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Shen Qingyi and Lin Ruoxue were inseparable best friends in their world—until a strange twist of fate pulled them into the pages of Feng Suo Shen Gong, a palace novel they had once read together. Suddenly, they inhabit the bodies of its two female leads: Qingyi as the destined heroine, Ruoxue as the fated villainess. In the gilded halls of the imperial palace, where every smile hides intrigue and every glance could decide life or death, the two friends must navigate treacherous court politics, manipulative royals, and the very story that once dictated their doom. But the greatest danger is not just survival—it’s the prince they both find themselves drawn to, a man whose calm gaze and hidden loneliness threatens to unravel their pact of friendship. As Qingyi and Ruoxue struggle to rewrite their fates, they discover that love, once thought simple, can become their fiercest rival. And when secrets, jealousy, and sacrifice collide, they must choose between the man who holds their hearts and the bond that has always defined them. In a world where every choice echoes through destiny, can friendship survive ambition, or will love turn their lives into calamity?

What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi is an editor who loves tearing apart novel manuscripts for their cliche plots and cruel twists. But one day, she wakes up inside one of those very novels, as the unlucky princess destined to die a tragic death. The script says she will be married off to a barbaric prince, tortured, and killed tragically. But Xiao Zhi refuses to accept that ending. Armed with her editor’s sharp eye and modern wit, she vows to rewrite her fate, outsmart her enemies, and survive. The problem? No matter what she does, the story stubbornly plays out as it was written. Every move she makes only brings her closer to the death she’s trying to escape. How can she survive a story that refuses to be rewritten?

Woke up in a child’s body after getting hit by a truck? Well, thanks for still being alive! You find yourself not in your familiar world—surrounded by communicators, galonet, and all the other comforts of civilization—but in a place where everyone drives smoky cars running on burning hydrocarbons? Could be worse. At least you don’t have to chase mammoths with a spear. Did the universe throw you some classic transmigrator goodies? I’ll take a hundred! What do you mean, no? Just a couple, but hefty ones… That’ll do for a start.

After a kingdom gets burned by the betrayal of their own king, two of his friends fight their last war. after five years, sonavr and jemriah-son and father respectively lives in a remote village called aravan. mysteries of amberia and forest are yet to be revealed as the rumours about them grow more and more suspicious. jemriah does not want his son sonavr to go to capital of sumaka, but sonavr insists on becoming a sworn knight of capital. tombs of past and ancient gods plays a huge role in the novel as many kings are dependent on it. a power to destroy the world or to protect their people comes from it. many stories of forgotten kingdoms and ancient gods are woven together in a tomb, several different ones each one giving a different power. join this journey of two friends - sonavr and brumen, both of them go on their quest to become sworn knight as they fight various races, learn more about the world and faces many difficulties on their journey. inspired from- malazan book of the fallen by Steven erickson. that series helped me through depression and hard times. it really means a lot to me and made me fall in love with books again. made me write one. note- although malazan is major inspiration, this book will have none of the plot lines, character work, magic of that masterpiece of a book. mine is different, of course. a small pebble compared to a behemoth. art done by- petrov cool(pinterest), amazing artist...

This story is a dark romance, exploring psychological tension, moral conflict, complex relationships, and dangerous situations in vivid depth. The characters’ mental states, emotional pressures, power struggles, and encounters with a harsh reality are portrayed with intense realism. Some scenes and circumstances are emotionally heavy, psychologically challenging, and may not be suitable for all readers. This is not a light romance, but rather a deep, dark, and psychologically driven journey. Recommended for mature readers who appreciate complex characters, morally gray choices, and intense emotional experiences. The Hidden Assassin: Undercover Heart "Where loyalty is a shadow, and love is a death trap." In the frozen wilderness of Moscow, a high-stakes mission goes cold when Ricky, a top-tier DGFI agent, is brutally executed in front of his partner and lover, Sophia. Trapped between grief and duty, Sophia cannot afford to cry. As a ghost agent of the elite unit, her only option is to vanish—and then strike back. Haunted by the memory of Ricky’s final kiss and driven by a thirst for vengeance, Sophia transforms herself. She sheds her military skin to become a lethal temptress. Clad in a provocative red sheer dress, she infiltrates the inner circle of the Kremlin’s most dangerous shadow: Dmitri. Dmitri is a Russian mafia kingpin with cold blue eyes and sun-kissed hair—a man who rules with iron and blood. He is captivated by Sophia’s mysterious golden eyes, unaware that she is the Hidden Assassin sent to dismantle his empire from within. As Sophia weaves a web of deception, she finds herself caught in a dangerous psychological game. In the den of the enemy, the lines between her mission and her emotions begin to blur. Her Undercover Heart starts to beat for the very man she is sworn to kill. Will Sophia avenge her fallen lover, or will she succumb to the forbidden allure of the Russian Boss? In a world of secrets and silver bullets, the deadliest weapon isn't a gun—it's a heartbeat.

Readers of Seeker's Codex: Beyond the Abyssal Line know William Lockhart as the White Knight: Guildmaster of the Order of the Crescent Halo, master of Light Muti, Elric's polished protégé. At sixteen, he's none of that yet. He's a royal cadet from a lesser Britannian branch, Crown Light just awakened and barely under control. His blades of radiance stutter, his shields crack when pushed, and the wild lunges that will one day become Lightstride are messy, desperate flashes that leave his joints screaming. Commanders parade him as proof the Crown is watching the front, but in the mud and smoke he's just a boy who can't ignore civilians screaming behind the lines. This spin-off picks up long before the Sixth Battle of Britannia, before Radiant Charge becomes a myth and before Master Elric ever calls him "protégé." We watch William at sixteen caught between palace and trenches, expected to shine like a symbol while his own conscience pulls him the other way. Every bad order he chokes on, every life he fails to save, every moment he chooses people over protocol is what slowly carves him into the man you meet in the main story-the White Knight who stands in Magnara, watching a new generation rise, determined that they inherit a better world than the one that forged him. Seeker's Codex: Light Born Copyright © Hazzybae (HennessyTheAuthor), 2025. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted in any form without prior written permission. You do not have permission to scrape, text-mine, or use this work to train or improve any AI system or dataset. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental. Official channels: Royal Road, Wattpad, WebNovel, and Scribble Hub. Any other site is unauthorized. DMCA/Permissions: [[email protected]]

Until The Flower Withers In a world of magic and mystery, Luna Lockheart is Reborn into a noble family, wrapped in warmth and surrounded by love, a life far brighter than the one she had before. But this ‘chance’ carries a quiet curse, a beautiful yet deadly illness rooted in something ancient… And a secret that may cost her everything. As Luna navigates the Joys and sorrows of the world, from loving siblings and elegant parties to ominous cults and death, she clings to one resolve: To bring down, the ones that caused her pain in this world. With a shadowy cult rising rapidly, from ashes and a war brewing beneath the surface, Luna must choose: Will she uncover the truth and sacrifice everything? or save the ones she keeps deer to her? Can she choose the ones she love and the identity of the truth? or only one single thing? "Until then, I will keep blooming as much as I possibly can" A story of rebirth?, fragile hope and the bonds that make life worth living, even when it’s slipping away. Debut novel by a first-time author. Be gentle and enjoy the journey.

The strongest summoner. What does he look like? Is it one who can summon countless beings? A summoner who can channel his summoner's power and step onto the battlefield and fight alongside his summons? How about a summoner who only has one overpowered summon? How about all of that, plus more? How about a summoner who can summon gods? How about a summoner who not just summons gods, but summons them in a state where they evolve? How about a summoner whose connonfolder alone was powerful enough to fight gods? This is the Omnipotent Summoner. A summoner who summons gods, primordials, titans, and more...

"Honesty and politics don’t belong in the same sentence," they say. Celine Yue, a kind-hearted social worker, stepped into politics to help more people. But what she didn’t know… was that her own party would be the one to end her life. After her death, she wakes up in another world as Cyrina Vaeloria, the Elf Princess—right on the day of her arranged marriage to Lucian Aetherion, the cold, mysterious Human Prince and strongest mage alive. A political union to keep two powerful races from tearing each other apart. But this so-called alliance is just a mask. She despises the way other races are trampled beneath noble boots. Cyrina refuses to be a pretty puppet. She dreams of building a new kingdom—where races aren’t divided by power, bloodlines, or magic. To do that, she’ll need power of her own. And lucky her... she just married the most dangerous man in existence. With sharp wit and stubborn grace, Cyrina slowly bends her cold husband to her will— She toys with the ruthless Archmage, tames the untamable… and drags him into a revolution wrapped in royal silk. After all, if you marry the strongest mage alive… you might as well make him yours. ***** excerpt~ Lucian’s voice is like a blade, low and sharp. “Do you even understand what you said in the royal assembly?” Cyrina lifts her chin, unbothered. “I understand perfectly. I said I’ll build a new kingdom—where every race can live together.” His eyes darken. “You don’t know what you’ve sparked. That speech—” he steps closer, “—could ignite a war. You’re underground now, Cyrina. Buried beneath politics you don’t even see coming.” She spins on her heel and waves dismissively. “Ugh. Kaelen Blackthorn, your master is giving me a migraine. Get me out of this castle before I set it on fire.” Kaelen gives a slow, exaggerated bow. “As you wish, my lady.” He takes her hand like the perfect gentleman and leads her toward the door— But Lucian’s voice booms behind them. “Kaelen. Don’t forget who your master is.” Kaelen pauses. Glances back. “I remember, my lord. But as per your standing order… I obey only my lady’s command.” A smirk tugs at his mouth. “Even if it means going against you.”

The novel was clear. The villain deserved his death. A feared kingdom captured the heirs of rival nations, breaking their future rebellions by chaining their princes and princesses as slaves. Among them was the protagonist, Riven Solcaire....humiliated, beaten, and stripped of dignity by the villain crown prince, Maelis Ravencourt, while his destined bride, Seraphine Valoire, stood untouched by the cruelty of that fate. Love bloomed in blood. Revenge followed. But the story restarts when Maelis awakens years before the downfall, inside the young body of the villain himself. The slave prince, Riven Solcaire, kneels at his feet, brush trembling in small hands, eyes lowered-but hatred already burns beneath the surface. If Maelis follows the script, he will die. If he changes it, he may create something far worse than the novel's ending. Because saving the protagonist might not save himself. And mercy might be remembered... or resented.

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

In the heart of Edo, amidst falling cherry blossoms and the whispers of silk, a love is born—pure, forbidden, and destined to be remembered forever. Aiko, a gifted silk weaver, creates fabrics that hold more than just threads—they carry dreams, prayers, and the silent echoes of her heart. Haruki, a man of quiet courage and unwavering devotion, discovers her gift and her soul, and in a single thread of silk, they exchange a promise that even time cannot erase. But Edo is a city ruled by power, deceit, and ambition. Lords, spies, and rivals lurk in every shadow, ready to snatch away love in the name of duty and greed. The lovers’ bond will be tested by betrayal, ambition, and the harshest twists of fate. As petals fall and promises unravel, The Silk Promise of Edo weaves a story of love that is as fragile as silk and as inevitable as destiny. A tragic romance that will make your heart ache, your eyes water, and leave a mark that lingers long after the last page is turned. A love that could not exist, yet could not be denied. A promise that the world could never break.

{WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+} The world marches toward an unavoidable ending. A foul, unstoppable plague of corruption called the Scourge is devouring every corner of the world. A king, Ixion, once nobly fought against the vicious, untamed foes; however, the fruitless nature of the fight was that it could only end in one fashion — a pitiful loss. If that was the destined fate of the world, and his resistance would buy a year or two at most… Why spend the little time he has left in the depths of melancholy and grief?! Why not enjoy his life while the world crumbles?! So, Ixion decides to make a list of things he wants to do and accomplish before the world’s demise. A list full of his most devious, lecherous fantasies and desires, alongside a plot of revenge — revenge against the world that had forsaken him.

Simulate the future from home, claim rewards from the results! Reincarnated in the royal family, Sol Hailsworth was blessed with a powerful system and a Gifted body. But his life is too tragic, filled with bitterness due to his distant mother's influence. Now, with the simulation system in hand, can he change his fate and become the one who rules it all? At least, he has the ambition to try. ... Readers BEWARE: Very very adult content. This is primarily a fantasy story but it also doesn't flinch away from adult content. It is unapologetically a harem, smut novel. But at the same time, it is also just as good as any normal plot based progression fantasy. If that's what you are looking for... Good power systems, world building, plot, and GIRLS.... With none of the NTR, Yuri bullshit. Here it is! Now, give it a try!

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

• 1-2 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.

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

Laenor Velaryon was a disappointment. Heir to the richest house in Westeros, Dragonrider, Knight of the Seventh Kingdom, Consort to the heir to the throne, and yet he was dead before his thirtieth birthday, left no heirs of his body, and was forgotten in less than a generation. A man from our world gets the chance to right those wrongs. He is the firstborn son of Corlys Velaryon and Rhaenys Targaryen. He is the seadragon, and the world would hear his roar.

Lucia Watts was once the golden daughter of Tomasso City, born into an illustrious family, raised in love, and destined for brilliance. But at seventeen, she made one fatal mistake: she brought a stranger named Anna Smith into her home. That mistake destroyed everything. Betrayed by the woman she trusted, Lucia’s father was framed and sentenced to life imprisonment. Her family collapsed overnight. Her father died under the wheels of oncoming traffic. Her mother lost her sanity. The hospital that carried her family’s name was stolen. Lucia died that day. And Emma Wilson was born. Four years later, Emma returns as the elegant and untouchable director of a Swiss cosmetics empire. Beautiful, ruthless, and patient, she has only one purpose: to drag Anna Smith and everyone who helped her into hell. Her path of revenge leads her straight to Ricard Anderson, Anna’s fiancé, a powerful CEO, and the perfect weapon. Lucia approaches him knowingly, seduces him deliberately and lets him fall in love with her step by step. She uses his desire, his influence, and his devotion as pieces on her chessboard. Ricard knows the truth. He knows she is using him. He knows her love is a lie. And yet, he chooses to stay. “I know I’m just a pawn,” he says. “But I’m willing.” As secrets are exposed, traps are set and blood debts are repaid, love becomes the most dangerous variable. Lucia wins her revenge but at the cost of everything else. Because some love stories are never meant to be saved. And some women choose revenge over redemption. ... Umee say that: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.