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Iniko Palace – a royal court where loyalty, marriage, and power are arranged and strictly controlled.

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic, but breathed life into the world. They were the weavers of Black Magic, more commonly known as Witches. For thousands of years, the earth has been barren of them. For a Witch is not born, she is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this forbidden power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be pushed past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a devotion that rivals her own: a dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps.

Princess Lydia Valenrose has everything: status, beauty, and three perfect suitors chosen to secure her kingdom’s future. But as the day of her engagement draws near, she uncovers the dark secrets of the men who claim to love her unconditionally. Faced with a choice she never wanted to make, Lydia decides to defy everyone’s expectations. On the day she was meant to choose her partner for life, the princess disappears.

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

Since she had been born, Wang Lan Biyu lived for one purpose. Or, at least that was what she had been taught by her 'father'. Flawed yet perfect, beautiful yet hideous inside, what was she? But even flawed as she was, she still found a small glimmer of sunlight in that dark place that loved her even with her hidden flaws. When she lost that sun, Wang Lan Biyu was crushed like a glass figurine underneath their 'father's heel. When she followed her Master back to the mortal plane. He said he was her adoptive father, and she, his daughter. He taught her what Loyalty was, what was like, dislike, what human nature was. It was entirely different from what her 'father' taught her. And the first thing she learned she loved was her sun, then she learned she also loved her master, and the guqin. She loved only a handful of things. But, if there was one thing she learned she despised the most. It was the 'actually perfect' senior brother her Master told her she had to get along with. A boy who, even at a glance, you could tell heaven favored more than everyone else. A boy who smiled at her with empty eyes and an equally empty smile. The senior brother, who, gifted her a basket of logans while simultaneously giving her that same warm smile with indifference in his curved Aurelian gaze while calling her name softly. "Junior Sister Wang." .....Wang Lan Biyu, never hated that fake gentleman's false smile more than almost anything in her entire life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^

He is the Supreme Heavenly Dao— the origin of all laws, the creator of every world, and the one who appointed countless Heavenly Daos to govern existence in his stead. Above him stands no heaven. Before him kneel all Daos. Except one. The Supreme Heavenly Empress—the only being he does not command, the only will he has ever chosen to follow. After ruling eternity and watching mortals love, age, and perish from beyond fate, the Supreme Heavenly Dao makes an impossible decision: to reincarnate into a mortal world with his Empress—not to escape power, but to experience love once more from the beginning. They descend with unsealed memories and undiminished power, concealing their supremacy as they live as ordinary mortals beneath the heavens they once created. Unknown to the appointed Heavenly Daos, their creator now walks among the very laws he forged. In a world where destiny is absolute, two mortals meet—already bound by a love older than time. As forgotten truths awaken, hidden Daos tremble, and their children are reborn across realms, the balance of existence begins to shift. For when the Dao itself chooses love over dominion, even heaven must learn to bow. This is a story of eternal devotion, family beyond divinity, and a supreme being who rules all creation— yet willingly kneels before one woman.

[Mature 18+] Synopsis— A century ago, the Black Dragon King Zeradros possessed the power to grant any wish in exchange for a human life. As rulers and nobles sacrificed the innocent to fulfill their desires, the world fell into fear and cruelty. To stop the endless bloodshed, King Aldric Therald of Velmoria made the ultimate sacrifice, sealing the Dragon King away at the cost of his own life. Since then, the Therald bloodline has carried the sacred duty of guarding the seal. Hundred years later, that burden rests upon Emperor Eyan Lucien Therald. Feared for his ruthlessness and bound by duty, Eyan lives a life defined by control and emotional isolation. He believes love is a weakness he cannot afford—until he meets Eva Elvaris. Eva, a noblewoman marked by a painful past and emotional scars, has lived her life believing she is undeserving of love. When she meets Kyel, a gentle and kind man, she begins to experience warmth, safety, and happiness for the first time. Unbeknownst to her, Kyel carries secrets that connect him to a fate far greater and more dangerous than she could ever imagine. As political tensions rise and hidden forces begin to move, Eva becomes entangled in a conflict surrounding the sealed Dragon King. Ancient duties, buried truths, and impossible choices threaten to destroy the fragile peace they have found. Bound by love, sacrifice, and destiny, Eva and Eyan must confront the weight of their pasts and the cost of protecting each other. But in a world where every wish demands a price, their love may require more than either of them is prepared to give. Oops, I Married The Emperor is a dark romantic fantasy exploring identity, sacrifice, and the enduring strength of love in the face of fate.

"The law says a Queen cannot rule. The King says the law must be cheated to save the world." To protect the Seven Kingdoms from the rising darkness of Draeven Zareth, King Aetheron and his most trusted ally, Lord Kaelor, commit a desperate act of high treason. They swap their newborn children. Azeal, the son of a Lord, is raised as the Crown Prince—the "False Heir" who must endure the brutal Shadowed Abyss to prove his worth. Vaelora, the true Princess, is raised in the shadows of the court, her royal blood hidden to keep her safe from ancient laws and even deadlier enemies. But fate cannot be tricked so easily. As Azeal and Vaelora grow up together, a forbidden love ignites between them—a bond that defies the roles they were forced to play. Azeal fights to become the strongest King Solthera has ever seen, while Vaelora becomes the fire that guides his soul. When the Shadowed Abyss calls, the test is not just of strength, but of the heart. As Draeven Zareth’s forbidden magic breaches the borders, the truth of the swap begins to leak like poison. Azeal must face the ultimate trial: If he is not the true King, can his love and courage still save the woman he was born to protect? A saga of sacrifice, ancient trials, and a love that asks the heavens for one more chance: "Born me again."

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.

Separated from his lady wife by a vengeful frenzied flame, The Tarnished finds himself in a world unfamiliar with strange laws and practices. Waiting for his lady wifes arrival, will he choose to play the game of the lands he fins himself in, or would the world be forced to bend to his will as he awaits the return of his dear lady wife

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.

[ Warning - The novel is made upon this 20-21 pendemic but with an idea of self made story on modern, romance, relaistification ,and adventures with some unsolved mysteries .] Hope you all find it interesting. The leading character is a boy who is a young business tycoon by the age of thirty years, and have survived many destruction and struggles in his multi-billion business of today's world . Having no family members, only an uncle who is always drunk and does not tells anything about his family (which is a secret ). He have tried to make him talk but he doesn't replies and lives on the road like a beggar. The boy is involved in every kind of activity relating to money earning. He plans everything only to earn profit, despite of having a huge mansion spreading up to 9000sq feet on the ground, the entire boundary is covered with huge pinewood trees. The boy has all the latest cars and bikes collection car collection including two Rolex Royese , Mercedes Maybach 6 Cabriolet, Jaguar, and two latest bike Ferrari F8 Tributo and Aston Martin Valhalla , servants include twenty male and ten female . He even has his own flying jets. So the story is about this young business tycoon who has seen, felt many worse things in life, so to be where he is today. His life, take's a new turn; when he meet's Helly . Helly an urban girl with wild dreams to be fulfilled which includes visiting to new places , to be financially free, and lastly to be a dress designer and a modal , but her initial life is a complet mesh up because the way she thinks to go is not possible for her to go and so she decides to do a management job as huge money is required to fulfill her dreams . In her day to day proffesional life struggles , she find's out that money speaks louder than anything else.( Why? you will come to know when you will read ) Her life thoughts changes when she meet's him. "I hope you enjoyed it " Helly, she heard the voice whispering in her ear and woke up [To know what the sentence means ? Keep reading this novel ]

Lucien Carl Varvien should have died before the story ever began. In the original tale, he was nothing more than a forgotten name—a child mentioned once in passing, a tragedy that shaped a Duke’s future and was never spoken of again. But someone made a mistake. Eli Varis, a game developer from another world, altered what was never meant to be touched. And when the system corrected itself, it didn’t erase the error. It rewrote him into it. Eli awakens as Lucien. Trapped in a body too young, too weak, and already marked as wrong. His existence is unstable. His name does not appear where it should. His presence bends the narrative in ways the world cannot understand. And yet— He wields power that terrifies even monsters. Each time he uses it, his body rebels. Blood spills. Strength vanishes. His heart stutters like a system failing under strain. To those around him, he looks terminal—fragile, fading, already halfway to the grave. Lucien knows better. He isn’t dying. He’s being limited. The world responds with fear. Servants whisper prayers when he coughs. Nobles treat him like glass. Royal physicians watch him like a miracle that might shatter at any moment. A Duke refuses to let him out of sight. An Emperor watches him as if recognizing something that should not exist. And the more Lucien interferes— The more the world pushes back. Because this story already has a path. And Lucien was never meant to walk it. “I’m not sick,” Lucien says, blood staining his sleeve, power trembling beneath his skin. But when you are a glitch in reality— The world doesn’t care whether you survive. Only whether you can be erased.

​"Die with your majesty intact," he whispered before the blade pierced her heart. ​Evangeline Hart was the Tyrant Queen—feared by her people and betrayed by her King. In her final moments, her only ally was the man she never took seriously: Silver, the court Jester. ​Now, she is back. Two years before the fires. Two years before her execution. ​With the memories of her bloody end and a Joker hidden in her sleeve, Evangeline won't just survive—she will dismantle the deck and rewrite the rules of the game. This time, the Queen won't be a pawn in anyone's play.

Author Synopsis:Woke up in a child's body after being hit by a truck? Thank goodness I'm alive! Find yourself in an unfamiliar world, surrounded by communicators, the Holonet, and other benefits of civilization, while everyone around you uses smoky cars powered by burning hydrocarbons? It could be worse. At least you don't have to chase a mammoth with a spear. Did the universe dish out classic transmigrator goodies? Give me a hundred! What, not? Just a couple, but they were hefty grand pianos... That'll do for now. TL synopsis: Previous life-Futuristic AU This life- Richie rich in Harry potter world Evil Dumbledore,MC introduces new mageTech at around middle of story, MC is a good guy with a big ego, no harem 1 love interest Family has Damm near Infinite money, but he tries to make his own wealth

Where bright is dark... And silence speaks louder than fate. Three castles. One heir. A shadowed past. A throne waiting to burn. She never asked for a crown. But destiny doesn't ask-it commands. By Ash - a scar of the fire.

#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

ReUploaded! Heaven or Hell? Where do you think you'll go after "The End" ? Most people spend their lives wondering where they’ll end up. But me ? I didn’t have to wonder—I was a shoo-in for the pit. But.. it seems Fate has a twisted sense of humor, and "The End" was just a loading screen. I woke up inside my favorite RPG, Magic Academy Saga. You know the drill: Truck-kun did his job, and I got the crown. Well, a small, dusty piece of it. I am Tyler Von Regulus, the Third Prince. In the original game, I was a "Villainous Mob"—a footnote in history meant to be trampled on early, so the hero could look good. My mother is a lowly Baronet, and my inheritance is a quiet plot of countryside land. The perfect setup for a "Slow Life," right? I could just plant some cabbages, hide from the plot, and live to a ripe old age. ...Like hell I will. I’ve been given a second life, a royal name, and a world that thinks I’m a background character. If I’m destined to be a villain, I might as well be the one sitting on the throne when the world ends. I'm not here to farm; I'm here to rule. They say a rogue has no place in a palace. I’m about to prove them wrong. This isn't just a story about survival—it’s a hostile takeover of Fate itself. The game is live. And I’m playing to win. GAME ON!