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Did Isla Reed just insult the nation’s famously aloof—and impossibly charming—crown prince? Oh yes, she did. And now the whole kingdom can’t stop talking about it. ___ Isla Reed never expected her bakery—and her life—to go viral overnight. All it took was one sarcastic remark about Crown Prince Dorian at a charity event, caught on camera and replayed across every screen in the kingdom. The nation laughs. The memes spread. And the prince? He’s not amused. Instead of ignoring the scandal, Dorian shows up at Isla’s bakery the next morning. What should have been a royal scolding turns into something far more complicated. He’s infuriating, arrogant, and far too curious about the woman who dared to bruise his ego. Isla wants him gone. Dorian seems determined to stay. Caught between the warmth of her flour-dusted world and the glittering chaos of the palace, Isla finds herself tangled in a romance she never asked for—one watched by millions, fueled by banter, and made dangerous by the fact that she’s falling for him. After all, insulting a prince is one thing. Loving him? That might be the biggest scandal of all. …. His eyes scanned the room like a hawk playing prince. And then, casually, "Before we begin, I'd like to raise a toast. To unexpected guests. To the bold and the brave. And to anyone who thinks calling me a 'talking haircut' on live television is a good career move." Gasps and laughter rippled through the crowd. Isla didn't blink. Instead, she reached for a glass from a nearby tray, held it up, and—without looking away—tipped it toward him. The crowd roared. Some in shock. Some in delight. Some couldn't believe she had the audacity. But she did.

Two girls become two princesses. Camilla and Violet. One fair, one dark. One wealthy, one poor. They both marry handsome princes from the powerful House of Devon. So how do their stories weave together and how did their lives take such very different paths? A compelling medieval tale of forbidden love and untamed emotions. Volume One revolves around an arrogant young prince and the terrified princess he holds captive, both burdened with a deep-seated animosity towards each other. As the plot unfolds, their shared history and the tragic fate of their families create a palpable tension between them. The author masterfully weaves a narrative of passion, fear and vulnerability, forcing the protagonists to confront their true feelings for each other. A tale of two lovers who must stop pretending they can live without each other. Volume Two is the story of fierce sibling rivalry. Of how jealousy and insecurity can drive people to do things they never imagined when power is at stake. Can anyone find joy in the House of Devon?

To claim her throne, Aurelia must win the heart of the man who should have been her husband before the equinox seals her fate. But this is not the Aurelia she knows and her sudden and strange behavior surprises everyone, especially Kael!

On the night of her sixteenth birthday, Elira witnesses the sky rip apart in flames and a star-like fragment crash into the sea. When whole world was pause, she alone feels the strange call deep within her soul. She, the girl everyone thought was ordinary, carries within her the bloodline of an ancient power that was never meant to be reborn. As kingdoms crumble and otherworldly beings descend, Elira must choose— Will she fight to save humanity from destruction… or embrace the fire within and become the very weapon that could end it all?

Shu Lan is an ordinary student who avoids being the center of attention. He lives a quiet life with few friends and no disruptions. One day, a novel titled "Between Three Empires" catches his interest. It’s an omegaverse story that’s soon to be adapted into a game. The novel follows the protagonist, Qing Shan, an omega who captivates the male leads of three empires. Together, they join forces to defeat the devil residing in the cursed land. However, before Shu Lan can find out how the story ends, he accidentally falls from a rooftop and dies. The next thing he knows, he wakes up in the body of Yang Luoya, the older brother of one of the male leads, Yang Wei. Shu Lan is horrified. If he had reincarnated as another sibling of a male lead, he might have been happy. But Yang Luoya? He’s the cruel and merciless villain doomed to a tragic end. "let's keep low profile for now" Moments later.... “…I just killed someone…”

(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!!) 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.

“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.” ~ In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’. And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit. But death didn't take me. It sent me back. I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom. But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room. Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers. In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning. But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.” He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name. My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees. Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.

[Obsessive ML, Indulgent, Forbidden Historical Romance] Read this if you crave a forbidden affair between two nobles. On the night meant to seal her fate in silk and candlelight, Caelith Emberlyn discovers her new husband cheating on her with her own cousin. Before the humiliation can swallow her whole, another man steps out of the shadows—dangerous, powerful, and far more terrifying than heartbreak. He is the feared Commander of the Shadow Imperial Guard, a man whose name alone stills the court and stains the capital with silenced dread. Where others see a cold enforcer of the throne, he sees only her—wronged, furious, and far stronger than she appears. And he offers her a choice. Stay. What her husband failed to give—loyalty, devotion, power—he vows to place in her hands in his stead. But this is no gentle rescue. Their alliance begins in secrets and smolders in the dark, a forbidden affair that could shatter reputations and topple dynasties. He is ruthless in war and relentless in love, determined to claim not only her presence at his side but the guarded heart she refuses to yield. Meanwhile, her repentant husband returns with soft words and tender promises, swearing to cherish her forever. Yet regret comes too late in a world where power is currency and affection is a battlefield. Caught between a contrite prince of light and a possessive shadow king who would burn the world to keep her, she must decide: Will she return to the safety of a love that broke her… Or step into the fire of a devotion fierce enough to consume them both?

What if your most vivid dreams weren't dreams at all, but a window into a life that isn't yours? [50 Chapters. Publishes daily as of March 12, 2026.] Since she was a baby, Vivian’s dreams have been startlingly real. She experiences the sights, the sounds, and the profound, dizzying sensation of living inside the body of an entirely different person in a world brimming with magic. But the truth is far more dangerous than an overactive imagination. Whenever she falls asleep, her consciousness swaps places with Ally, a gifted young mage in the fantastical realm of Aethelgard. It’s a phenomenon they call the Switch. Two women, bound across dimensions, living a shared existence but never able to occupy the same world at the same time. However, what started as a lifelong, disorienting secret is rapidly becoming a fight for survival. As the mysteries of their connection deepen, they draw the attention of powerful, dangerous players in both worlds—from the charming, enigmatic Alex in Vivian's reality, to the brilliantly manipulative Scholar Tristan in Ally's. With dark forces closing in, the two women must rely on their fiercely loyal protectors—Ben on Earth and Callum in Aethelgard—to help them navigate a deadly game of survival. But make no mistake: these ladies are no damsels in distress. They must unravel the ancient, cataclysmic tie that binds their souls before the shadows of one realm completely consume the other. Because the line between science and magic is fracturing, and the next time they close their eyes, they might not survive the awakening.

“Oh, my love… even in death, we will remain together. Remember, I am a man already claimed by the grave.” **** Oriana, a twenty-three-year-old, has already endured more loss than most could bear. After the tragic death of her parents…and now her only remaining hope, her elder brother, she unexpectedly becomes queen. But being queen is only the beginning: she needs a king… and love is nowhere in sight. Yet Oriana harbors a secret. Every night, she shares her bed with a mysterious ghost, her silent companion, her only solace. But now, she is married to a king—not just any king, but a powerful dragon king from a distant realm, known for his heartless nature. What happens when her spectral secret is discovered? Will he ever learn the truth? And if he does…?

In the original novel, Lillian de Valois was nothing more than a brainless villainess. Cast out by her family and despised by her fiancé, the Crown Prince, she eventually met a gruesome end at the hands of a mob for her "crimes" against the pure Saintess, Celestia. But when I woke up in Lillian’s body, I discovered a terrifying truth. Celestia is no Saintess. She is a transmigrated "player", someone who treats this world like a dating sim and the male leads like mere pawns to farm affection points. Watching these men being manipulated until their reputations were ruined and their souls shattered, I couldn't help but sigh. "Hey guys, come be friends with me instead. Let's heal those broken hearts together." I only wanted to save them to rewrite my own tragic end. I just wanted to be a good friend so we could all enjoy life in peace. But something went horribly wrong… Crown Prince Alistair: "Lillian, forget our old engagement. I will crawl on my knees if I must, just to propose to you properly." Tower Master Caspian: "My dear apprentice, no one is allowed to lay a finger on even a single strand of your hair but me." Duke Boreas: "The North is freezing, but as long as you are there, it is my only paradise." Holy Knight Dominic: "I once condemned you in the name of the Gods. Now, I offer myself as your personal blade to atone for my sins." Wait a minute! Aren't you all supposed to be the Saintess's leads? Why are you all trying to move into my house? Celestia: "Give them back to me! Why have their affection points dropped to the negatives? System, there’s a glitch! Re-evaluate!!!" Lillian: "There’s no glitch. It’s just that all your “fish” have jumped into my pond.”

"Your Father, Mother, Uncle... they are all dead. there's no one left to save you anymore." The God declared in a confident voice which had a hint of fear hidden in it "Even then, Are you still going to oppose Us, all on your own, Prince?" "Heh... indeed. They are all dead." The Prince scoffed "And you weren't exactly discreet with your plan." "What.." The Prince looked up at the 100+ figures in the sky, shaking his head "Regardless, You Already know my answer. So, let's just Get this over with." A Sword, made of pure chaotic energy manifested in his hand, "I've got a lady waiting for me." And Thus began the Devastating 1 Vs 100+ War between Gods. A war so destructive that it deserved the Name 'Ragnarok'-The War of End. -------------- I, Tyler Von Regulus Have a Hard life. Very Hard Life, in fact. I am The third prince of an entire Race, Not The First prince, not the Crown prince but the Third prince. I have an Overly Doting Mother. Not a Strict mother who will force me to study or practice sword or Magic or Force me to get stronger. And Last but not least, I am Neglected by my own Father, the King. Can you believe it?! Despite having the Finest living palace, Most delicious food, the best clothes, Tens of maids at my service and a Mother's love, I never received my Father's Love. I did not have any goals or ambition either. The life of an idle prince was just that ..Tiresome! That was Until everything changed on one not-so-special morning... I gained the foreign memories of a man from a different modern world called earth. He was A corporate slave on earth, named Nick. He had lost almost all the people he ever loved- His Aunt, Grandparents, Big brother, best friend and even his parents and was just living an empty life until one day, a Truck-kun put an end to him. From Nick's memories, I also realized that the world where I am living in, my world is actually an RPG game that Nick used to play. And I, myself am a character of that very game. Not the Hero, Not a Support role, Not even a cool Villain. I am just a Villainous mob. You know, the typical Bully guy! The type who bullies his weak classmates, and would normally be the First lucky guy to get his ass handed over by the Protagonist, within the starting 5 chapters of the story. Yeah, That would be Me. Nice to meet ya! The good news is that I don't die in the game Lore ...Maybe ? I'm not sure. Nick only played the first part of the Game and the rest? I have no memories. Which means, I don't even have the Classic cheat of every transmigrator, 'Futureproof Information'. So, Am i cooked ? Don't know? Maybe not. Since I still have Plenty of time left before the main story starts. So, I have Plenty of time left to Live, a Chill Life. So, like any typical smartass, I did the obvious! Exploring all my available options like Fleeing from the Royal palace and live a slow farming-life in the countryside or marrying myself off to a Rich lady and many other options, I have decided to be the king. Why? well, I mean.. Why not! I am a prince so why should i Not Strive for the goal of becoming a king ? And, Not to mention... [STATS WINDOW ACTIVATED!] It doesn't seem like a pipe dream.

hook... the my ameging story.... next day

Jian Ci is the light. An S-class Esper, his powers ripple with the warmth of a thousand suns, his smile a blinding beacon that draws humanity, and hope, to him like moths to a flame. He is the Sun, a magnetic force of nature, utterly unaware of the abyss that gazes back. Yu Xi is the dark. A shadow with skin, a man who walks through life with a silent, consuming emptiness, broken only by a singular, scorching singularity... Jian Ci. He is the Abyss, a dark constellation orbiting a single star, and his existence is now defined by the answer to one terrifying question. How far are you willing to go for him? Yu Xi’s response, spoken as clearly as a death sentence. “To hell and back.” This is the story of an impossible equation: Light + Darkness = ? It is a love that warps physics and morality, a descent into an obsession so profound it threatens to rip the very fabric of their world. Yu Xi knows their combination is impossible, a contradiction that should result in utter annihilation. Yet, with a quiet, terrifying devotion, he is prepared to burn the world, his own soul included, if it means securing his star.

This is a what if series depicting the events if Sasha had decided to take things differently. Each chapter is about a different scenario

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.

"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 = 5 extra chapters

In every story, there exists a protagonist star, that shields the chosen male and female leads. It bends fate itself to ensure the triumph of its chosen and those who bear it are destined to rise, to win and to be loved even if it's at the cost of someone else. Shen Xiatang was never meant to matter. She was just a disposable side character, a stepping stone, a tragedy written solely to elevate someone else’s “happy ending.” Betrayed, abandoned, and crushed beneath the overwhelming luck of those favored by the Protagonist Star, she dies with a curse on her lips that states: “In all life times, in all generations for as long as your line will be, I will make sure that your children's children and their children's children, suffer for the injustice I have faced today. I will muddy their luck so bad that they will wonder what kind of bad karma they must have accumulated to meet a calamity like me!” Whether by divine mistake or something far more sinister, her wish is granted and Shen Xiatang awakens not as a living person, but as an invisible spirit bound to people like her who were destined to be crushed by the protagonist. With revenge in her heart and terrible suggestions on her lips, join Shen Xiatang as she joins hands with those who had been destined to be cannon fodder to rewrite fate itself.

Being transmigrated wasn't in Reis's bucket list. Being so in an unpredictable world with danger lurking everywhere? Not even in his nightmare journal. So he definitely isn't thrilled when his soul is literally dragged out into a void and forced into a foreign body. Or about the blue screen of doom, trying to convince him that everything was exactly how it was supposed to be. Like hell it was right for him to be in line for the throne. Surely, Reis had run out of luck. But that didn't mean he was foolish enough to play hero. No. Why must he sacrifice his peace for something so foolish? Reis just had to wait. Until the royal family let their guard down, and he had enough money to escape far away. Just enough to escape heaven's eyes. And someone promised to help. Someone who didn't even know how to hold a human right side up. The fearsome guardian, who, for some reason, picked the weakest human to bother. It cost Reis half his mortal soul and a bit more, but what can he do? Escaping the throne is more important than dignity. Once the trouble's off his shoulder, he'd find a peaceful land to settle in and spend the rest of his mortal life lazing away. The perfect escape plan. But how is he supposed to escape from this so-called guardian again, at least before losing himself entirely? Well, not anytime soon. *** Antihero, bitter MC X Villainous, transcend level ML.