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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.

Reqiel is a sheltered Angel who just wants to live a little, he sweet-talks his way to being allowed to visit Earth and crashes into Andras, a demon on the run. Andras just wants to remain anonymous but the clumsy, bright youth that refuses to leave him won't let him be. Slowly but surely Reqiel worms his way into his heart but it's a love story that's never meant to be. ~*~ The Angels and Demons have always been at war and will always be at war so it was a fated tragedy from the start. Will their love remain strong through the ages as their very nature threatens to tear them apart?

[Warning: Mature Content 18+] The dark look in his Hades' eyes caused my body to tingle. For the first time in my life, I felt seen and wanted. "Leave now if you don't want this" there was a rough edge to his tone but there was something else. Desire. Instead of doing what he asked, I took a step closer to him...... Born a slave, Iris has known only cruelty from wolf to wolf, mocked by her fellow humans and hunted by the pack. When a prank drags her into the sacred mating ritual, she stumbles into the center of the circle and everything breaks: the feared Alpha Warrior, Hades, names her in front of the entire kingdom. A human. His mate. Claimed by a man no one dared to cross, the Cursed alpha and the King's blade. Iris is pulled into a world of iron law, whispered curses, and bitter enemies. Hades is a storm, silent, brutal, and bound by a curse that has killed every woman he chose as his mate. As enemies close in and betrayals surface, Iris discovers a power she never knew she had and a truth that could topple kings: she is no ordinary slave. She is the key to breaking the curse and when others find out who she truly is, she becomes a target. Her inner power reveals her as the Ultimate wolf queen and she fights beside Hades conquering their enemies. They end years of human slavery. Love forged in blood becomes war. Allies gather, loyalties shatter, and in the roar of battle Iris must choose; stay hidden as the mate of a Cursed alpha or rise as the wolf queen who will remake the world.

“Unlucky” would be the nice way to describe Lucas’ luck. He wasn’t just down bad. He was practically cursed. As someone who never asked to exist, he’s had to experience medical torture, imprisonment, and eventually death. And that was just his first life. Then, just as he thought of escaping his fate, he transmigrates into the body of the Empire’s most useless Flower Vase. Great, now he should have status, wealth, and beauty, right? Wrong. Because his new body, Young Lord Luca Kyros, was a vegetable. And what’s worse was that no one else seemed to know the truth. To everyone else, he was just your typical rebellious heir. He wouldn’t have minded that. He was used to being called a harlot or similar names for being a defective Guide. But the problem was he woke up right smack in the middle of the Royal Military Academy’s Assessment test. And his double body, the one who should be attending school, perished in an ambush. So now, he’s forced to resolve his existential crisis while attending a school he never even enrolled in. He’ll have to conquer his flimsy body, his brooding roommate, and his picky-eater “dungeon”—all that on top of surviving impending doom. Someone definitely needs a miracle.

(Daily updates for September) ***fixing the files**** Silas knew that being born as an omega meant his life wouldn't have many choices—unless you came from a privileged family, where your trait didn't matter and you could live comfortably. When a baron adopted him, Silas saw a glimmer of hope and vowed to repay the man he called father. However, though it was better than life in the orphanage, Silas knew he would never truly belong to the family. He was groomed to obey, and his adoptive father planned to use him to expand connections with noble families. As he grew older, his father repeatedly offered him in marriage to the son of a grand duke, an alpha, only to be rejected every single time. Eventually, just before the grand duke's son left for military service, his father received an answer: the grand duke's son agreed to the connection—but only on the condition that Silas would be a consort. It wasn't uncommon for alphas to have multiple consorts, though it wasn't what Silas desired. Still, as an omega, this was the only way he could repay the baron's kindness. * Silas remembered what Alric was like back when they were at the academy. Cold, quiet, and someone who despised omegas. He knew what kind of fate awaited him and gave up on the kind of love he often read about in books. After all, real life wasn't the same as the fantasies penned by writers. Instead, Silas decided to prepare himself for decorating the "cage" he would live in—a life filled with the constant refrain of "at least, at least, at least." He would get used to it. He had to. But something felt different. Why was Alric treating him so differently now compared to the way he had back in school? Alric's eyes were filled with a tenderness and sorrow that Silas couldn't understand. It was the kind of look that made Silas want to hold him close. — (Read the info for more additions)

Tags: #Romance, #R18, #Revenge, #weaktostrong, #Fast-paced, #Royal #family #Betrayal. #Breeder, Touch her and die , #Lycan, #Ruthless, #Dominant, #Witches, #Gore. On the night before her wedding, Arabella Montclair believed she was the luckiest wolf alive. Mated to the powerful Alpha Victor Ashford. Chosen by the Moon Goddess. Finally free from a lifetime of living in her stepmother’s shadow. She poured her heart into planning the perfect ceremony, convinced that tomorrow would mark the beginning of her happily ever after. Instead, it became the day her world shattered. Before the entire Silver Moon Pack, Arabella walks into her own wedding hall, only to find her mate standing at the altar with another bride. Her stepsister. Humiliated and exposed, her most guarded secret is revealed: she carries an F-class fertility rating, deemed cursed, unworthy of bearing an heir. In a world where fertility defines a wolf’s value, she is rejected, discarded, and publicly stripped of her title as mate. “I reject you.” With those words, her bond is severed. Her wolf falls silent. And Arabella is condemned to the lowest fate imaginable, declared a breeder, a life worse than slavery. Beaten. Broken. Forgotten. But fate is far from finished with her. On the very day she is cast aside, the immortal Lycan King, Enzo Obsidian, arrives unannounced at Silver Moon Pack. A ruthless ruler with violet eyes and centuries of power behind him, Enzo has come to investigate corruption festering within the pack. He expected deceit. He expected betrayal. He expected blood. He did not expect her. Among the women paraded before him as entertainment, one figure stands out, a girl in torn white lace, head bowed, silent yet defiant. She smells of pain… and something far rarer. She does not belong there. As secrets unravel and hidden truths surface, the rejected breeder may be more than what anyone believes. And the king who fears nothing may soon find himself entangled in a fate neither of them saw coming. Because sometimes, the one deemed unworthy by a pack… is the one destined to stand beside a king.

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,"

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.

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.

Acquainted for five years, married for two — Mu Wan Yun had always felt her husband didn't love her at all, that he'd married her only out of pity. So when the Duke Mansion, the family who abandoned her as a child, finally came to take her home on the condition that she divorce her husband, she wrote the letter of divorce without a second thought. -- Acquainted for five years, married for two — Lu Jingxing had always believed he and his wife were deeply in love. He'd even gone as far as threatening his Imperial Father to grant Mu Wan Yun the title of Crown Princess Consort. He had planned to bring his wife back to Chang'an to be his princess, but was met with a letter of divorce instead. The woman he believed was madly in love with him had actually divorced him. -- Mu Wan Yun thought that after returning home, she'd be the high and mighty Second Miss of the Duke Mansion. She never expected the family she had longed for was a pack of wolves and tigers. After barely escaping their clutches, Mu Wan Yun was filled with regret for divorcing her husband. She wanted to return to the village, make amends, and live a blissful life with him. But she never imagined her husband was actually the newly enthroned emperor — an emperor who held a deep-seated hatred for the Mu Family!!! Even more unthinkable — the husband she had always believed didn't love her had long ago arranged for her the supreme position of imperial consort. Yet she had divorced him for the family that had abandoned her. And so, she could only silently embark on the path of winning her husband back…

After crossing over, Shen Han finds himself trapped in the body of the Shen family’s most disliked junior—a boy ignored by his clan and left with no prospects. Before he can even adjust to this new identity, an imperial decree arrives, announcing that he is to marry a princess. Whispers spread instantly. The entire family waits for him to disgrace himself, convinced that a useless junior like him will only bring shame upon the household. But what no one knows is this: Shen Han has awakened a rare system capable of extracting the “prefixes” of things. And with every prefix he extracts, he grows stronger in ways no one can predict.

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!

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!

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 a parallel universe, every person is born with special abilities known as curses. Curses tend to handicap the user in some way but can offer useful abilities. Vex finds himself to be cursed with misfortune, which causes his life to go disarray. Burdened by his past, he desires to be freed from his curse and rid the world of curses entirely. A After rescuing Lily, a young cat demi-human girl, on behalf of his client, the two make an unlikely party to explore all nine countries in hopes of finding special crystals with the power to summon the goddess of the world to grant their wishes. Their first challenge? Making it out alive of the body of a nobleman's teenage daughter! (Cover art by ホシノナナ（くん）on pixiv)

Lucien's control was fraying. He watched Elian's shoulders shake, watched fat tears roll down those flushed cheeks as the younger man tried—and failed—to hold back broken sobs. The sight should have disgusted him. Instead, it ignited something feral in his chest. "Be quiet, Elian," Lucien warned, voice low and strained. Elian's head snapped up, eyes blazing through the tears. "No! I will not be quiet!" His voice cracked, raw and defiant. "I demand you let me go. Set me—ah!" Lucien moved before he could think. In one brutal motion, he slammed Elian against the nearest wall, the impact knocking the breath from both of them. Elian's back hit stone with a dull thud, his wrists pinned above his head by one of Lucien's large hands. "Be quiet," Lucien hissed again, forehead pressed against Elian's, their breaths mingling hot and desperate. Elian whimpered, twisting uselessly in his grip. "You monster… you—" Lucien's mouth crashed down on his. It wasn't gentle. It wasn't a kiss—it was a claim. Hard, punishing, devouring. Elian gasped into it, the sound swallowed instantly as Lucien pressed closer, body caging him completely against the cold wall. The taste of salt from Elian's tears mixed with something sweeter, something that made Lucien's blood roar. Elian struggled for half a second… then his lips parted on a broken moan. Lucien pulled back just enough to growl against his mouth, "I said be quiet." But Elian—trembling, furious, aching—only whispered back, voice wrecked: "Make me." **** Some truths are worth killing for. ​Son of a traitor, Elian Morel was meant to burn in the Duke's dungeon. Instead, the ruthless Duke Lucien pulls him from the darkness and keeps him locked in his private wing—close enough to watch, to touch, to break. Elian hides a dangerous gift: with one touch, he can drag out the truth behind any lie. Lucien is cold precision and merciless control, a man bound by a royal betrothal and secrets of his own. But the more he tries to possess Elian, the more his iron restraint begins to crack. In a world of court intrigue and deadly politics, their charged proximity turns into something darker—something hungry. Every defiance, every forced confession, every lingering gaze pushes them closer to the edge. Between captor and captive, hatred and desire, a forbidden bond begins to form. One that could destroy them both. Power, obsession, and a love that defies the throne.

“You must bear a child, Celia. what good is a woman who isn’t a mother? What good is an empty womb?” “Especially when it’s a foreign womb, like yours…” It’s not an easy life when you’re watched month after month, when all the blame is placed at your feet for your young husband having no heir. Celia Devon Tralhamir, Crown Princess of Havietten, waits every month with hope mingled with fear. A child will secure her future. But it will also bind her for life to a husband she neither loves or respects, who refuses to see her abilities. Is that what she wants? Is she content to prioritise security over happiness, and be a wordless decorative vessel all her life? Or is she brave enough to try to forge her own path and seize fulfilment on her own terms? Even in a society that cannot recognise individual brilliance in a mere woman. A sequel to the WEBNOVEL book “Earning the Love of a Princess”, this novel follows another woman born into the Royal House of Devon, trying to fight the confines that threaten to stifle her happiness.