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Rahul ke haath kaanp rahe the. Uske dimaag mein bas ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi — “Lalita mar chuki hai…” Rahul ne turant phone uthaya aur us number par dobara call kiya. Lekin is baar phone switch off tha. Rahul ko samajh nahi aa raha tha kya sach hai aur kya jhooth. Us raat Rahul so nahi paya. Raat ke lagbhag 2 baje Rahul ka phone achanak vibrate hua. Screen par ek message aaya. Sender ka naam dekhte hi Rahul ka dil ruk sa gaya. Lalita. Message mein sirf itna likha tha: “Rahul… purane haveli ke paas mat jaana… wahan sab jhooth hai.” Rahul ki saanse tez ho gayi. Usko yaad aaya — us aadmi ne phone par kaha tha ki Lalita mar chuki hai. Lekin agar woh mar chuki hai… toh message kaun bhej raha hai? Rahul ne decide kiya ki sach pata karna hi padega. Agle din Rahul gaon ke ek buddhe aadmi ke paas gaya jo gaon ki purani kahaniyan jaanta tha. Rahul ne usse poocha: “Chacha… kya aap Lalita ko jaante the?” Buddhe aadmi ka chehra ekdum serious ho gaya. Usne dheere se poocha: “Tum Lalita ko kaise jaante ho?” Rahul ne saari baat bata di — library, baatein, mandir aur phone. Yeh sunte hi buddhe aadmi ke haath se chai ka cup gir gaya. Woh dheere se bola: “Beta… Lalita bahut achchi ladki thi… lekin uski maut normal nahi thi.” Rahul ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. “Matlab?” Buddha aadmi Rahul ke paas jhuk kar dheere se bola: “3 saal pehle… Lalita ki laash usi purani haveli ke andar mili thi.” Rahul ke pairon tale zameen khisak gayi. “Lekin sabse ajeeb baat pata hai?” Rahul ne ghabra kar poocha: “Kya?” Buddha aadmi dheere se bola: “Uski maut ke baad bhi kai logon ne usko haveli ke aas-paas dekhne ka daawa kiya hai.” Rahul ki saanse ruk si gayi. Usne turant phone nikala. Tabhi ek aur message aaya. Phir se Lalita. Message mein likha tha: “Rahul… agar tum mujhse sach mein pyaar karte ho… toh aaj raat 12 baje haveli aa jana.” Rahul ka dil aur dimaag dono lad rahe the. Ek taraf darr tha… Dusri taraf Lalita. Raat ke 11:50 par Rahul haveli ke bahar khada tha. Haveli puri andheri thi. Darwaza aadha khula hua tha… aur hawa se chee… chee… ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Rahul ne himmat karke darwaza dhakka diya. Andar sab kuch purana aur dhool se bhara hua tha. Tabhi usko seedhiyon ke upar kisi ke chalne ki awaaz aayi. Tap… Tap… Tap… Rahul dheere-dheere seedhiyan chadne laga. Aur jaise hi woh upar pahucha… Usne dekha… Safed suit mein koi ladki khadi thi. Rahul ka dil ruk gaya. Woh dheere se bola: “Lalita…?” Ladki dheere-dheere mudhi… Aur uska chehra dekhte hi Rahul ki cheekh nikal gayi. Kyuki… Woh Lalita thi… lekin uski aankhen bilkul kaali thi. Aur usne dheere se kaha: “Rahul… tumhe yahan nahi aana chahiye tha.” Tabhi achanak Rahul ke peeche se kisi ne zor se darwaza band kar diya. Rahul ne mud kar dekha… Aur andhere mein 3 aur log khade the. Unme se ek aadmi bola: “Aakhir tum aa hi gaye Rahul… ab tumhe Lalita ki maut ka sach pata chalega.” Rahul ka dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Lekin usko abhi tak ek baat samajh nahi aa rahi thi… Agar Lalita mar chuki thi… Toh uske saamne khadi yeh ladki kaun thi…?Phir ek raat Rahul ko Lalita ka message aaya: “Kal shaam 7 baje purane mandir ke paas milna. Mujhe tumse kuch zaroori baat karni hai.” Rahul agle din bahut excited tha. Shaam 7 baje woh mandir pahunch gaya. Lekin Lalita wahan nahi thi. Rahul ne phone kiya — phone band. Usne socha shayad woh late ho rahi hogi. 30 minute… 1 ghanta… Lalita nahi aayi. Rahul ghar laut aaya, lekin us raat usko neend nahi aayi. Agle din Rahul college gaya. Usne sabse poocha — “Lalita kahan hai?” Lekin kisi ko Lalita ke baare mein kuch pata hi nahi tha. Rahul hairan ho gaya. Usne library ke register mein Lalita ka naam dhoondha… Lekin wahan bhi Lalita ka naam nahi tha. Jaise woh kabhi college mein thi hi nahi. Rahul ka dimaag ghoomne laga. Usne us number par phir call kiya jisse Lalita baat karti thi. Is baar phone kisi aur ne uthaya. Ek aadmi ki awaaz aayi: “Tum Rahul ho?” Rahul ghabra gaya. “Haan… Lalita kahan hai?” Kuch seconds tak phone par khamoshi rahi. Phir aadmi ne dheere se kaha: “Tumhe sa

Romantasy with Slow-Burn Clean Romance and Political Sci-Fi-Elements. This is a translation of the German original version. Arriving on Earth, Saturn Princess Evlina and her delegation meet Prince Kashion – dutiful, charming, and just a little distant. But the free-spirited servant Prior brings fresh energy to the palace and throws Kashion off balance. Between diplomatic talks, courtly splendor, and intense Cheqi matches, friendships, tiny jealousies, and first tender feelings emerge. Every move on the Cheqi board could decide more than expected – hearts, trust, and perhaps even the future of two worlds.

#DarkRomance #ModernRoyalty #PossessiveAlpha #DominantOmega #AlphaDominant #RoyalCourt #ForcedEngagement #SlowBurn #ABO #PowerImbalance #ChosenMate #PoliticalMarriage Dean Fitzgeralt has spent his life protected by power, choice, and the careful distance his family built around him. As a dominant omega born into one of the Empire’s most influential houses, he knows what the world expects of him and how carefully those expectations must be managed. When political pressure closes in, Dean makes a choice meant to end a growing diplomatic standoff: he accepts an engagement to Crown Prince Arion of Alamina without truly knowing the man behind the proposal. Arion is a dominant alpha whose power comes with a brutal truth: without a mate, he is dangerously close to madness. If he goes berserk, entire regions could pay the price. Dean is the only solution. Now bound by his choice, Dean must leave everything familiar behind and step into Alamina’s court, where patience is lethal, possession is quiet but absolute, and Arion’s restraint rests on him alone. He chose this willingly. What he didn’t know was how dangerous being chosen back would be. Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King Taming the Wild Beast of Alamina

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.

Li Daoxuan received a strange scenic box. Inside the box, there was an ancient village, and a group of plastic figures, holding swords and knives, hacking and slashing through the village. He bent his finger and flicked it towards a most conspicuous figure... Late in the Ming Dynasty, in Shaanxi, there was a great drought in the land. A gang of mountain bandits was looting, burning, killing, and plundering in the village. A poor maiden was about to be killed under a mountain bandit's blade. Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out from the clouds, bent a finger, flicked it, and the mountain bandit was flung several dozen yards away.

Day 1 Sakshi ek 16 saal ki ladki hai jo apne school ke result ko lekar kaafi stressed hoti hai. Subah se hi usko tension hoti hai ki uske marks kaise aayenge. School mein apni best friend Riya ke saath bhi wo nervous rehti hai. Jab result aata hai, Sakshi ko 84% milte hain. Yeh marks theek hote hain, lekin uske expectations aur uske parents ki expectations se kam hote hain. Is wajah se wo khush nahi hoti. Ghar aane par uski mummy bhi kehti hain ki marks aur better ho sakte the, jo Sakshi ko aur hurt karta hai. Raat ko Sakshi apni diary mein likhti hai ki shayad wo utni strong nahi hai jitna wo dikhati hai, lekin shayad yeh ek nayi shuruaat hai.

[COMPLETED] . [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!

Hermi did not volunteer for this marriage. She is a royal bastard, hunted down by a father she has never met, then handed off to a foreign king whose name is whispered like a curse. A perfectly efficient solution for everyone involved. Except Hermi. That foreign king rules a wasteland so barren and forsaken that the six surrounding kingdoms use it as a dumping ground for criminals and exiles. He is rumored to be a tyrant. Every princess sent before her is said to have died within months. Hermi's expectations are, understandably, low. She arrives with exactly one goal: survive long enough to burn her home kingdom to the ground. A modest ambition, all things considered. Survival, however, turns out to be complicated. The land is hostile. Her husband runs cold and scorching in equal measure. The crown on her head feels less like power, and more like a very formal death sentence. Then, somewhere between a wasteland and a husband who wouldn't stop watching her, Hermi awakens something the continent hasn't seen in thousands of years. A magic so ancient and absolute it rewrites the rules of the world. The kind that makes kingdoms nervous. The kind that makes alliances form overnight. Hermi arrived in the wasteland to start a war. She didn't expect to become the reason the entire world has no choice but to declare one against her. — Tags: Dark Romantasy, Morally Grey, Political Intrigue, Kingdom Building, Power Couple, Slow Burn, War, Dragons, Monster Hunt, Magic System, Level Up, Power Growth — Warning: Explicit Gore and Sexual Content

Noah is a transmigrator who arrived in the Britain of the Type-Moon world, becoming a subordinate of the famous witch, Morgan. At this moment, Merlin has just announced the matter of the Sword in the Stone, declaring that "he who pulls out this sword shall be the divinely chosen king." However, Morgan has long seen through Merlin's trickery and orders Noah to take this opportunity to infiltrate the enemy's ranks as a knight and find the right moment to assassinate the new king. Knowing the plot, Noah is aware that Morgan sent many "assassins" who eventually surrendered and even became Knights of the Round Table, so he agrees to go. According to his plan, he was supposed to fail in his assassination of Artoria and then naturally transition into becoming a Knight of the Round Table. But... Holding the Sword in the Stone and watching the knights below immediately pledge their loyalty to him, even Noah doesn't know what to say. It turns out... I'm the new king?

Forced into marriage under unknown circumstances, Cassia is brought into the Duke’s world with no way out. What begins as obligation quickly turns into something far more complicated. The Duke is distant, commanding, and impossible to ignore. The closer she gets, the stronger the pull becomes, even when every instinct tells her to resist. In a place where power decides everything, Cassia must learn one truth quickly. Not every desire is her own.

A lonely boy from modern Japan, Hayama Ren, dies in an accident and is reborn as Lucien Kael von Kurothar, heir to the most powerful noble house in the Black Dragon Empire. Gifted with limitless potential and a mysterious system, he grows into an unmatched prodigy in both magic and swordsmanship. As political tensions rise and the Demon Lord’s shadow looms, Lucien must navigate power, alliances, and destiny—shaping a future that could change the entire world.

A modern royal setting, the male lead has a leg disability. Five years ago, their statuses were worlds apart. He was the Prince of a nation and she was a commoner; they were fated to end in divorce. When others mocked her for marrying a cripple, she would only give a faint smile. When they divorced, he gripped her chin and demanded, "Am I..." Five years later, they met again. The next day, he came with money to pester her relentlessly.

The world did not end in a single moment. It crumbled piece by piece. Not because humanity was weak, but because it realized the truth too late. Pryan Gwanar lived long enough to watch it all disappear his land, his people, his family, until even hope was crushed by forces no human could stand against. When death finally reached him, it did not come alone. He was offered a choice. To return. Pryan awakens in his childhood, years before the end begins, carrying memories of failure, regret, and a future that no longer exists. This time, he does not chase glory or revenge. He understands now that strength alone was never enough—and that the world cannot be saved by a single blade. So he prepares. Quietly. Carefully. Without letting anyone notice. But the past does not unfold as it once did. Events shift. Shadows move too early. As unseen forces begin to interfere, Pryan realizes something is wrong. Returning has made him visible to those who should not yet exist. The path he once failed to walk now hides dangers that were never there before. This is not a story about a hero destined to save the world. It is a story about restraint, consequence, and the choices that must be made before the end arrives again.

After entering the book, Gu Lan became the unruly Young Master in the Imperial Family! Beating up the Prince, angrily rebutting the Crown Prince, flirting with the Princess, insulting the Empress Dowager, turning the mischievous Princely Heir into a compliant child, and being ambiguously involved with the Prince raised in the Imperial Court, earning himself the title of the Capital City's top wastrel and Dayan's biggest freeloader. But later, the Young Master could govern the country with his scholarly talents and command the battlefield with his martial skills, becoming the pillar of the state! ...... In order to escape her cannon fodder fate, Gu Lan disguised as a man, studied diligently, and strove to become the most handsome young man in the Capital City. But why does that Regent King, who only focuses on career and not on feelings, insist on forming a sworn brotherhood with her? Wait, is it a matrimonial bow? One day--- The Young Master asked, tearfully: Isn't the Regent King uninterested in women? The Regent King pressed closer: What I'm interested in is men. The Young Master said: Great, I'm a woman! The Regent King threw away the incense burner and changed into wedding attire: Then no sworn brotherhood, let's wed. [Female disguise as male, enter the book 1V1, strong couple plot]

"Your Father, Mother, Uncle... they are all dead. there's no one to protect you anymore. Even then, Are you still going to fight against us, more than a hundred Gods, all on your own, Prince?" The golden God declared with a confident voice which had a hint of fear hidden in it. "Heh... indeed. They are all dead." A handsome Purple eyed God murmured with a scoff "And you know what? I know very well who was responsible for that." The Purple God looked up at the 100+ figures in the sky "You Already know my answer. So, let's just Get this over with. I've got a lady waiting." And Started 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 Nation, Not The First prince or 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. I am Neglected by my own Father, the king. Despite having the Finest living place, Most delicious food, the best clothes, Tens of maids at my service, best books on various topics and a Mother's love, I never received my Father's Love. I did not have any goals or ambition. 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 world, a modern world called earth. He was A corporate slave on earth, named Nick, Who 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, he got hit by a truck. 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 My character doesn't die in the game ...I think ? 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, 'The Information of the future'. 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. So, like any typical smartass, After 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. ---------------- A/N: This story will heavily focus on Several things like action, adventures, slice-of-life etc. The first part will focus a lot on the SOL aspect. And please leave comments and read at your own risks. P.S: The pacing might seem a bit slow at first, So I would Recommend you to keep your patience. But since the chapters are not really super long, it should be a piece of cake for an experienced reader like you, Right ? ...or not ?

After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

My name is Chen Mo, a gaming nerd. Recently, I've been obsessed with a single-player game called "Absolute Immortal" and have defeated the final boss, [Lady Yu], over a hundred times using cheats. Then, I transmigrated. I became Lady Yu's lackey. On my first day at work, why does it feel like Her Majesty is looking at me strangely...? ... My name is Yu Youhan, Imperial Consort of the Yuan Dynasty, with immense cultivation power, dominating the nine provinces. I recently had a 'dream'. In the dream, I was wantonly tormented by a man, utterly powerless. I initially thought it was a mistake in my cultivation, thus giving rise to a heart demon, until that 'inner demon' appeared right in front of me... ... Within the high walls of the deep palace. 'There are many ways to conquer a heart demon, it doesn't necessarily have to be through force...' 'Your Majesty, I, I admit defeat!' 'Who allowed you to admit defeat? Dare to defy this palace, and you'll be punished for another hour!' '...'

In an era brimming with noise, where danger and opportunity coexist, the practice of martial arts, various folk customs, strange tales, taboos, imperial courts, and the world of martial artists abound. Among these are the grandmasters, magical duels, ghostly encounters, divinations, invoking the divine, ritual plays, esoteric Buddhism, and the pursuit of immortality. In this diverse and complex world, where the three teachings intermingle and all kinds of people abound, the sphere of mysticism is filled with folklores and bizarre stories. It's a tumultuous time, where danger and opportunity exist side by side. Striding with his saber, Li Yan is determined to dispel all evil and embrace a world free from any taboo!

Jeremy, son of a wealthy family, was just busy enjoying his peaceful life. But all of a sudden, he was transmigrated into the body of Jeremiah de Thorne from the novel “The Troubles of the Nobilities”. It is a story written by his friend about the bloody political struggles between the empire’s powerful figures. But after Jeremy transmigrated…the strict prime minister known for his hard-to-please personality, the crown prince of the empire who was supposedly a dangerous and bloodthirsty person, the bishop from the church who was known for his solitary attitude, and the magic tower master who was said to be a crazy mysterious figure…they are all…not as bad as what the novel described them? Yes, they are all very good people! That is Jeremy’s assessment of the key characters of the supposedly bloody novel he is currently in.

Starring Hope Mikaelson and the son of the Dark One & Regina Mills