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Before Wufu was reborn, she had no idea there was such a thing as rebirth. Only after her rebirth did she realize Heaven must have thought her previous life was too smooth, so it sent her to suffer in this ancient land where morality, decency, and the Female Precepts were held in high esteem, pitiful indeed! From being a master jade carver to having her soul transmigrate into a farm girl with a wretched background, she was bullied and humiliated. Even the bun-selling mother advised her that forbearance is gold? Bullshit! She could endure, but her other identity absolutely could not—robbers, swept away; insults to her mother, you're crippled... Wufu has a saying, for every insult and humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold. But what's with this one? He doesn't bully her; he only wants to sleep with her? And he even dares... to mount her? Well, a lord can endure, but Wufu cannot. Mount him back, life or death, a hundred years, neither owes the other anything!

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.

Lu Chen transmigrated to the Great Sum Dynasty, becoming the Ninth Prince of the dynasty. Unlike the transmigrators in novels, Lu Chen didn't have extensive engineering knowledge, nor did he remember much classical poetry. In order to avoid getting involved in the succession struggle, Lu Chen could only lie low, planning to enjoy a quiet life of splendor and wealth. Due to his mother's status, Lu Chen was eventually granted a marriage by the Emperor and was assigned to be Prince over a bitterly cold territory in the north. Just when Lu Chen thought he was going to decay in such a manner for the rest of his life, he activated a system on his wedding night. As long as he sired a heir, Lu Chen would be able to receive rewards and even enhance his own power. Years later. Lu Chen marched into the capital with a million-strong army to support the Emperor, and everyone was dumbfounded. "Wasn't this guy a useless Prince? Where did he get a million-strong army from!" "What's happening, how could he possibly be a Grandmaster?" "Turns out the Ninth Prince's decadence was all an act!" ...

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!

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.

Set up by her malicious stepmother and phony sister to marry an ex-convict, Janice Gladwell has no choice but to enter a flash marriage with a total stranger from a blind date. The man, Christopher Bateman, is incredibly handsome but supposedly a penniless vagrant with nothing to his name. As a fierce and independent woman, Janice works her fingers to the bone to provide for them. She even gives her "poor husband" a monthly allowance and fiercely protects him from her own family's relentless mockery. However, there is one thing Janice doesn't know: the man sleeping on the narrow sofa in her cramped apartment is actually the mysterious President of a massive business empire, capable of turning the city upside down with a single snap of his fingers. Behind her back, Christopher secretly crushes her enemies and spoils her with luxury goods under the guise of "free lottery prizes." The elaborate lie because Janice harbors deep scars from her past and has sworn an oath to hate rich men. Now, caught between sweet little lies, luxury cars claimed to be "borrowed from a friend," and absolute power hidden behind a gentle smile, a ticking time bomb awaits. What will happen when Janice finally realizes that the "useless" husband she’s been providing for is the exact billionaire she wants to avoid at all costs? How many secrets will unravel when his mask finally falls? Who exactly did she marry?

Excerpt... Henry’s hand shot out, closing around her arm, firmly enough that her breath caught. “Stay…” He stood beside her, close enough that she could feel him without touching him. “I…” Livia’s voice broke before it found strength. “I didn’t flee.” She still would not fully look at him. Her eyes remained on Bella. “This is not my fault,” she whispered. “No,” Henry said at once. “It isn’t.” He looked away, then back at her. “Do you love him, Livia?” “Please,” she cried. “Stop calling me that.” “Do you love him?” he asked. “Yes,” she said. “So soon after me?” he asked. “I thought we…” He stopped. “I assumed you…” “That I what?” Livia asked, her voice trembling. “That I loved you? Henry…” she began then she caught herself. “Your Highness. I did seek solace in your arms... Yes. I will not lie about that. I wanted you. I trusted you. In a sea of sharks and wolves, you were the safest thing I could find.” Her eyes filled again. “You made me feel as though I could breathe. Turns out, you are no better.” “Why?” Henry asked quietly. “Because I am the king?” “Because you lied to me. You let me trust a man who did not exist.” “I existed.” “Henry the merchant existed because you created him.” “For good reasons, I had to keep my identity hidden,” Henry said. “The king moving around London without security,” he continued, “what do you think would happen?” “You speak as though I was asking you to announce yourself in the middle of Cheapside with trumpets and a crown. It doesn’t matter anymore,” Livia said, looking away from him. “I am getting married.” “Yes,” Henry said, the word leaving him like a blade drawn from flesh. “To my best friend. Did you tell him?” Henry asked. Livia’s brows drew together. “Tell him what?” “That I fucked you. Did you tell him I was your first? Did you tell him you once trusted me? That you once promised yourself to me because you thought I was the safest thing in your miserable world?” “That is not fair.” “Then tell me is it fair that Richard gets to call you his intended while I stand here pretending I do not know the sound of your moan? Is it fair that he holds your hand while I cannot even say your name without ruining you?” “Please stop.” “Did you tell him,” Henry pressed, unable to stop himself now, “that you were mine before you were ever his?” “How could I?” she asked, the words breaking. “I did not even know who you were.” “Then let me ask you this,” he said, leaning down just a little, his lips a hair’s breath from hers. “Has he fucked you? Has he touched what is mine?” ..... Sold into slavery and trapped in the brutal underworld of London, Livia Valenti is placed on the auction block. She makes a desperate choice and places her fate in the hands of the mysterious man who once caught her stealing. She does not know he is the King of England. Then comes Richard, Duke of Kingsmere willing to offer Livia the one thing Henry cannot easily give her— a future outside the shadows. Caught between the king who awakened her heart and the duke who may be her safest escape, Livia is pulled into a dangerous court. Livia becomes Diana Bellamy, the woman another man intends to wed, King Henry must decide how far a king can go before love becomes scandal, obsession, and war. From the author who brought you: 1. Undressed by the mafia God 2. Undressed by his arrogance 3. The Vampire's Luna

Falling for his warm touch despite his usual coldness, she loved him only to be disappointed and betrayed in the end. When love turns to darkness, it festers to be poisonous and consumes the soul. The naive Arabella evolved. *** “Thank you for becoming my wife,” was her cold husband’s last words before he died, coupled with a smile that had never before graced his lips. Not on their wedding day. And not even at the birth of their only child. Emperor Ferdinand, someone Arabella loved so much, killed their son. She became a villainess and vowed revenge for her beloved child. For a decade, she used everything she could to make Ferdinand pay. Until finally… he fell to ruin. With her revenge complete, Arabella's life soon ended with her dead husband in her arms. But fate wasn’t done playing with her. All of a sudden, she was back two decades ago, right after their wedding. Was it a curse or a blessing? It didn’t matter. Because there was only one thing she needed to do. “I will ruin you in this lifetime, too.” This was her hateful promise to herself upon realizing she was reborn. But in her second life, Arabella was unexpectedly bestowed a gift to uncover the truth. Who was wrong and who was right? Only time will tell.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

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

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.

Upon waking up, Zheng Yi finds himself in an ancient parallel world, only to discover that he has become the shadow of the current Emperor! A shadow, a substitute! Constantly facing the threat of assassination by assassins, being controlled by powerful ministers, or being poisoned by malicious individuals. Fortunately, he obtained the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, which grants him immortality and endless miraculous uses!

He said: We can divorce. She said: No, I want to be your father's daughter-in-law! When all the dust settled, she finally managed to protect her entire family amidst the upheaval of changing dynasties. Princess Qin: Your Highness, can we divorce now? King Qin: Don't even think about it~! PS: Set in an alternate history of the Tang Dynasty~ [The talented and skilled fallen noble Miss VS the domineering King Qin who dotes on his daughter-in-law on his father's orders]

Having transmigrated into the younger sister in a reverse harem novel, Lilianne "Lili" Blanchet finds herself doted on by the main character of the novel and her elder sister, Julianne Blanchet. Julianne is perfect in every way, except for her taste in men. Lili will do everything it takes to make sure that her sister ends up with the right man. Once her suitors catch on that the way to Julianne's heart is through Lili, the potential male leads from the novel begin to appease her. Now, as the "little lady behind the scenes," she'll decide just the right man for her sister. ...And one for herself too, maybe?

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

CONTENT WARNING: /This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./ --- She ran from the devil who raised her… And married the one who wore a crown. After her parents’ tragic death, Lydia Andreyevna’s life became a nightmare. Stripped of her name, inheritance, and freedom by her uncle—Lord Alexander—she was treated like property and promised to a Count four times her age. Desperate to escape, she fled into the cold night… and straight into blood. A stranger. Wounded. Beautiful. Terrifying. She should’ve left him. But she didn’t. She touched him once—and fate branded her forever. Her uncle caught her the next morning. Her escape failed. But when she begged Queen Olga for protection, the Queen offered her a deadly bargain: Marry the masked Grand Duke of Zolotaria. The king’s hunting dog. The butcher of the East. The devil in a crown. The man feared by kings. The heir to the throne. The same man she once saved. Ivan Romanov. They say he bathes in blood. That he kills without blinking. That he conquered kingdoms with a smile behind a mask. That no one sees his face—and lives. Some call him the devil. Others call him Death’s favorite son. But behind the mask is the same man she found dying in the dark. The same voice that haunted her dreams. The same hands she once held. Now, he’s her husband. Her jailer. Her obsession. She doesn’t know if she’s his prisoner, or his weakness. Cold and untouchable, Ivan doesn’t share his bed. Doesn’t share his secrets. But she sees it—the hunger in his eyes. The pain in his silence. The way he looks at her like she’s the only thing keeping his demons at bay. She should fear him. She should hate him. But the moment she dares to take off his mask… it’s already too late. Because Ivan wants her—her fire, her body, her heart. And in his world, what he wants, he keeps. Even if it means burning down the kingdom. She thought she was running from hell. She ended up in his bed. And the most dangerous thing of all? She doesn’t want to leave. ___________________________________ Just a Heads-Up: The spicy stuff doesn't happen right away. It begins from chapter 28. This story takes its time setting the mood and building the connection first—trust the slow burn!

It began with the sundering of Being and Abyss. The Deas and the Abyssites discorded themselves over what should be and what should not be.  Destiny, greatest of the Abyssites, compelled: "All there is shall be; all there is, is Me. I am King of Abyss. All that is, is My decree."

Zirinos is a monster who, with the power of an entire galaxy on his back, lives without fear or concern, killing and raping, that is, until his father dies and his killer sends him to another world with the intention of seducing women and then killing them. Is Zirinos, in fact, as bad as you think? Will he be able to get his galaxy back? This, my readers, is a story of redemption. But can a rapist and killer really achieve it?