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Jian rue gazed back at the ugly gray alien while stumbling and running. he clumsily tossed a stone at it "Fuck just leave me alone!!!" Suddenly a warm pair of hand grabbed his waist and tossed him over a study shoulder. "Xing yu!! let me down! you fucker!!! The said man chuckled and playfully smacked his butt. "Honey, I'm saving your life~" "I had it under control. Now, let me go!" Jian rue bit his shoulders hard until the sweet taste of blood filled his mouth. "Hiss.. baby, you're making me hard~" Jian rue froze. "W-why are you following me! why me.." Xing yu stopped running, and with a swing of his sword, the ugly tentacle alien was slayed. He gentnly pulled him down and hugged him close. Peering into his eyes, he smirked, "Because you are my betrothed,"

Behind the ancient Black Walls of Volantis, eleven-year-old Daemon Blackfyre lives in a gilded cage. To the Free Cities, he is an exotic political trophy under the patronizing thumb of Triarch Malaquo Maegyr; to his obsessive mother, Daena, he is a weapon forged in hatred to destroy the Usurper and reclaim the Iron Throne. Raised under relentless, cold Valyrian discipline, Daemon struggles with a quiet, paralyzing imposter syndrome. His only emotional anchor behind the high marble walls is Sela, a ten-year-old Lysene slave maid who sees the vulnerable boy behind the royal mask.

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. --- This is a translation! Raw: “Ричи”

Reborn as Prince Heixinggen of the Hohenzollern family's Swabian branch, he saw the coming storm of European turmoil and decided that Europe was no longer worth staying in. In East Africa, he seized land, organized immigration and development, laid the foundation through agriculture, and step by step, leveraged crises to achieve industrialization. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

Leon never expected that when he woke up, he would become Odin's second son and the sun god of Asgard, although this title was made up by his father. When Thor smashed through the training ground with his hammer, and when Loki conjured up a clone to try to trick him into getting up, Lion just wanted to lie on the terrace of Asgard and practice his sun priesthood to the fullest. 【Photosynthesis, lazy days.】 Until the Frost Giant provoked him and ruined his nap. Leon sighed, raised his hand, and golden light spread across the nine realms, turning the glacier into a hot spring and boiling the enemy chief into an egg. "I just want to take a nap, why is it so difficult?" But when one of his two wronged brothers was demoted to the middle court and the other was secretly causing trouble, Leon finally stood up as if accepting his fate. "I really can't do anything with you!" "Okay, time to go to Earth to bask in the sun and visit my silly brother who's been stripped of his divine power." Thor: My brother is invincible! Loki: Could you please not hit me in the face next time? But Leon soon discovered that this universe seemed more lively than he had imagined?

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

Zeus broke the rules. So Hades broke the board. Before the next Golden Cycle begins, before the God Kings vote to end or preserve existence, the Lord of the Underworld commits the ultimate taboo — he forges a successor outside of fate itself. From a Dark Sun infused with Death and Sky, two heirs are born: Tenebris — the Ending who came to the Beginning. CuelJuris — the Scribe who records the fall of gods. They are not bound by prophecy. They are not written into myth. They are Fateless. Raised among mortals. Forged in True Darkness. Cast onto Earth for ten thousand years of exile, Tenebris must survive divine wars, Gaia’s manipulation, Zeus’s paranoia, and the awakening of sealed memories that could drive even gods mad. The heavens believe this is another power struggle. They are wrong. This isn’t about ruling the cycle. It’s about ending it. And when the Lord of Stars awakens, the universe won’t continue. It will reset.

After spending a decade of my lonely, monotonous life inside the sandbox VRMMO “Your Story Online”, obsessively building and roleplaying as the most absurdly overpowered character imaginable—Elizabeth Drakeheart Yggdrasil, the hybrid daughter between the Celestial Heavenly Ash Dragon King and the Abyssal Demon Queen of Chaos, wielder of celestial light, abyssal chaos, and every broken combination I could dream up—my world came crashing down when the server shutdown was announced. With a heavy heart, I waited for the final night the servers would close forever, staying logged in until 00:00 to say goodbye to my lovingly hand-crafted NPCs, my fantasy parents, and the world I had built with all my heart. But when the world faded from my eyes, instead of logging out, I met a godly being who called himself “Oblivion.” “I love what you made here, let’s do a collab.” Now I open my eyes as a newborn dragon-demon girl named Elizabeth Loumirayael Drakeheart—exactly the same character I min-maxed for a decade. This time, though, my fantasy parents are real, the golden palace is real, the magical and divine powers surging through my tiny body are real, and the apocalyptic threats closing in on me and my family—the Eight Calamities—are real too. There is no respawn, no logout button, and no second chances if I fail. My parents have already saved the world once, and they remain as powerful as I remember them. I could finally have the laid-back life I always dreamed of in my perfect fantasy world. But I know nothing can ever be completely perfect. And if I want my new family to survive, this dragon girl is going to have to grow up terrifyingly fast.

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.

(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!!) "You're going to be the death of me Aurelia." He muttered to her. "Valerian pls...am tired. You need to calm yourself." For heavens sake, he just made her have three orgasms while sore from the previous night. And he's seriously not trying to make her have the fourth one...is he? Breathing hardly now, his eyes locked on her lips. "You know that this one is your fault." "My fault?" She asked in shock. "What did I even do?" "You seduced me." He said and Aurelia was stunned speechless. With an erotic deep sound, valerian quickly descended his head as his mouth devoured hers with renewed vigour and primal hunger. It was as if he were so starved for her taste and was ravenous for her again. ****** In a land divided by elements and ruled by powerful lords blessed by ancient gods- Ignarion- god of fire. Vireon -god of storms. Caelion- god of wind. Neryth-goddess of ice and water. And Thalor- god of earth. Every alliance forged and every oath sworn carries the weight of divine power... and ancient prophecy. For centuries, each lord has coveted more power, more dominion, and more control. One spark is all it takes to ignite war. Born of fire, Aurelia Flameborne was once the pride and beloved daughter of Ashmere. A beautiful warrior princess, destined for greatness and betrothed to Neris Winterbourne, the cold and noble Lord of Winter. All of that shatters the day the witch Ishara curses her. After the devastating War of Ashmere, Her face becomes scarred, her magic fractures, and her family locks her away in the tallest tower, too ashamed to let the world see what she has become. Even her fiancé, the Lord of Winter, abandons her for another. But destiny refuses to let her fade. When whispers from the North threaten to end her engagement, Aurelia's heart shatters. But before her world crumbles completely, a storm rises. Valerian Stormborne, the ambitious and enigmatic Lord of Thunder, steps forward to claim her. Now bound to a tempest, Aurelia finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, political games, and the unexpected warmth of love from her tempestuous husband… and her husband's son who calls her mother. But beneath the surface of mortal schemes, the gods begin to stir. Buried deep in the ashes of Caelmont lies an ancient prophecy: A child blessed by all five gods, born of powers that should never mix, will either unite the fractured realms… or bring about their ruin. Now, every Lord wants that child. Every kingdom seeks to control fate. But the gods? They have plans of their own. Now Aurelia stands at the center of obsession and war. The Lord of Winter who rejected her wants her back. The Lord of Wind hides desire behind a cunning smile. Her sister, plots from the shadows. And Valerian, the man who swore she'd "never be a wife," to him begins to burn for her with a passion he cannot control. Caught between storms, gods, and a love that could destroy kingdoms, Aurelia must rise—or the realms will fall.

There appears a soaring brown skin, handsome-looking lad. Who is he? The girl immediately addresses him as a prince, yielding down to him.

The faith comes and tries to play with my life. I have to travel back to the era of King Lee Young. My name is Kim Yeon jeo and the only daughter of the hospital director. I follow my family footstep because I fall in love with one of the professors in Neurosurgeon, Lee Jong Suk, which later is becoming my fiance. Accidentally, I got throw back to the bed of this handsome King. This cold and cunning king melt the heart of Yeon Joo. Should she forget everything and stay with the king? Should she forget the King and stay in the future where she belong? a hard decision to hold her future to two competent man in her life. follow this love story. PS: please be kind as English is not my native language.

Rosa ha vivido oculta entre espinas, magia y secretos, señalada por un reino que la convirtió en villana antes de conocerla. Alonso, el príncipe heredero de Flotopía, regresa después de años lejos y queda cautivado por la misteriosa joven de ojos azules. Pero acercarse significará desenterrar un pasado que sus familias han intentado ocultar durante años. Entre una antigua maldición, una corona construida sobre mentiras y un amor que jamás debió existir, Rosa y Alonso deberán descubrir quiénes son realmente… antes de repetir la historia de quienes los precedieron.

Being transmigrated wasn't in Reis's bucket list. Being so in an unpredictable world with danger lurking everywhere? Not even in his nightmare journal. So he definitely isn't thrilled when his soul is literally dragged out into a void and forced into a foreign body. Or about the blue screen of doom, trying to convince him that everything was exactly how it was supposed to be. Like hell it was right for him to be in line for the throne. Surely, Reis had run out of luck. But that didn't mean he was foolish enough to play hero. No. Why must he sacrifice his peace for something so foolish? Reis just had to wait. Until the royal family let their guard down, and he had enough money to escape far away. Just enough to escape heaven's eyes. And someone promised to help. Someone who didn't even know how to hold a human right side up. The fearsome guardian, who, for some reason, picked the weakest human to bother. It cost Reis half his mortal soul and a bit more, but what can he do? Escaping the throne is more important than dignity. Once the trouble's off his shoulder, he'd find a peaceful land to settle in and spend the rest of his mortal life lazing away. The perfect escape plan. But how is he supposed to escape from this so-called guardian again, at least before losing himself entirely? Well, not anytime soon. *** Antihero, bitter MC X Villainous, transcend level ML.

I have been reborn in France, and luckily, I have the identity of the Crown Prince. The downside is that the current king is Louis XVI, and in two years, he will be guillotined. Since my father and the ministers can’t be trusted, I’ll have to take matters into my own hands and reorganize France myself. First, I’ll make some money, just enough to solve the financial crisis that has plagued the country for centuries. Then, I’ll strike hard at the nobles with ill intentions who seek to usurp power. After that, I’ll seize the vast lands held by the church, which sits idle. Industry, technology, agriculture, and commerce will thrive together. I will be the greatest Crown Prince France has ever seen! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen10

[SCENE START] "Get the fuck out of here, you broke-ass, miserable Mandorian piece of shit!" the wealthy DI'an resident sneered, aggressively adjusting the cuffs of his ridiculously expensive suit. "Get the fuck out of our country, you bottom-feeding peasants!" The man in the poorly dressed uniform stood his ground, glaring right back with pure defiance. "I am not poor, and I am not going anywhere! I'm a legal resident of this shithole just like you, so take your elite corporate entitlement and shove it straight up your tight fucking ass!" "Oh? You wanna play hardball?" the DI'an resident laughed, a dark, cartoonishly evil grin spreading across his face. "Let me show you what a real corporate beatdown looks like, you pathetic broke fuck!" "And... CUT! Cut!" a director yelled from the background. "Beautiful! That was absolutely perfect. Exactly the scene I wanted!" [SCENE END] I instantly dropped my evil smirk, let out a heavy sigh of exhaustion, and looked right at the screen. Yeah, aren't you? I am talking to you. Mr. Reader, or Mrs., or... whatever it is. Just—look, Reader. Listen up. Let me properly introduce myself. I am the actual Narrator of the story you are about to read. Yeah, I just took a minor acting role in this cheap propaganda ad because I needed to scrape together some extra revenue on the side. The economy is absolute shit right now. Now, you are probably staring at your screen, looking at our tags, and thinking, 'Oh boy, they placed this story into the Fantasy category! Is it a standard fantasy story?' Let me stop you right fucking there. No. There won't be any majestic dragons, no pointy-eared elves, no generic magic systems, and definitely no standard-issue Demon Lord waiting at the end to get punched in the face. So why the hell did we choose the 'Fantasy' tag then? Well, let me explain the logic. The events in this story are entirely disconnected from real life, taking place in a completely different world with its own strange rules, massive scale, and alternate dimensions. We couldn't exactly throw this into 'Realistic Fiction' or 'Urban.' But honestly? The platform simply didn't have a better box for us to check. If I had the power to accurately name the actual genre of this novel, it would be a Pseudo-Corporate, Geopolitical Comedy. I know. It sounds ridiculously long, incredibly stupid, and a bit ridiculous. But it is whatever the fuck it is. We didn't have any other options. So, look. This story might not be exactly what you were expecting when you clicked that tag. You have a choice right now: you can either jump into Chapter 1, or you can get the hell out based entirely on what I am telling you right now. And yeah, yeah, I know it has literally been six months since we launched and we are just now updating our old, horribly vague synopsis. I have been busting my ass writing the main chapters, okay? I know this story is vastly different from the usual fantasy novels you see in this category. Some people might not click with it, and that is completely fine. But it's up to you. You can give it a try, or don't— AHEM. A loud, highly pointed, aggressively fake cough echoed from off-stage. I rolled my eyes, glaring at the Author. Alright, alright, I get it! The synopsis ends here. I am going to write the new chapter now before this guy fires me. Byeeeeee.

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!

Luke transmigrated. The moment he opened his eyes, he arrived in the world of League of Legends, Runeterra, the continent of Valoran! He started with nothing to his name, and an old mother gravely ill in bed, an absolute nightmare of an opening. Yet on her deathbed, she handed him a mysterious necklace. When he brought the necklace to Demacia’s capital, the Great City of Demacia, he was stunned to discover that the father he had never even met was the reigning king! In the blink of an eye, Luke became Demacia’s second prince, his older brother was Jarvan IV. With a background like that, Luke suddenly felt that being a slacker prince didn’t sound so bad. On top of that, he also awakened a sign-in system. With nothing to do, he’d sign in, then go tease the blonde girl next door from House Crownguard, and flirt a little with Fiora from the neighboring house. Life like this didn’t seem half bad either.

This book has two volumes. VOLUME ONE: Derek & Kira's story VOLUME TWO: Kai & Jessica's story Kira has spent her life believing she's cursed - a wolfless embarrassment her father barely tolerates. But when she's forced into a contract marriage with the cold and terrifying Lycan King, she learns the truth is far more deadly. *** Derek Wolfe didn't ask for a wife, just a womb for his heir. Emotionless, merciless, and built entirely from brooding muscle and trauma, the Lycan King intends to use her, then send her back where she came from. But when an assassination attempt exposes the lies surrounding her birth, he realises he's married something far more dangerous than a powerless girl. P.S: This is a slow-burn love story.