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Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King

"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.
TheLoneQuill · 20.2k Views

To be a Villainess.

NO SMUT. I was murdered by the two people I trusted most—my fiancé and my stepsister. Sickly, powerless, and foolishly kind, I couldn’t even fight back as they stole everything from me. As I lay dying, regret was the only thing I had left. I thought of all the stories I once loved—tales where villainesses lived boldly, took what they wanted, and never begged for love that would betray them. I wished, just once, that I could be like them. Then a voice answered. "Congratulations, host. You’ve been chosen for the Villainess System." When I opened my eyes, I was no longer the girl who died. I had been trandmigrated into the body of Seraphina Helene Valemont, a woman feared, powerful, and destined to fall—into a world of magic and nobility Armed with a mysterious system. The nobles who scheme, the royals who manipulate, the enemies hiding behind smiles—I will outplay them all. Love? Trust? Mercy? I’ve already died for those once. This time, I will be ruthless. This time, I will survive. And if the world insists on making me the villainess — Then I will become the most unforgettable one it has ever seen. That is exactly what I wished for right. ********* Please support me in anyway possible. 100 power stones= 2 extra chapters. 20 golden tickets= 3 extra chapters. 1 Magic Castle = 5 extra chapters in the span of 2 days. 1 Golden Gachapon= 10 extra chapters in the span of 3 days (I know this may be too much but I'm just dreaming here.) I will be uploading chapters 4 times a week. Thanks for your understanding
Mich_ella_ · 297.5k Views

I Became The Wrong Prince

The moment I opened my eyes, I realized that I wasn't dead. However, I was no longer in my own world. I wasn't in the underworld, any kind of heaven, or a strange afterlife. I was inside a novel I had only heard about in passing. It was a fantasy story that my subordinates always talked about. It was the story of a regular person who entered the body of the 12th prince and embarked on a journey to become heir to the throne of the Emberfield Kingdom and, eventually, the hero of the world. Throughout that journey, the 12th prince encounters mystical creatures who become his allies, assembles a motley crew of warriors, forms alliances with various kingdoms, fights against an evil organization intent on destroying the world, and even becomes the hero known to everyone across all three continents. Whenever my subordinates updated me on the story, I often heard them jokingly wish they could get hit by a truck, enter the book, become the 12th prince, and finally live out such a fairy-tale-like story instead of suffering in the real world. I always laughed and told them that the more they wished for it to happen to them, the more likely it was to happen to somebody else who didn't even want it, so instead of wishing for nonsense, they should get back to work. And as if my words were a curse- When I died, I was the one sent into the book. But the problem was… I wasn't sent into the body of the 12th prince who becomes the hero of 3 continents! I was sent into the body of the illegitimate 13th prince, an EXTRA who died within the very first chapter that had been summarized to me. As I stared at the king, the queen, concubines, and half-siblings, all wishing for his death, I only had one thought. Once I made it out of this situation, I needed to amass enough money and power to protect myself, figure out why and how I had been brought into the story, and live a peaceful and fruitful life away from all the incidents that were sure to happen if I couldn't find a way home. As for what would happen to the kingdom and the rest of the world? It had absolutely nothing to do with me. Let the 12th prince handle it just like he had in the story. I planned on living my own life.
SummmerDaze · 11.6k Views

At the same time.

Kim Ji Won is a young and influential owner of the grand Eldorado Shopping Center. Handsome, wealthy, and utterly confident in his own superiority, he has long believed that the world exists solely to satisfy his desires. The only person constantly at his side is his personal secretary, Lee Yeo Jun - restrained, diligent, and impeccably polite. Beneath this polished courtesy, however, lie fatigue, patience, and emotions that Ji Won either does not notice or prefers to ignore. Ji Won moves through a series of situations that confirm his selfishness and consumerism. To him, they are mere irritations, but to the world around him, they are the final straw. One day, he awakens to find himself in an entirely different reality - the Joseon era. Here, he is nobody. He possesses neither a powerful name, protection, nor privileges. He is assigned to work in the palace kitchen. For the first time in his life, Ji Won must learn self-reliance, patience, and submission. His former arrogance makes him a target of ridicule and punishment, and only gradually does he come to understand the value of others’ labor. Slowly, he learns gratitude, generosity, and the meaning of support - first reluctantly, then with growing sincerity. The true shock comes with his encounter with the young crown prince. At first seemingly infantile, brash, and capricious, the prince turns out to be Yeo Jun - the same secretary, yet in another life and another role. Intrigued by Ji Won’s strange behavior, the prince transfers him from the kitchen and appoints him as his personal attendant. This time, the initiative lies with Yeo Jun. He observes, teases, sometimes mocks playfully, and at other times displays unexpected gentleness. For the first time in his life, Ji Won must learn to listen, to understand, and to accept the will of another. Gradually, feelings begin to grow between them. Ji Won faces the challenge of love without possession or power, while Yeo Jun discovers the possibility of trust. Their relationship develops amid palace intrigues and dangers. Ji Won increasingly sacrifices his own comfort and safety for Yeo Jun, gradually dismantling the image of the man he once was - and discovering who he might truly become.
YanSan · 7.5k Views

Heroic Songs In Chaos World

Heroic Songs In Chaos World Author: sampatin Genre: Fantasy, Military, Bureaucracy, Warfare, Dark Themes, Otherworldly This story draws inspiration from history, as narrated through the author's unique perspective. It blends creativity with historical elements, intertwining fact and fiction. While some aspects closely resemble real historical events, others diverge significantly. The characters, locations, relationships, and events are a fusion of reality and imagination. Some may have historical counterparts, while others are entirely fictional. Readers should not consider this novel an official historical chronicle. The world holds countless bitter sorrows But none more bitter than losing freedom. Prologue He devotes himself to love, and sacrifices for righteousness. The downfall of the nation and the people's loss of identity are obsessions for one who forgets grudges, and dedicates himself fully to the people. He dedicates his life to the nation, aspiring for his people, lives for love, and dies for righteousness. A peaceful nation and joyful people are the aspirations of one who regards the nation as everything. He charged into the flames of war like a moth drawn to fire, hazarding his life for freedom. To fight to the death for deliverance was the obligation of one who lived for his loved ones and was willing to die for his family. He repays kindness and avenges grievances. He survives because of hatred, bleeds for love, and fights to the death for vengeance. His lifelong creed is the fixation that blood debts must be repaid in blood. He exists for familial ties and endures humiliation to avenge his family. Blood dyes deep-seated hatred, and his life is devoted to a dream. It is the life of one imprisoned in a cycle of hatred, marching side by side with fixation and yearning to transform a phantasmal vision into reality. He weeps for his family and sheds blood for his loved ones. He vows to live for love and die for righteousness. Blood washes away hatred, and a life dedicated to kinship is the purpose of one who sees family as their sole existence. He is the maker of thrones, the changer of dynasties. A powerful nation, its lands whole and unbroken, its people living in peace, soldiers and subjects united, and a lineage—close-knit and united—lasting for countless generations, imperishable for eternity. Such is the perfect world for those who believe that personal power cannot compare to the prosperity of lineage. He is a pillar of the realm, erasing discord for the land’s sake, quelling internal strife, repelling foreign aggressors, and safeguarding the emperor. With a lifetime of unwavering devotion, he upholds the bond between ruler and subjects. He unites the imperial lineage with commanders and warriors, and fosters harmony between commoners and the martial force to forge an army bonded like fathers and sons. Commanding formidable legions, he vanquishes invading foes, restores the capital, and brings peace and prosperity to the people. He is the one who connects two worlds, governs the throne, and cherishes talent as if it were life itself. With diplomacy that is both firm and flexible, and rigorous yet just internal governance, he dedicates himself to strengthening familial bonds. He alleviates burdens on the populace, and unites all ranks to safeguard the nation's fate. The eternal mountains and rivers, the people living in peace and prosperity, and the succession of enlightened and virtuous rulers—these are the hopes of one who bears the weight of the kingdom upon his shoulders. The people. The crossroads. Who will endure in pursuit of their dreams until the final moment of this grand saga of farewell and demise in an age of Heroic Songs in the World of Chaos?
sampatin · 45.9k Views

Transmigrated: Married to a Cold Mage, So I Built My Own Kingdom

"Honesty and politics don’t belong in the same sentence," they say. Celine Yue, a kind-hearted social worker, stepped into politics to help more people. But what she didn’t know… was that her own party would be the one to end her life. After her death, she wakes up in another world as Cyrina Vaeloria, the Elf Princess—right on the day of her arranged marriage to Lucian Aetherion, the cold, mysterious Human Prince and strongest mage alive. A political union to keep two powerful races from tearing each other apart. But this so-called alliance is just a mask. She despises the way other races are trampled beneath noble boots. Cyrina refuses to be a pretty puppet. She dreams of building a new kingdom—where races aren’t divided by power, bloodlines, or magic. To do that, she’ll need power of her own. And lucky her... she just married the most dangerous man in existence. With sharp wit and stubborn grace, Cyrina slowly bends her cold husband to her will— She toys with the ruthless Archmage, tames the untamable… and drags him into a revolution wrapped in royal silk. After all, if you marry the strongest mage alive… you might as well make him yours. ***** excerpt~ Lucian’s voice is like a blade, low and sharp. “Do you even understand what you said in the royal assembly?” Cyrina lifts her chin, unbothered. “I understand perfectly. I said I’ll build a new kingdom—where every race can live together.” His eyes darken. “You don’t know what you’ve sparked. That speech—” he steps closer, “—could ignite a war. You’re underground now, Cyrina. Buried beneath politics you don’t even see coming.” She spins on her heel and waves dismissively. “Ugh. Kaelen Blackthorn, your master is giving me a migraine. Get me out of this castle before I set it on fire.” Kaelen gives a slow, exaggerated bow. “As you wish, my lady.” He takes her hand like the perfect gentleman and leads her toward the door— But Lucian’s voice booms behind them. “Kaelen. Don’t forget who your master is.” Kaelen pauses. Glances back. “I remember, my lord. But as per your standing order… I obey only my lady’s command.” A smirk tugs at his mouth. “Even if it means going against you.” **** Per Golden Ticket = 5 extra chapters
Dreamy_Cloud143 · 75.5k Views