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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.

​"You keep giving me reasons to hate myself for what I love about you, Alice..." ​The thought is a poison. Alice Miller is the toxin in my fucking blood, turning every drop into a black, hollow void. ​She walked into Oakhaven as a student, but she became my enemy from the very first second. She thinks she can survive the grit; she thinks she can outrun the shadows. ​She’s wrong. I’m going to make her realize that in my world, the only thing more dangerous than being my enemy... is being the one thing I can’t let go of. ​I won’t just break her. I’ll own the pieces. ​"Welcome to the nightmare, Alice. I’ll be the one waiting for you in the dark." ​READ AT YOUR OWN RISK: ​This book is a Dark Romance / Psychological Thriller. It features a morally gray (to black) male lead, graphic depictions of obsession, manipulation, and intense themes that may be triggering for some. If you’re looking for a hero with a conscience, you’ve wandered into the wrong forest.

The first princess of the Cristiane Empire, Evelyn de P. la Cristiane, was a name that stirred whispers in every hall and alley of the empire—not out of admiration, but ridicule. Arrogant. Willful. Selfish. Those were the kinder words used to describe her. She shrieked at her maids for the smallest mistakes. She tore silk gowns just because she didn't like the shade. She ordered her meals to be thrown away simply because they weren’t “imperial enough.” Those who served her walked on eggshells, trembling with fear each day they woke up still assigned to the infamous Black Rose Palace. Black Rose—gilded on the outside, rotting on the inside. The palace farthest from the Imperial Heart, where warmth never reached, neither sunlight nor affection. It was where Evelyn was abandoned. The Empress had never even looked at her child. No one knew why. Throughout the empire, she was mocked and pitied. They called her "The Abandoned Princess," "The Unlucky Princess," and "The Powerless Princess." She was the object of ridicule across the empire. A royal in name only. And then one day, the princess tumbled down the grand staircase of her own neglected palace. A hard fall. A week-long slumber. Some thought it divine punishment, others, a mercy. But when she awoke, something was… different. The palace changed. No. Not the place. The princess. No tantrums. No smashed porcelain. No orders barked in fury. The princess who had terrorized her servants now sat quietly in her chamber, gazing out at the overgrown garden. She sighed a lot. Didn’t speak unless spoken to—and even then, her words were slow, careful, small. She frightened her maids now, not with cruelty, but with calm. The truth was something no one could have imagined. Because the real Evelyn de P. la Cristiane was gone. In her place sat a girl with thousands of years behind her. A girl who remembered. --- She was an infinite reincarnator. Each life, each era, each world—forgotten the moment she died. Until now. The fall down the stairs had been just the right push. It shattered something open. And when she woke up, she remembered everything—her countless pasts, the wars she had fought, the crowns she had worn, the magic she had wielded. She had lived too long. And she was tired. --- Only later did she realize something far more irritating. She had been reincarnating endlessly—over thousands of years—into the world of a reverse harem novel. A trashy reverse harem novel she read don't know how many lifetimes ago. A pretty setting, dramatic plots, an overly righteous heroine—and a pile of desperate male leads. Ugh. She didn’t care. Let the story play out as it wanted. Let the heroine win their hearts. Let the villains fall. She just wanted peace. Solitude. Maybe a quiet death this time. But fate, of course, laughed. --- At first, life was okay. Soon, however, she began attracting unwanted attention. Men who were supposed to fall for the novel’s heroine began showing interest in her instead. At first, she ignored it. But as more and more of them appeared around her, even she started to feel uneasy. The heir to the Grand Duke. The captain of the Shadow Knights. The future master of the Mage Tower. The prince of a desert kingdom. A mysterious, wealthy merchant. The prince of the Elves. And it didn’t stop there. Men she didn’t even remember from the novel. Courtiers. Foreign envoys. One particularly daring priest. Even a villain character she vaguely remembered killing someone in chapter twenty-three. They were all suddenly—unreasonably—interested in her. --- “Logically speaking,” she muttered, pressing her fingers to her temple, “I am older than even your ancestor’s ancestor’s ancestor. So could you all please leave me alone?” She exhaled, exhaustion evident in her eyes. “I’m already tired of this reincarnation nonsense. Don’t make me remember anyone’s name now. I barely remember my own.” The world never gave her peace—nor will it now.

​"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.

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.

Zhao Yi woke up to find himself in a romance novel set in a Mystical World, where he became the supporting male character driving the plot between the male and female leads! And he’s not just an ordinary supporting character — he’s the sixth prince of the royal family, rich and powerful. However, the female lead, who is supposed to be his fiancée, falls in love with the male lead — a young monk who possesses a ring which contains his master’s soul serving as his golden finger. This time, no longer clouded by love, Zhao would do whatever it takes to get his revenge.

Louis, a working man, after dropping dead from overwork, unexpectedly travels to the Star Continent, where gods roam and hundreds of races stand, becoming the first emperor in the history of the Ense Empire to ascend to the throne as a prince with a foreign surname. At this moment, the Imperial Capital is an ocean of laughter, to which he has made an indelible contribution. Because the revolutionary army is escorting him to the guillotine. As the trapezoidal blade falls, he ends his headless life... or so it should have been. But when he wakes up again, he returns to the moment just before he becomes a prince, with the diary he carried before his death also coming back with him. It records his future. But he doesn't know that Olivia, the Second Princess of the Ense Empire, has just been reborn, too...

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.

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

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!" ...

My name is Chen Mo, a gaming nerd. Recently, I've been obsessed with a single-player game called "Absolute Immortal" and have defeated the final boss, [Lady Yu], over a hundred times using cheats. Then, I transmigrated. I became Lady Yu's lackey. On my first day at work, why does it feel like Her Majesty is looking at me strangely...? ... My name is Yu Youhan, Imperial Consort of the Yuan Dynasty, with immense cultivation power, dominating the nine provinces. I recently had a 'dream'. In the dream, I was wantonly tormented by a man, utterly powerless. I initially thought it was a mistake in my cultivation, thus giving rise to a heart demon, until that 'inner demon' appeared right in front of me... ... Within the high walls of the deep palace. 'There are many ways to conquer a heart demon, it doesn't necessarily have to be through force...' 'Your Majesty, I, I admit defeat!' 'Who allowed you to admit defeat? Dare to defy this palace, and you'll be punished for another hour!' '...'

In an era brimming with noise, where danger and opportunity coexist, the practice of martial arts, various folk customs, strange tales, taboos, imperial courts, and the world of martial artists abound. Among these are the grandmasters, magical duels, ghostly encounters, divinations, invoking the divine, ritual plays, esoteric Buddhism, and the pursuit of immortality. In this diverse and complex world, where the three teachings intermingle and all kinds of people abound, the sphere of mysticism is filled with folklores and bizarre stories. It's a tumultuous time, where danger and opportunity exist side by side. Striding with his saber, Li Yan is determined to dispel all evil and embrace a world free from any taboo!

Raviel's little brother, Edwin gave her a throne to become an emperor, and he is trying to make his sister a first emperor to unite the whole continent. Because of him, Raviel was about to die early for overworking. Now, Raviel was surrounded by two men who were my brother and Dehart Duke, called as the monster of the North. They were such a good team to seize her!

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

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

Magic broke the world once. A dead empire reached too far, tore something in the sky that never healed, and sent civilization back to the dark ages. Eons later, the scar is still there. So are the monsters that came with it. A modern military officer opens his eyes in a ditch, in a dead man's body, in a region the kingdom uses as a dumping ground for its problems. The Badlands. Charming. He inherits a gutted city, a corrupt garrison, flooded mines, and a woman who can bend gravity with her bare hands. He also has something this world has never seen. The industrial revolution never happened here. It will now. ---------------------- 150 Power Stones = 1 Bonus chapter! 100 Golden Tickets = 3 Bonus Chapters!

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

I didn't ask to wake up as Drizella Tremaine—Cinderella's infamous, "wicked" stepsister. I certainly didn't ask for a crushing mountain of family debt, a magical curse forcing me to act like a villain, or a dangerously observant Crown Prince who keeps showing up at my secret warehouse. The fairy tale script demands that I humiliate my sweet stepsister and eventually cut off my own toes to fit into a glass slipper. But I’m a modern woman with a mind for business, and I refuse to be a pawn in someone else's story. I'm not going to bully Cinderella; I'm going to teach her how to run a monopoly. I'm not going to fight for the Prince's affection; I'm going to leverage him for trade routes. You don't need a glass slipper when you own the entire shoe empire. RELEASE SCHEDULE: Launch Event: 2 Chapters/Day for the first 14 days! Can't wait? Read up to 30 ADVANCE CHAPTERS right now on Patreon! patreon.com/authorzacross

A boy wakes from a coma with no memory, an empty shell in a world that doesn't feel real. he stumbles into a castle of nightmares, vampires, zombies, every monster from every dark tale. But to reclaim his humanity, he must uncover the terrifying truth of who he really was.