’ve been chosen for the Villainess System." Now, I’ve been reborn in a new world—strong, powerful, and feared. This time, I won’t be the victim. I’ll be the villainess… and I’ll decide how this story ends.

A University of Secrets. A Guardian in the Shadows. A Bloodline Worth Killing For. Lavanya Reiman thought she was just an ordinary girl escaping a tragic past when she was accepted into the prestigious Parker Owen Royal Academy. But the misty town of Lapengo holds more than just academic promise—it hides a world of ancient magic and deadly creatures that most humans never see. From the moment she arrives, Lavanya is watched. Not just by the shadows lurking in the forest, but by June Win—a cold, captivating senior with eyes like deep ocean water and a secret that ties him to her very soul. As monstrous attacks threaten her life and a dark figure known only as "Lord" hunts for her, Lavanya discovers the terrifying truth: she is the heir to a supernatural legacy she never asked for. Forced to choose between the safety of her childhood best friend, Rihaan, and the dangerous allure of June’s world, Lavanya must unlock the power dormant in her blood—before it’s drained from her veins. In a world where nightmares walk by day, falling in love might be the most dangerous move of all.

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

“Oh my god! The prince sent an invitation for the upcoming royal ball!” Eleanor exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement as she waved the golden-sealed letter in her hand. “The royal ball!?” Anna and Cindy squealed, nearly toppling over their chair in delight. “Shh! We don’t want Ella to hear about this,” Eleanor hissed, glancing nervously over her shoulder. And there she was, Ella, standing by the doorway with her eyes gleaming, ready to pounce on anyone in sight. “Did someone say balls?” Ella grinned widely, her smile wide enough to make her mother and sister flinch. “No, no—it’s a royal ball, a ball. It’s where people… dance,” Eleanor stammered, her voice faltering. “Well, then,” Ella said, her grin stretching further, “there’s going to be a lot of balls there.” And with that, Ella darted to her room, already rummaging through her drawers. Ella wasn’t just dreaming of going to the royal ball— she dreams of every ball. In a kingdom obsessed with beauty and perfection, Ella, long ridiculed as the “ugly half-sister,” has spent her life in the shadows of her graceful and adored sisters. However, Ella never allowed mockery to pierce her strange, unbothered world. She focused on the hobby that kept growing—collecting balls and other round-shaped items. When the royal family announced the grand ball to find a bride for their prince, Eleanor’s heart sank. She feared Ella’s oddities might bring embarrassment to their family. Desperate to uphold their name, Eleanor resolved to turn her awkward daughter into a refined young lady, no matter how severe the training. “Posture, Ella! You’re not a hunchbacked scarecrow!” “Smile softly, not like you’re about to eat someone!” But despite Eleanor’s strict lessons, Ella’s wild grin never faded. It only sharpened. When the night of the royal ball finally arrived, the palace glimmered under crystal chandeliers. The prince stood poised, the very image of perfection, until the grand doors opened. Ella entered, her gown shimmering with hundreds of tiny glass spheres sewn into the fabric, catching every flicker of light. The room fell silent as a faint, musical clinking echoed with each step she took. The prince turned, his flawless gaze locking with hers. Ella smiled, leaning close enough for only him to hear. “I’ve always loved balls,” she whispered. The prince’s lips parted slightly, his polished smile faltering as if he wasn’t quite sure what he was looking at. Ella tilted her head, her grin fierce and unrestrained. Then, the grand doors opened again. Gasps rippled through the crowd like a wave breaking on marble. With that, a mysterious woman in a simpler dress entered.

In the original story, Seraphine of House Aurelian was the "perfect" villainess—a woman raised to be the Empire's next empress until a Saintess stole the sun from her sky. For her envy and pride, the Goddess marked her with a necrotic "Ink Curse" and she was exiled to the Forbidden Forest, a place where no one survives. Two years later, Seraphine has become a "forest ghost," hiding her face and her shame behind a mask of cold indifference. Her solitude is shattered when Prince Kael of Valenor crashes into her clearing. Kael doesn't see a villainess; he sees a woman of startling emerald eyes and hidden brilliance. The story follows Seraphine’s slow journey from self-loathing to healing as Kael’s unconditional warmth begins to melt her icy walls. But as the "Ink" on her skin begins to change color based on her heart, the world she fled—the Saintess, her regretful family, and her former fiancé—comes searching for the girl they once threw away. It is a tale of how love does not just hide the ink, but rewrites the entire story.

Tensei-go no bōken My worn-out high school routine shattered the moment my body gave out on the bus. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. Darkness swallowed everything. I thought I would wake up in a hospital, surrounded by doctors and fluorescent lights. Instead, I opened my eyes in a lavish mansion. And in someone else’s body. Now I’m trapped in the frail form of the Roosevelt family’s heir, a boy I’ve never met. His family greets me with relief that feels far too rehearsed. His mother watches every tiny movement, calculating and unreadable, while his twin sisters hover with anxious smiles that never reach their eyes, as if they’re hiding something they’re terrified to reveal. People whisper about a “black bone,” a forbidden transformation, and why I’m barred from the Royal Tournament. Whatever the original heir did, whatever he suffered, the consequences are now mine to bear. Fragments of his memories bleed into my mind. Flashes of pain. Fear. A secret he carried alone. I have to navigate this world of divine symbols and inherited power while pretending I know what I’m doing, pretending to be him when I barely even know his name. This house is full of secrets. This world is shaped by power. And one question won’t leave me alone. What happened to the boy whose life is now mine? https://discord.gg/extsbKM5rM join for more information and fun

Seraphina Vale dies in chains on what was supposed to be her wedding day—executed as a traitor while the crown prince she loved smiles, and her “innocent” stepsister sheds perfect, practiced tears beside him. Then she wakes three years earlier, back at the Spring Selection Ball, drenched in wine and humiliation—the night her life was ruined from the start. This time, Seraphina won’t beg or explain. She rejects the prince in front of the court and claims the only man powerful enough to stop what’s coming: Duke Kael Rivenhart, the Black Duke—the empire’s deadliest weapon, and the executioner who ended her last life. She hates him because he killed her, but needs him because his name alone can make her enemies hesitate. With a contract engagement as her shield, Seraphina races to expose the forged confession, the staged “demon pact,” and the conspiracy that will destroy her family and crown her stepsister. But the closer she gets to the truth, the more she realizes the prince isn’t the only monster hunting her—and the Black Duke didn’t choose her by accident. To survive, she’ll have to become more dangerous than those who killed her… and if she wants revenge, she’ll have to marry it.

Worlds apart. Two people from existences so distant they seem to belong to different universes collide. Gowon, a modern Crown Prince wielding absolute power, and Sunmi, a maid who entered the royal court through a mysterious, anonymous recommendation. From the very moment they meet, an inexplicable revulsion takes hold, driving them to loathe one another. Though they wish never to cross paths again, the cruel thread of fate pulls them back together. Lost within the palace, she stumbles into his private study. Hiding in the shadows at the sound of approaching footsteps, she uncovers a terrifying secret harbored by the Crown Prince. Caught between truth and lies, a contractual relationship is forged within that secret—and from it, a dark, crimson love begins to bloom.