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Maria Romanova lost everything in a single betrayal—her family, her fortune, her freedom. To save what remains of her name, she is forced into a marriage she never chose… to Mikhail Dragunov, the ruthless heir of a private Russian dynasty. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. Their marriage is not built on love, but control and leverage. Every glance is a challenge. Every command is a test. And every punishment is designed to remind her who truly holds power. But Maria is not as fragile as he expects. A spark of fire burns within her—one Mikhail has yet to fully tame. As obsession replaces indifference and control begins to crack, she must decide: submit to the man who owns her future… or become the one thing he never planned for—his weakness. In a world where loyalty is currency, and love is a liability, one wrong move could cost her everything… including her heart.

(BL – Royal Romance – Fantasy – Psychological) In the radiant lands of The Dawn Kingdom, the royal family is known for its wisdom, stability, and noble bloodline. For years, Murad lived as the thoughtful middle child—between an older brother destined for the throne and a younger sister who adored him. But when tragedy strikes and his older brother dies unexpectedly, Murad is forced into a role he never prepared for: the new Crown Prince. With grief he cannot express and duties he cannot refuse, Murad carries both the kingdom’s future and his own hidden questions about identity, desire, and the kind of man he truly wants to become. Across the sea lies the kingdom of Florida, ruled by strength, discipline, and unbreakable pride. Its sole heir, Jon, has grown up in isolation—no siblings, no equals, no one to understand the weight of being the future king. Behind his fierce exterior lies a vulnerable heart craving connection, acceptance, and freedom. When Murad travels to Florida to complete his diplomatic studies, their paths cross in a moment that neither of them forgets. A thoughtful prince meets a fiery one. Duty meets desire. Silence meets truth. Between political tensions, the expectations of two nations, and the forbidden pull between their hearts, Murad and Jon must confront the hardest question: Will they live the lives chosen for them… or risk everything for the love they never expected? A tale of destiny, psychological conflict, royal power, and a love strong enough to challenge two kingdoms.

​Alpha Draegon wanted a son for twenty-four years. When his wife had a daughter instead, he lied to everyone. He raised the girl, Valen, to act and dress like a man so no one would know the truth. ​On Valen’s eighteenth birthday, a group of scary soldiers called the Lycanis arrive. They say every family must give them one man to join their army, or they will start a war. Valen’s father plans to go in her place to keep her safe. However, Valen leaves home in the middle of the night and gives herself to the Lycanis. ​She is taken to a cold place called the High Dark Mountain. She finds out that the Lycanis are dying out. They take men to help them have children and grow their population. The strong men become soldiers, and the weak men become workers. Valen is very strong, so the Lycanis women want her. ​The Lycanis King notices Valen. He is a mean and powerful leader. He makes Valen his personal guard. He does not know she is a woman. Valen has to hide her body and her feelings while she works for him every day. ​During a big battle, Valen gets hurt. Her secret is finally discovered. Everyone sees that she is a woman, not a prince. Now, the King has to make a choice. He can punish her for lying, or he can keep her with him to help stop his many problems.

In the country of Arboris, there is a long-established kingdom called Veridian. In Veridian, the Queen is not chosen by the people, but by the roots. When the Mother Tree names Commander Soren Vane Delve as the "Bearer of the Heir," The high-ranking officials were stunned. Veridian's long history reveals that there was a "Queen" who was also a man, but for many years, they had never see it in person. Moreover the chosen one is Commander Soren Vane Delve, he led the North’s fiercest knights and never bowed to anyone. To save his sister from a deadly crystallization disease, Soren must trade his sword for a silk gown and his pride for a womb. The “Queen” should eats the Marrow Pear from the Mother Tree so they can bearer the heir. And now, he is forced to become the Queen of King Lucian, a man he views as a fragile porcelain doll who only knows how to pray in church. However, as Womb-Bloom's tattoo burns into his skin, Soren realizes that the "weak" King hides a power that could break the Commander's steel heart.

​"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.

Old people used to say—"Watch your mouth. Once a word leaves, it never comes back." Nonsense, I thought. Pure, unadulterated nonsense. At least, that’s what I thought before today. Now, I’m sitting in an office that smells like pure disappointment, staring at a boss who can only be described as a fat, bald rhino. And I mean it. Not a single strand of hair. Smooth. Shiny. Reflecting my bad decisions right back at me. And the horn? Judging by his face, it looked like the rhino tried climbing a mountain and got the horn stuck halfway. Impossible, right? Yeah, that’s what I thought too. But look at this—today, a rhino is sitting in a chair, in an office, acting like he owns the world. Clearly, anything is possible. Now, all of this was supposed to stay in my head. A thought. A private, safe, non-life-threatening thought. But me? Why would I act normal? Why would I choose peace when I can personally ruin my entire life? So, instead of walking out quietly, I said it. "You fat rhino. I quit." ... Ah. Beautiful. Truly, I had the aura of a domineering CEO. Except for one small issue: I’m not the heroine of some high-end drama. There was no background music. No slow-motion exit. No hidden identity. Just me. A nuisance with no powerful family and no backup. If my ancestors could see me right now, they’d crawl out of their graves just to beat me up themselves. But it’s fine. Because according to every story I’ve ever read, I just need to raise my fist, land one punch, and—Boom. He flies two buildings away and I become a local legend. My fist landed. A solid, direct hit. ... Why was the rhino not moving? Not even an inch? New plan. There’s a door. There’s a security. There’s exactly one decision left: Die or run. So, obviously, I ran. "Grab her!" That was the last thing I heard before everything turned into chaos. I’m fast. I really am. Feet hitting the pavement, breath tearing out of my chest—I was doing great. I was surviving. I— Wait. Weren’t there people chasing me? Why did it suddenly go quiet? Their mouths were moving, but no sound came out. What kind of horror movie logic was this? And why were they looking at me like— BAM. Something hit me. My body lifted off the ground before crashing down hard enough to knock the soul out of my lungs. Right. So that part wasn't just in the movies. Damn. If I had known I was going to die like this, I would’ve at least shoved that novel straight down that old rhino’s throat before leaving. Seven Years Later... "Young Miss… would you be willing to marry me?" "Shut up." Isla didn’t even spare him a glance as she shoved the boy aside. He stumbled back, stunned, while another immediately stepped forward, far too eager. "Miss, I think I’m the better choi—" Slap. The crisp sound cut through the air, leaving the second boy frozen, his cheek reddening under her palm. "Both of you. Get lost." Before the silence could settle, another rushed in, holding out a delicately wrapped box. "Miss, here is a cake for you—" "Get. Lost." Her voice dropped an octave, sharp enough to slice through his courage. "The Young Miss only likes me!" another declared, pushing forward with ridiculous confidence. "Miss, this is a doll for you—" The voices overlapped. Gifts appeared one after another—cakes, dolls, trinkets—as if they thought piling offerings at her feet would win her over. In the middle of it all, Isla sat frozen. Her face flushed a deep red—but not from embarrassment. Her fingers curled against her lap, nails digging into her skin. What the hell is going on…? Her gaze swept across them, sharp and almost feral. Aren’t the male leads supposed to kill me? Her jaw tightened. Then why—God! How did I end up taming these crazy psychos?

“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.” ~ In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’. And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit. But death didn't take me. It sent me back. I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom. But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room. Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers. In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning. But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.” He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name. My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees. Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.

"You want to leave me?" Wanqing asked, her voice lacking emotion. "Who do you think you belong to?!" **** Lin Anning died in a snowstorm after being betrayed by her husband and her step mother. But instead of resting in peace, she wakes up in the body of a slave girl in ancient China. Yes, a mere slave girl! While trying to escape and find a way home, she crashes into the cold and unforgiving noblewomen Gu wanqing. Instead of begging for forgiveness, Anning chose to run. Sadly, Wanqing has her dragged back, slaps her for her insolence...and then buys her. Something about the girl reminds wanqing of the white tiger she once raised; beautiful, defiant and unwilling to bow in submission. But Gu Wanqing is betrothed to the crown prince, a cruel man who demands absolute obedience from his woman. As Anning's rebellious soul begins to crack Wanqing's frozen heart, the dangerous connection between them eventually draws the attention of the most powerful man in the empire. And in a world where a slave's life is worth less than air, defying fate may eventually cost them everything. Will Lin Anning defy fate by loving Gu Wanqing or will this forbidden relationship lead to their demise? Find out!

Veston stands divided, the Great Lords all vying for power, slowly tearing apart a realm that has never known true peace. During this time, four people, all born seventeen years ago, move forward, with a command they heard before their birth, already deciding their fate. Tristan Cosmaton, a princeling of the Cosmaton dynasty, resides at the Everlight Palace, a place where everything is a performance. After the late King's death, the realm elects a new ruler, fearing the civil war that could erupt under normal succession rules. After seventeen years of blending into the background, with the sole goal of survival, Tristan finally decided to step out of the shadows, not through ambition but a belief that it was the next step for what he had always done. After seventeen years, Alice is finally granted the title Magi and is given the freedom she has always craved to explore the Mad House and learn the horrors and wonders that exist beyond the doors that line the magical tower. Charging ahead, she slowly delves deeper into the world's history and forbidden truths, pursuing the goal she doesn't truly understand the cost of. Isis journeys through the nine realms of Veston and beyond, chronicling the world's stories, from the mundane to the exotic. For her, the world is one big story; everything worthwhile has its own novelty and beauty. With a command from before birth, she dismisses, Isis stumbles forward, filling her endless diary, inching ever closer to the inevitable choice she must make. With one prophecy before birth, 'Defend the Dove of Salvation, ' Oliver rises from a Lordless Knight, searching for a liege he doesn't know to become the greatest sword in the realm. Oliver tries to navigate a world that tramples over the ideals of Chivalry, experiencing a world he despises for the sole goal of finding the one he must protect. ----------------------- Other than the first short arc, which introduced all the characters at once, each arc will focus on a person's story unless they meet or are in close proximity to one another. Each arc won't just solely focus on the MC POV, but characters around there immediate orbit or are extremely important to the plot, but if it ever switches away from the MC to another character, it will be for a brief time. The only character who won't have a second Pov and it will always follow the character is Alice. ----------- Cover art will be commissioned once I have money to do so

“In my last life, I was a corporate shark. I settled million-dollar lawsuits before breakfast. Now? I’m scrubbing the floor of a Prince who behaves like a spoiled toddler.” When CEO advisor Elara dies from overwork, she wakes up as a low-ranking maid in the Palace of Oakhaven. Her boss is Prince Bastian—the infamous "Trash Prince." He’s lazy, he’s drunk, and he’s the laughingstock of the Empire. But Elara’s sharp eyes see the truth: The "Trash" is a mask. The Prince is playing a dangerous game of survival against his murderous siblings. Armed with a mop and the coldest stare in the kingdom, Elara decides to "fix" the Prince. If he wants to be King, he’ll have to listen to her. And if he doesn’t? She’ll just have to slap some sense into him first.

Alice Miller was supposed to be the "New and Improved" version of herself. Instead, she’s a swamp monster. ​One puddle. One black European sports car. And one "offensively attractive" jerk named Zade who didn't even look back. ​Alice thought the humiliation was over until she found him hiding like a coward in a convenience store. Now, she has the leverage, a name, and a burning desire for revenge. Zade thinks he’s untouchable in his glass-and-metal bubble, but Alice is about to shatter it. ​In this world of elite business schools and arrogant heirs, Alice is learning one thing fast: This isn't a Wonderland, and she isn't here to play nice.

Throne of Blasphemy is a dark progression fantasy about a fallen king reborn into the very faith that should have destroyed him. King Aatrox The Conqueror once ruled through Decree, a power that bent reality to his will. He was a king, a conqueror, and a threat heaven refused to tolerate. So they cast him down. Now he has awakened as Icarus Deythar, the weakest son of a noble house sworn to Aurelion, the Sun God. In a family built on faith, discipline, and divine order, Icarus must turn the laws of heaven into the steps of his ascent. He did not return for the throne that was taken from him. He returned for one higher than heaven — a throne forged in... blasphemy.

A bestselling author dies and wakes up inside her own fantasy romance as Seraphina Nightingale—the infamous villainess destined to be executed in six months. The “hero route” collapses immediately: a noble is poisoned at the engagement celebration, Seraphina is framed, and Duke Kieran Valerius appears far earlier than he should—because he’s regressed through multiple timelines and has watched her die again and again. Seraphina allies with the supposed heroine, Lily, only to uncover a much darker conspiracy: the Temple, the Crown, and Seraphina’s own father are playing a long game that involves assassination, propaganda, and time-loop mechanics. The story becomes a fast, chaotic survival run—escape, fights, horror-set pieces, dark humor, and romance—while Seraphina and Kieran’s bond grows from tense alliance to love forged by repeated deaths and impossible trust. As the conspiracies escalate, Seraphina learns the worst truth: her father is also looping, and “fate” isn’t just narrative—it’s being actively engineered. The enemy expands beyond the palace into organizations that treat kingdoms like chessboards, turning public faith and politics into weapons. Seraphina ultimately gains access to reality-level power tied to an ancient artifact and breaks the loop system—but victory has a price: reality needs stability, and new “seeds” (future anchor artifacts) begin maturing across the world. Worse, hidden factions and “reformers” weaponize democratic language to sabotage the fragile new order from within, creating crises that look like public movements but are actually engineered collapse. Then comes the twist that redefines everything: a thirteenth seed—not part of the original artifact—exists, tied directly to Seraphina’s author-essence. It becomes a real chance to bring her back fully, but it risks destabilizing the world again. When Seraphina returns, she isn’t the same—she carries memories of being “the world” and must relearn how to be one person without accidentally reshaping reality. While she takes on a formal role to help mediate crises without becoming a tyrant, a resurrected thread from the beginning—Mercedes, a woman who remembers “drafts” of reality—reveals that stories themselves can be manufactured like weapons. She lures the cast toward an underground “Printing House”, where alternate endings are stored and deployed, and the final conflict shifts from swords and armies to the most dangerous battleground of all: who controls the narrative of the world, and who decides what ending humanity deserves.

Crown Prince Rain Vale an heir only by title—never by heart. In the kingdom of Silverreach, omegas are meant to serve, not rule. Yet I was born the son of the consort and declared heir at birth, shattering centuries of tradition and igniting hatred in the hearts of my seven alpha brothers. To them, I am not a prince… but the moon's greatest mistake waiting to be corrected. My coming-of-age Howling Ceremony was meant to fix that mistake. A political spectacle designed to bind me to a powerful alpha and quietly strip me of power, ensuring Silverreach returns to its “proper” order. But the Moon has always loved cruel jokes. Instead of a conquering warlord, noble king, or domineering alpha, the bond binds to Caelan Moonfang—the fallen alpha of the Moonfang pack, a crippled Enigma. To my father, the match is an insult. To Caelan’s brother, it is humiliation. To the world, it is proof the Moon has lost its mind. But I knelt anyway and claimed him. Because I, Rain Vale, have never been obedient. And if the kingdoms see a mistake… I will become their worst.

In the middle of the castle garden stood a table prepared for an elegant tea, draped in white lace, set with blue-and-white porcelain, tiered trays of pastel pastries, and crystal cups releasing the mingled scents of roses and spiced leaves in the warm afternoon air. And in the midst of this carefully arranged ensemble lay Mirabelle Luchs. Her wild curls were spread across plates and among the tempting desserts. Her dress had been pushed up to her hips, her legs bent and braced against the edge of the table, trembling. Elegant male hands pressed them farther apart while she desperately tried to close them. Between her legs was the head of a man. His pointed fox ears twitched with amusement as his tongue moved over her again and again. Desperately, she grasped his copper-colored hair—whether to stop him or to hold on, she no longer knew. Another shudder ran through her, and a purr mingled with the birds’ song. While he savored his dessert with pleasure, Mirabelle wondered how it had ever come to this. ---- Mirabelle Luchs wakes up in a world that should not exist. A feudal beast kingdom ruled by instinct, hierarchy, and conquest. A world where aristocracy is carved into bloodlines and women like her are used to secure peace after defeat. She inhabits the body of an unmarried duchess from the losing side of a brutal war. Sheltered until now. Politically valuable. Offered by treaty to powerful beast nobles from the victorious realm. Men who do not hide their expectations, their presence, or their hunger. Mirabelle is unprepared for medieval court life, for beast instincts worn openly, for how closely power and desire intertwine in this world. But she refuses to remain a passive prize. With a modern mind and a sharp sense for social dynamics, Mirabelle begins to turn the rules against those who seek to control her. Provocation becomes a choice. Submission a performance. A mature reverse harem fantasy set in a medieval beast world, featuring political marriages, power games, and a female lead who refuses to be ruled quietly.

Ezra Belloren is a knight. The most faithful blade of the first prince, Helios De Luxaelian Sunthyr. Feared across the land, he is known as the Crimson Fae, a knight whose beauty is always stained with blood. No one questions his loyalty or his skill. But Ezra carries a secret he has sworn never to reveal. He is an omega. For twenty-four years, Ezra hid his second gender and lived content with his life as a knight. That secret alone was dangerous enough. Then, on an unexpected night, he found himself under the gaze of a gold-eyed prince, and everything changed. Five years later, Ezra returns from a long “vacation” after receiving urgent letters from Helios about the kingdom’s worsening state, calling his captain back to duty. He does not return alone. At his side is a child with golden eyes, the unmistakable mark of royal blood. Ezra will do whatever it takes to fulfill his duty as a knight, even if it means hiding the truth of his hidden heir from the very kingdom he swore to protect. ⊱༺༒︎༻⊰ “Maman… do I have a papa?” Lior asks, his eyes wide with innocent curiosity. Ezra almost frowns at the sudden question. He stops himself just in time. “Of course you do.” Lior’s grip tightens around his sleeve. “Where is he?” Ezra doesn’t answer right away. How could he? How could he explain that Lior’s father was someone he had already met, someone who walked the halls of the palace in gold and authority? Someone who could never be allowed to know he existed.

MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Smuts, Possessive. Silas Vane is thirty years old, a lethal "Ghost" for the Vane Mafia family, and a rare, strong Omega who refuses to be tamed. His mission was simple: break into the Royal Palace, steal the King’s secrets, and disappear. But Silas didn't count on Prince Alaric. At twenty-five, the Crown Prince is a predator—a dominant Alpha with a hunger for power and a sharp eye for rebellion. When he catches Silas in the act, a high-stakes chase ends in a devastating fall. Silas wakes up in the royal infirmary with a fractured skull and a blank mind. Or does he? Desperate to survive, Silas plays the only card he has: he pretends to have Amnesia. He plans to act the part of a victim until he can escape. But Alaric is a master of games, and he sees through the thief's mask. Instead of throwing Silas in a dungeon, the Prince whispers a golden lie: "You aren't a criminal, Silas. You are my fiancé. We were supposed to be married tomorrow." Now, trapped in a web of fake romance and possessive touches, the 30-year-old killer must play the "loving mate" to a 25-year-old King who knows exactly who he is. In a palace built on secrets, who is the real prisoner? And what happens when the "Mate" starts to forget that his love... was supposed to be a lie?

“Oh, my love… even in death, we will remain together. Remember, I am a man already claimed by the grave.” **** Oriana, a twenty-three-year-old, has already endured more loss than most could bear. After the tragic death of her parents…and now her only remaining hope, her elder brother, she unexpectedly becomes queen. But being queen is only the beginning: she needs a king… and love is nowhere in sight. Yet Oriana harbors a secret. Every night, she shares her bed with a mysterious ghost, her silent companion, her only solace. But now, she is married to a king—not just any king, but a powerful dragon king from a distant realm, known for his heartless nature. What happens when her spectral secret is discovered? Will he ever learn the truth? And if he does…?

[Remake of TBATE: Corvis Eralith] Tessia Eralith wasn’t supposed to have a brother. When a devoted reader of The Beginning After The End is reborn as the twin of the novel’s main heroine, he knows the timeline has already shattered. He is a walking paradox born with powers that shouldn't exist in that world to begin with powers strangely related to “Fate”—a concept that even the Asuras of Epheotus fear. His very existence has destabilized the world, threatening to trigger a cataclysm far worse than the war against Alacrya. Now, to save his people and prevent reality from collapsing, he must do the unthinkable: he must declare war on Destiny itself.

In an age of blood, steel, and freezing spray, a Viking’s worth is measured by the swing of his axe. They are raiders. They are conquerors. They are the terror of the North. Ragnar, the eighteen-year-old bastard son of a starving chieftain, is none of these things. Just a month ago, he was a Senior Naval Architect in Seattle, designing high-efficiency cargo vessels. Now, he stands on a frozen fjord in 865 AD, facing a suicide mission to England that threatens to wipe out his village. Mocked for his refusal to raid and his obsession with "wizard words" like logistics and drag coefficients, Ragnar is dismissed as a coward. But they are all wrong. Where they see a longship, he sees a displacement curve waiting to be optimized. Where they see a storm, he sees wind energy waiting to be harnessed. They say his methods are madness. Soon, they will realize that while they are playing at war, he is engineering an empire. -------- Disclaimer: *Kingdom Building & Tech-Uplift: MC uses modern engineering to revolutionize the Viking Age. *Weak-to-Strong: Starts as a despised bastard, progresses to a wealthy tycoon/warlord. *High Detail: Detailed descriptions of ship-building and primitive industrialization.