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My Emporium In Another World

In a victorian fantasy world, soon to clash with a new steampunk era, a woman who died alone in a dark alleway, finds herself in the body of a nineteen year old girl called Amelia Cora Baker, who is the victim of weaponized incompetente and practically the “favorite” servant of both her family and the servitude. What at first looked like bad luck with transmigration and reencarnation, turned out to be a second opportunity to make it big with her previous-life knowledge for marketing and her new knowledge for baking . Amelia leaves the cruel life she was once forced to live in, with her father’s inheritance in life and a new plan to make her life better. Even if she has to go do back to using prostitution and anticonceptive methods to straight up murder, she will make it work to get away with it and live her best life. Finding stability by creating her own restaurant, Amelia finds herself growing businesses everywhere and ending up creating an Emporium all by herself. But her journey is not only business and achievements; Amelia finds children in horrible state, abandoned, and forgotten in this cruel world, who then she adopts as her own. The new opportunity for life not only comes with business oppportunity, but it also gives her an opportunity to have a family (while a bit odd for “normal” standards in this new world) all on her own. But Amelia’s life will also have struggles. not only with men wanting to oppress her, but also old-fashioned women, and even no-human creatures like the fae who can get jealous from of humans getting “prettier children” to straight up jealousy for Amelia’s success. And it does not help the fact that Amelia wants to include no-human creatures in her business opportunities, which for other humans can be an excuse for “favoritism” or “treason.” In order to survive, she must first make sure she does not call out the attention of anyone from the royal family or the church. Then, keep growing spectacularly until, by when men and no-human people want her gone, it would be too late. Will Amelia be able to achieve complete independence or will she be intercepted and oppressed with treason and exhile or something worse, like execution? Last sypnosis edition: Tuesday, September 16th, 2025 . . . . Author’s note: So far, I have rewritten from Chapter 1 to chapter 43, I recommend to check them out just in case. [June 2025] —————— Author’s note #4: I have finally finished editing the chapters I have made so far, I shall try to make new chapters and publish them. I thank everyone of you for being patient with me. [July 2025] —————— Author’s note #5: I have been writing some chapters, and I’m realizing I might need to change/edit the sipnosis. Watch out for the lastest changes. —— Author’s Note #6: The sypnosis ha been updated accordingly. [Tues/Sep/16/25]
MelodySymphony · 141.8k Views

Rin Replaced (BL)

Rin Grace lived an ordinary, unremarkable life—until a heated argument sent him stumbling backward into oncoming traffic. A car struck him with brutal force, leaving Rin unconscious. At that very exact moment, in another world entirely, Misha Minari—an elite assassin feared in the underworld—was staring death in the face. A mission gone wrong ended with a bullet tearing through his chest, and darkness swallowed him whole. But death wasn’t the end. Misha awoke to the sterile smell of antiseptic and the blinding glare of hospital lights. Disoriented and aching, he scanned the room just in time to see a handsome, aristocratic man rise from a chair. “You seem to be fine. Next time, don’t run out in front of my car. I’ll handle the bill. Take care, Mr. Grace,” the man said coldly before leaving. That man was Jay Fenrick—the Crown Prince. Confusion turned to panic as Misha realized nothing made sense: he wasn’t shot, he wasn’t in his world, and according to the nurse, he wasn’t even Misha Minari. He was Rin Grace. A single look in the mirror confirmed the impossible—he was in a new body, a stranger’s face staring back at him. Now trapped in Rin’s life, Misha must navigate a world of nobles, politics, and the Crown Prince he’s apparently employed to protect. But two questions haunt him: What happened to the real Rin Grace? And how did a dead assassin end up as the Crown Prince’s personal bodyguard? Misha will have to uncover the truth behind their fates—before someone notices that Rin Grace isn’t Rin Grace anymore.
Tiffanie_Rose · 492.3k Views

Claimed by the Prince of Darkness

Eighteen-year-old Ruelle Belmont has learned to be useful and grateful, because in her family love is given only to those who earn it. When her father’s debts grow beyond saving, she is sent to Sexton, a prestigious vampire institution that accepts one human from every household. But Sexton is no place for a human. Inside its halls, humans are not students. They are Groundlings, valued for their blood and how easily they can be broken. Favour is currency and cruelty is entertainment. And failure means being sold. Ruelle soon discovers that the cold and dangerous pureblood she once crossed paths with is here as well. Worse, she is forced to share a room with him when she is hunted by a couple of vampiresses.  Lucian Slater watches her too closely for a man who claims to despise humans. Yet when Sexton’s predators begin to circle, he is the one who steps in to help her. And for the first time in her life, Ruelle is learning something she was never meant to believe. That she may be worth wanting. And in Sexton, being wanted is the most dangerous thing of all. ——————— The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her dress, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The light caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"
ash_knight17 · 2.5m Views

Shades Of The Exorcist's Smile

"I do not know who I should trust. What I see or what I feel?" Since the day Lìngxiāo was born, he has carried a strange condition that never lets him show pain or anger. As an independent exorcist with no controlling clan above him, he roams the land with three burning aims: to save the common people from darkness, to clear his own name—from his own father's murder—and to unravel the mystery behind the man who raised him before disappearing right after he learned to stand on his own. Was his father killed? Or was there something deeper than that? Who was that bloodless "uncle" who used to teach him what is distraction and what is destination? Were those teasing words—"A wave of pleasure"—something more than what he took too long to understand? Soon, his destiny took an unexpected turn. Not as who he used to be—but as a professional exorcist, his hometown Yún Xi calls him back. A town haunted by a Red Robe Ghost—where no exorcist who answered the call has ever survived. When Lìngxiāo arrives, a silent surprise awaits him. The souls were nineteen. The history held the deaths of twenty legendary family members. But wasn't it supposed to be only one ghost—the one hunting the very heir of the clan in nightmares? Or was there already someone else hunting Chóng Fēi? Within his discovery, he realizes: the ghosts were victims of another villain too. Now, roaming with no tongues to speak, they use every way they can to communicate with him. And the demonic energy he had felt before—the same trace of his uncle—he sensed it multiple times. Not only around himself. But around Chóng Fēi too. During his investigation—through a ballad of needles and fear, all for the sake of keeping the heir alive—the one-sided puppy love of Chóng Fēi grows into deep longing and love. It becomes his reason to walk slower. To share belongings. To share feelings. A mystery not older than the town itself. Yet no one knows it—except the ones who plotted it, sitting among them all along. There was more than one mastermind. The unknown one seems above the other too. Can someone who roots for power and legacy move for the songbird whose nature is flying around, singing quietly from a corner of a tree, searching for his origin? And...who even bothered enough to raise a hopeless boy without purpose and leave just when he had started to fly high and wanted to hear that simple "Do not worry, boy"? Let's find out on the surface of tears and smiles. Fall Of The Royal Blue: [BONE SIDE NOVEL: Coming after the whole series] Trying to make someone permanent against the rules was always one of the biggest mistakes anyone could ever make. At the time of 5AD, there were five gods who ruled the universe: Earth, Emotion, Death, Life, and Fate. The Lord of Earth was the highest of them all. Fate was the fifth-ranked god—known as Xiǎo Jiǎng. At his peak, his followers outnumbered the other three classes combined. His kindness was so overflowing that the afterlife became unbalanced: Heaven was full, and Hell was nearly empty. But during his era of greatest glory, while visiting a distant land in disguise, he met a young boy named Kagetsu—a boy who did not belong to that world. As time passed, Xiǎo Jiǎng fell for him. The boy melted his icy yet gentle heart. The Lord of Earth saw everything. Knew everything. But nothing showed in his gaze more than the vibrant leaf-green dimmed with something heavier. Until— Xiǎo Jiǎng broke the ultimate rule: he made a human immortal so they could stay together forever. And that was when he fell. The Lord of Earth ensured they would stay together and die together—until Xiǎo Jiǎng himself let go. And this life was the sum of all of it. A curse followed him into every timeline. Even this 33rd one, preparing for the right time to break all of them. This is the tale of a man's longest 33rd life. A man who kept falling and running kept running—until it ends, or begins, into someone else's epic. Package: 1 universe, 3 stories♡.
YanYeXin · 32.5k Views

Beauty and the Thief [BL]

On hiatus for a week or two to prepare the final act!! --- Tao Hua's life is fucking miserable, and that misery somehow earns him the title of "Village Disgrace." In order to cope with the awful treatment, he often retreats into words untold, dictated by the flip of a page. These worlds leave him with the dream of escaping this piece of shit town. To his utter dismay, his wish comes true, but not in the way all those fairytales promised. His saviour is a man he becomes enthralled with and whom he names “Lord No-Name.” This male lead is a touchy man with many faces. And for lack of a better word, Tao Hua can’t decide if he’s either the story’s love interest or villain. But the two share a common sentiment. This prince, alike Tao Hua, is also fucking miserable. But arguably worse! And instead of coping like a normal fucking person, he does the opposite. He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just tries to fight against the already fated truth of his demise. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, leaving him with only one question: "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despise a beauty's entire existence?" ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief is a slow-burn, stop to smell the roses, type of novel. That being said, the roses are beautiful, and upon closer observation they’re less floral than once thought. It follows the POV of Tao Hua, as he tries to navigate his new life in a place that actually values him, and the prince of this story’s mood swings. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!!Disclaimer!!!! EXTREMELY SLOW PACED! Character driven, before plot! This story borrows the premise of Beauty and the Beast, by Jeanne-Marie Le Prince de Beaumont, relying heavily on the trope while also twisting it to smithereens. The beast element is exchanged for a power dynamic, and the curse differs from the original story. The narration borders on sarcastic and self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. It often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. A lot of the work will be edited over time, but the bones will remain the same. ──── ୨୧ ──── There are occasional illustrations littered throughout the novel drawn by me (slowly commissioning to get others done), usually found in the comments! !!CREDIT!! Cover Art by @Sayoto (VGen) Illustrations by me (@meowssey) and zaza (@zazhah) (Both commissioned artists are amazing to work with and I highly recommend their work!)
SolitaireInsomniac · 136k Views

As an Ordinary person (Why do I keep attracting Psychopaths?)

As an ordinary person who found herself in another world, Yuna a fanatic reader decided that she is too ordinary and lazy to achieve something big and want to live a leisure and easy live, following the masses and blend in on the new world she found herself in. However, Yuna who thought herself to be quite ordinary tends to accidently create extraordinary things. •Influencing in letting the most feared assassin guild being created •Becoming a legend by creating the most respected Knights •Accidentally led to the establishment of the most devout and pious Temples .......and the list goes on. Yuna who found herself at the centre of it all : "......." Yuna: "I swear I'm only an ordinary person and everything is a mistake! an accident! I don't know anything ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ" Not only that, Yuna also have the knack of attracting all sorts of psychopaths. Psychopath no 1: "I cannot live without you, I won't let you leave me" Psychopath no 2: "You are my God and I am at the mercy of your will" Psychopath no 3: "What do you mean I am free? You are my shackles" Psychopath no 4, 5, 6, 7 : "Master, you cannot abandon us!" Yuna: "Fucking hell, what did I do??? Why Me??? (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)" As a person who is always ordinary, Yuna felt overwhelmed in another world that cannot let her be ordinary! _____________________________________________________________________ Assuming a role of an ordinary person in her previous life but adorn the role of either a God's messanger, Pioneer of Light, Guide, a Path or even the God itself..... A fateful and eventful life of Yuna began in another World. [May the Holy Light be with you] ----------------------------------- English is not my first language and I'm sorry for the inconvenience I cause because of it. Thank you all truly for reading and enjoying it despite the lack.
Your_Oak · 643.7k Views

Morally fucked

We've all read those mafia romances. The one where the godly handsome, picture-perfect, extremely ruthless mafia king rejects all the gorgeous, sexy ladies ( even though he's slept with half of them ) for the beautiful, innocent, untouched, holier-than-thou common woman who only marries him to pay off her sick grandma's medical bills and then slowly ends up falling for him. This is not one of those stories. Excerpt: Lynx stepped a little closer to his target, his intentions far from subtle. "Having a good night?" he asked, pretending to watch the couples swaying across the ballroom floor. "Why wouldn't I be?" Shayna replied without looking at him. "Merely observing," Lynx chuckled. "Are you missing someone?" he continued, staring ahead. "Are there no other beautiful women for you to entertain?" Shayna whispered, slightly annoyed. "There are," he admitted, his chest rising slightly. "But there is only one I can't seem to look away from." A faint blush crept across Shayna's cheeks before she turned her head. "And what exactly do you want from this lucky woman?" A smile tugged at his lips. "A dance, perhaps. And a smoke afterwards." .......................................................................... Shayna Hazel Alonso doesn't qualify as a lady by any known definition of the word. She smokes too much, curses like a sailor, and hates male chivalry from the depths of her heart. But she has a secret. Shayna lives a double life as a corporate employee who just wants to get through the day and Vixen, the underworld's infamous prodigy, who unfortunately attracts the most questionable kinds of people. After years of betrayal—first by the father who sold her into prostitution, and then by the people she once believed were just like her—Shayna has finally learned not to trust anyone. And for the last time, she does not want to deal with any more shit. Naturally, life has other plans. So what happens when she ends up stealing from the one person nobody in their right mind would ever cross? In the underworld, everyone has a line they swear they'll never cross. Until they do. And that's when people become, for lack of a better phrase... Morally Fucked. P.S. The FMC of the story is strictly child-free and will remain so throughout the story. I will publish 1 bonus chapter per 200 collections and 2 bonus chapters per 20 golden tickets.
LadyIris2901 · 12k Views