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Born under an ancient prophecy, Amira of Uzazzu lives quietly—until she is forced into marriage with the cruel King of Kano. His hidden, treacherous plans soon come to light, and in a moment of fury, Amira’s dormant warrior spirit awakens. But her defiance sparks a war that costs her father’s life. Branded by guilt and hunted by fate, Amira must decide: will she seize the crown and restore her honor, or be cast aside for the very act that saved her people? When the prophecy demands blood and sacrifice, only one question remains—can Amira embrace the full, terrifying power of her destiny?

Excerpt Aristia could not help but stare at the platinum blonde a few steps in front of her. She seemed to sparkle with a glow that drew people in around her. Something that only happened to the main character of a novel. [Is that stupid book sure I'm the female lead?] She thought, her jaws almost going slack. At this point, she was sure she was deluding herself— or the book was deluding her. She didn't know why, but she already disliked the girl. [This is definitely not jealousy.] She rubbed her brows, watching how the innocent, naive looking girl exuding female lead aura was being flocked around already by others despite her low status. "F*ck, I'm really in deep shit!" — Aristia Andrews had just returned home from work and prepared to go to sleep, when she was given a novel. Nothing strange about that though, huh? But just after she had completed the novel, she woke up to find herself tossed into a whole new world. Taken from her world and the life she deemed perfect, and tossed into a not-so-ideal world. She becomes Aristia Amberale, the beloved five year old daughter of the only Grand Duke and Imperial Prince of the kingdom, said to be loved by all in the kingdom. Now part of royalty, she has to get accustomed to living in a backward world of Kings and Queens, Dukes, Marquises, Earls, Viscounts and Barons. Just the titles and hierarchy were enough to make her smart head spin. With beautiful and loving parents and relatives, a hopelessly adorable younger brother who just might be a sis-con, loyal-to-the-death servants, and a smart brain, join Aristia as she enjoys eating and making delicious cuisines, forms unique friendships, and creates successful businesses. However, she finds all is not as she thought it was; there just might be something bigger than she expected that the book did not reveal— something that could turn her well balanced world upside down. First of all, she discovers that her character is actually hated and not loved. Then, she finds out she's not really the female lead. Now... she has a lot of mysteries surrounding her to unfold, secrets to uncover, and a sad fate to avoid. But... "Hey, why are you looking at me with those eyes? The female lead is over there." "You, stop following me around, will you? You're supposed to hate me!" "Stay back, all of you! What's wrong with you?!" But most importantly... why are these obviously important characters not leaving her alone? And why was the cold, unloving soon-to-be Emperor husband of that powerful Empire paying attention to her instead of the female lead? It wasn't supposed to be like this...

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

[Snow White and the (not) Evil Queen] I present to you a retelling of a fairy tale we all know. A story full of twists and turns, combining fantasy and romance, with psychological themes, elements of magic and demons! How could it be all in one? You'll have to read to get it all. [From the story] The princess shivered and brought her mouth close to the blonde's ear: "Did you think I wouldn't notice? Don't be embarrassed... I've been harboring inappropriate thoughts for a long time." ~•~•~•~•~ "My dear, I ask your forgiveness, for I am human like others, a victim of passions and sins." And she concluded solemnly, lowering her head to the princess's. Their mouths met: Snow White's lips were indeed cold, but soft, as the queen had always imagined. ~•~•~•~•~

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer, an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general whose face haunted her every nightmare, the man who tore her world apart. But just as the final strike neared… the world shattered. She woke in a savage, ancient realm where kings ruled with iron fists and war devoured the innocent. Her body? That of a thirteen-year-old. Her fate? Sold to traffickers, bound for hell by a family member's design. Big mistake. They expected a victim. She gave them hell. Every brutal lesson, every violent instinct...she unleashed them all and carved her way to freedom. In the depths of that strange, dangerous world, she met a reclusive martial arts master, one whose power defied reason, whose teachings broke her and rebuilt her again. But nothing could prepare her for the revelation that came next: The man she was born to kill... was here. In this world. And he was her father. By blood. By fate. The General! Then, deep in the wilds of Mount Ourea, she saved a dying soldier from the clutches of Hades. But he wasn’t just a soldier. He was a prince, the heir to a kingdom, but deprived of his birthright.  He was wounded on a secret mission to crush the rebels tearing his kingdom apart. To the prince, she was: A woman disguised as a man. A healer who knew the way of the sword. A mystery wrapped in secrets and shadows. The most intriguing enigma of his life. Will she be the weapon they made her—or the legend she was born to become?

Who is she in this life? A bride, a pawn… or just a substitute for someone who will never come? Rosy, a girl cast out by her own family, had her identity switched to be married into a noble household. A wedding with no invitations, no blessings only the cold binding from a man named Captian Anderson, the ruthless CEO behind the largest corporation holding the key to the entire banking and finance industry. Forced into marriage to save her family’s failing company, Rosy had no idea she was stepping into a maze of conspiracies, deceitful pasts, and chilling secrets no one had ever spoken of. She must live with a man rumored to be incapable of feeling, someone whose eyes reflect no emotion, yet always see through her as if he has known her for a very long time. Between love and control, trust and lies, Rosy has no choice but to stand up and reclaim herself, even when the love that begins to blossom may become the greatest threat of all. "To survive this velvet prison, she must learn how to make her captor love her to death."

[Rebirth + Abuse of Trash + Sweet Love] In her previous life, Su Li was blind and helped her husband to ascend to a high position. When he became successful, she abandoned him. Her grandfather's family and her father, the Shangshu, who had lived a clear and upright life, were decapitated and beheaded. She herself died with two bodies and could not close her eyes. God has eyes and she was reborn. In this life, she protects her relatives and steps on scumbags and bitches. When the scars faded, her appearance was stunning. Her medical skills were superb and amazing. ... A certain prince who was upright and elegant outside was clinging to the beauty in his arms: "This prince feels uncomfortable all over, and I need Li'er to check it out." Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

In a world ruled by kingdoms and councils, one duel changes everything. When the powerful King of Asterfell demands marriage, Empress Seraphina refuses. The Union orders a ritual duel to determine her fate. Her chosen warrior? Sir Daren Vale — the undefeated champion of the brutal underground fighting pits. The continent expects Daren to fall. Instead, he defeats Asterfell’s royal knight in a legendary battle that echoes across nations. Humiliated, the foreign king sends assassins. The Union protects him. And Seraphina learns that power without loyalty is a cage. So she breaks it. Valenfirth declares independence. Hidden alliances surface. Enemies gather. Rumors spread—about rebellion, politics… …and the Empress’s growing attachment to her knight. But Daren Vale, wounded, hunted, and forged by hardship, refuses to kneel to fear. He swore to protect her. Even if the world calls it treason. In the shadows of betrayal and the light of forbidden affection, an Empress and her knight rise together— to defy kings, councils, and destiny itself.

• 2 to 4 New Chapters Every Day After his dreams are crushed by failure, a young hedge fund manager named Jason Underwood wakes up in another man’s body. He is now Ezra Prentice, a lawyer married to Alta Rockefeller, the daughter of the richest man in the world. It is 1907. The Standard Oil empire is under attack after the release of Ida Tarbell’s book . At first, Ezra lives quietly in the shadow of the Rockefeller name. But Jason’s old ambition burns inside him. He knows the future—wars, oil shocks, and the rise of new industries. He believes this is his chance to build an empire greater than any in history. Yet the family he has joined is divided. John D. Rockefeller Sr. rules with cold calculation, while his son, John D. Jr., struggles to make peace with his father’s ruthless legacy. The father sees in Ezra a man who understands power. The son sees a man who must be watched. As the country turns against monopolies and greed, Ezra begins to weave his plans. He spreads rumors, makes bold investments, and manipulates allies and enemies alike. His goal is simple: to secure the Rockefeller name—not through morality, but through control. But in a changing America, even the strongest empires can crack from within.

• 2 to 4 New Chapters Every Day An American accountant in 2025 wakes up to find himself in the body of King Louis XVI. The shock nearly stops his heart, but what truly terrifies him is realizing he’s living on borrowed time. He knows how this story ends, and he refuses to meet the guillotine. With his modern financial knowledge and sharp sense of public opinion, he decides to save France from bankruptcy—and himself from the blade. But politics in Versailles are far more dangerous than tax codes. His reforms stir anger among nobles, foreign rivals, and even his own court. Every move he makes is a gamble. And while he’s busy trying to change the future, he also has to pretend to be a husband to Marie Antoinette. At first, it’s just an act to keep history on track. Then, slowly, she becomes more than a name from his textbooks. Her warmth, her laughter, and her loneliness begin to draw him in. Now he stands between love and revolution, between the woman who changed his heart and the nation he’s trying to save. Can an ordinary man from the modern world rewrite the fate of France and keep both his crown and his life?

Alexander walked into the room, dressed in his royal white robe that shimmered faintly under the soft glow of the candlelight. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, revealing a face carved with precision and power — sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and lips that curved with quiet confidence. His midnight eyes, deep and commanding, scanned the room before landing on the figure sitting gracefully at the edge of the bed. Serena. Her emerald-green eyes locked with his, stealing his breath for a moment. The flickering light danced across her skin, giving her an ethereal glow. Her long ginger hair cascaded down her shoulders like streams of fire and sunlight combined, adorned with delicate golden hairpins that shimmered with every movement. She was dressed in a flowing white gown that mirrored his — simple yet enchanting, the fabric hugging her form in all the right places, making her seem like a divine vision come to life. For a brief moment, Alexander simply stared, unable to speak. Then, almost reverently, he crossed the room and knelt before her. His cold, powerful hands gently took hers — smaller, softer, trembling ever so slightly. “You look…” he paused, his voice low and rough, “…breathtaking.” Serena’s cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, her lips parting slightly as she met his gaze. “You always know what to say,” she whispered, her tone barely above a breath. He smiled faintly — that rare, almost forbidden smile that softened his usually stoic face. “Careful, Serena,” he murmured, his thumb tracing circles over her knuckles. “If you keep looking at me like that, you’ll make me lose myself.” Her eyes softened, the corner of her lips curving into a teasing smile. "Then lose yourself my king," she replied, her voice calm yet filled with unspoken desire. "lose yourself.... In me." Alexander didn't hesitate. He rose to his feet, his hands cupping her jaw as his thumb brushed against her lower lips. Their eyes met one more- predator and , darkness and light before he closed the distance between them. His lips crashed against hers, hungry and desperate, as if the world outside no longer mattered, Serena responded with equal passion, her hands tangling in his dark hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.

A woman from tomorrow, a ruler from yesterday, and a fate neither could escape... Aria had been humanity's final miracle, a half human half AI hybrid created in a hidden modern lab while the world outside slowly died. Designed with flawless precision, gifted with perfect communication ability, and able to read the slightest shift in expression, she was built to negotiate peace, prevent war, and save whatever remained of humankind. But one ordinary day, while attending the capital research center, something went terribly wrong. So wrong that when she opened her eyes next, she was no longer in her world, her body, or her time. She found herself lying on cold stone, dressed in thin ancient cloth, confined inside a prison cell, and inhabiting the weak body of a forgotten concubine named Lady Aria Wynn, the lowest ranked woman in a palace ruled by a tyrant emperor feared across the land. In this world: Women hide when he walks past. Nobles only whisper when he sleeps. Ministers tremble when he raises an eyebrow. But Aria simply sits up, blinks twice, looks directly into his eyes, and calmly says, "Your emotional responses do not match your reputation." The entire palace stops breathing. From that moment, she becomes the anomaly no one can understand. He threatens her life. She studies his heartbeat. He tries to intimidate her. She corrects his logic. He demands fear. She tilts her head and asks why his voice wavers when he lies. The emperor, cold, merciless, and untouchable, finds himself repeatedly losing composure in front of a woman who does not flinch, does not tremble, and looks at him as if he is a complicated equation she fully intends to solve. "Do you not value your life" he asks one evening, his voice low and dangerous. "It seems you value it more" she replies, "because you have not killed me yet." The more he tries to dominate her, the more she slips quietly through his control. The more he pushes her away, the more her calm presence unsettles him. The more he sees her, the more he cannot look away. She was created to understand the world. He was raised to rule it through fear. Together, they tilt an empire off its axis. In a palace filled with jealous concubines, venomous ministers, and ancient traditions, Aria breaks every rule simply by existing. She does not behave like a normal woman. She does not fear like one. She does not love like one, not yet. But if the coldest emperor in history falls for the one woman he cannot intimidate, how many kingdoms will burn? You can check out my other works as well: • His Innocent Wife Is a Dangerous Hacker • I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies • Devilish Secretary • My Five Ghostly Husbands • My Mates in Beast World Tags: TyrantEmperor TimeTravelRomance AncientPalaceDrama SciFiMeetsHistory CalmHeroine FearlessFL ColdEmperorML IntelligentFemaleLead EmotionlessToLovestruck ColdKingHotObsession Human+ AI hybrid female lead

After a decade on the run, fleeing from a foreign King who would see his whole lineage exterminated, Dominic had nearly given up on ever having a normal life. But when he arrived in the Capital of Cygnia, where steam vehicles and Magitech had replaced traditional ways and old magics, he saw a chance to not only stop running, but perhaps get some vengeance for the fallen Dragonkin of the Wavemates Kingdom. However, fate has a way of making the simplest of dreams into something much more complex, as Dominic was about to learn firsthand. When Dragonkin and Bookworm Princesses meet, chaos is nearly guaranteed, and romantic sparks are bound to fly. (Intended to be read standalone, but set in the same multiverse as Reincarnated With a Summoning System and The First Legendary Beast Master) discord.gg/aokiaku #Fallen Prince #Royal Drama #dragon magic #manapunk #magitech

• 2 to 4 New Chapters Every Day A 21st-century tech manager from 2035 wakes up in the body of Emperor Commodus—the mad ruler fated to die by his own guard. Marcus Holt doesn’t plan to go down like that. He’s got one advantage: JARVIS, a solar-powered AI he built back on Earth, still running on his battered laptop. With it, he can predict famine, stop riots, and even outsmart senators. But in ancient Rome, a machine that thinks like a god is the most dangerous secret a man can have. Lucilla, Commodus’s brilliant sister, senses something wrong. Her brother suddenly speaks with reason instead of rage, reforms instead of blood. To her, that means one thing—he’s possessed. And she will stop him before he tears apart the world she knows. Then there’s Marcia, the former slave who once feared Commodus but now sees something human behind his eyes. She becomes his ally, his love, and the only person he dares to trust with the truth about JARVIS. Together, they dream of saving Rome—even as it turns against them. But the closer Marcus gets to building a better empire, the clearer it becomes that changing history might destroy him first. Will Commodus’s heart win over his logic—or will the god he created decide his fate?

To the world, Princess Ilaria of Caelwyn is a bride of duty. To her heart, she is a woman desperately chasing the love of the husband who will not look her way. All she ever wanted was for him to care; for him to turn his gaze toward her with the same fervor she carried in her heart. No matter how many times he pushed her away, no matter how cold the silence between them became, she never gave up. Not once did she allow herself to see him as someone unworthy of her love. To her, he was always worth it. And when love at last took root, when it bloomed against every storm that tried to tear them apart; when two hearts finally found each other and dared to beat as one… fate, as cruel and merciless as it is, reminded them that there were forces even love could never conquer. --EXCERPT-- Levan pressed his lips to her temple, his lips trembling as though the kiss itself might shatter him. One hand cradled her face with the kind of gentleness he had never shown anyone, while the other threaded weakly through her hair, trying futilely to soothe the sobs wracking his wife's body. His breath break unevenly, his eyes were shut tight, as if by closing them he could pretend this moment would never come. As if the world might let them stay this way forever. As if the reality of it all could be discarded just so that they could live however they wanted. He let his mouth fall against her cheek and linger there, tasting the salt of her tears as though they were his own. He did not move for a long while… because if this sorrow was the final piece of her he was allowed to carry, he wanted to etch it into his very soul. He wanted to remember the way she shook in his arms. He wanted to remember the sound of her muffled cries. He wanted to remember the warmth of her skin pressed so desperately against him. He wanted to remember her as his wife; his beloved. "Live, my love," he whispered, his voice raw and breaking, the words choking out of him like a prayer he could barely force past his throat. He buried his face against her hair so she would not see the tears spilling freely down his cheeks. "Even if it's far from me… live." --×-- >> Tags: [soft comfort • fluff • slow-paced *very* • angst • sweet • romance • slow burn • comedy • fantasy] >> Here if you like SLOW BURN angsty romance. >> Main conflict starts wayyy later. >> Word count per chapter: 1.5k ~ 2.3k

Kael was born in the mud, mocked and forgotten. But everything changes when Tharos the fire winged beast born of eagle and honey badger chooses him.Both of them rise from obscurity to legend. One man. One beast. Standing Against legions of army. Read more to immerse yourself in these stories and see what challenges await Kael and what opportunities awaits him. Dont forget to check out on the prologue before reading the chapter 1 to get a better view of the character future

When Luke wakes up, he finds himself trapped inside the game he used to play. reincarnated as Luke Valenhart, the infamous Puppet Prince. A prince with no future. A character destined to die. To survive, Luke must navigate the empire’s dangerous politics and uncover the secrets hidden behind the game’s storyline secrets even the original game never revealed. With only his game knowledge and his strange little guide, Kyuin, Luke must break free from the fate of the Puppet Prince… and discover the truth behind the empire, the world, and his own existence.

300 Power Stones on Sunday will unlock 3 chapter updates on Monday. 1x Magic Castle will unlock 6 chapter updates on the same day (though I admit this might be a bit impossible) (ᵕ—ᴗ—) — — — — — — — — — — — — — — The Emperor had issued an official decree to appoint a successor to the throne—one who would become the next ruler of the empire. But instead of a direct appointment, the successor would be determined through a formal battle among the princes and princesses. A battle that would drag in many factions, overflow with conspiracies, claim countless lives, and reshape the entire continent... was about to begin. But among the contenders, there was one prince who had no intention of fighting—Nolan. Handsome, lazy, and utterly annoying, Nolan was well-known for the many unflattering titles given to him by those around him. Nolan: "Fighting to become emperor? Please... I just want to relax and enjoy life." Rather than compete, he convinced his twin sister to fight in his place while he supported her from behind the scenes. Nolan: "My dear sister, I leave my future in your capable hands!" And with that, the prince’s journey toward a life of leisure—relying entirely on his sister—officially began. — — — — — — — #Note: 1. The main character is lazy and oblivious to his surroundings. However, he deeply loves his younger sister, his mother, and the siblings he cares for as family. 2. Don’t worry—he won’t stay lazy and ignorant forever. There will be meaningful character development, and he’ll play a key role in helping his sister ascend the throne and become Empress. 3. While his laziness can be irritating, he’s actually a kind and supportive person. That said, he becomes ruthless when the lives of his loved ones are threatened. 4. As for romance—I'm still undecided about including a harem. The chances are low, though, since I’m more interested in telling a story with a single heroine… especially in an era flooded with harem novels. Ahem!

A washed-up drunk dies heroically for a bottle — and wakes up as a baby who can’t see faces but can read the world’s magic like a map. Only one problem, he's the son of a bandit captain in a kingdom that wants him hanged, and nobody expects a blind boy with a drunk’s wit to change the rules. Liam can’t see faces, only magic — white particles that hover and stick to people and things and whisper intent while craving purpose. It’s an impossible map that turns the helpless into dangerous. Witty and grim, this is a story about second chances, survival, and how a man who once hid from life might become the last thing the world expects: a weapon born from the bottle.