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A modern-day foodie finds herself in the depths of the imperial palace, a mere invisible at the bottom of the hierarchy, but luckily, the food there isn't half bad, and she could make do. Who would have thought that those women were so fond of drama, bouncing around for no good reason? Well, then, no need for civility—was she supposed to steam buns instead of vying for favor?! In her first year in the palace, she was neither favored nor pampered! She was bullied! In her Nth year in the palace, she reigned supreme over The Six Palaces! Yet she became the thorn in everyone's side! A Favored Consort who doesn't aspire to become the Empress is no good chef! And since the Emperor must have a main wife, then why not her?! Who said an emperor's heart was heartless? She was determined to become the apple of the emperor's eye! Battling mean girls, capturing the heart of the Emperor, having children, Xia Ruqing thus embarked on a relentless journey of struggle within the imperial palace! [Reader group: 362627942, I'll be waiting for you here~]

The famed War King set his sights on a simple farmer's daughter, not hesitating to keep himself pure as he engaged in nurturing her. Everyone thought that Sikong Mo, the War King, was destined to be a bachelor for life, but unexpectedly, news came that the renowned War King was to be wed, and his bride was to be a mere farmer's daughter. The daughters of the rich and noble roared in outrage, "Why her?" Sikong Mo appeared silently, "Because I said so." Born of wealthy parents, she was abandoned by them once again, replaced and poisoned, but fate did not forsake her, allowing her to cling stubbornly to life. Sikong Mo, "I empathize with you, we are a match made in heaven." Ye Jiu, "No, no, no, we are not the same. I have the Golden Finger, helping me reach the pinnacle of life." Sikong Mo, "Hmm? Have you forgotten who gave you that Golden Finger?" Ye Jiu deflated a bit guiltily, and slipped away. With Plane Space at hand, wealth throughout the world is unparalleled.

Her uncle indifferent, her fiancé unfaithful, and the very aunt she regarded as her own mother sold her to a merchant to be a concubine for two hundred thousand taels of silver, thoroughly ruining her life. Having been reborn and having survived life and death trials, Lian Yueyao vowed never to let anyone control her destiny again. This time, she would protect her loved ones who cared for her and carve out a splendid future for herself with her own hands. June's readers group: 97058970, everyone is welcome to join. June’s completed novel: "Rebirth: The Soft-hearted."

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!

Fat kitty died, killed by a lightning strike while stealing a chicken leg! And then, the kitty was reborn into a rich family in the 80s, which, having had nine grandsons, longed for a granddaughter and instantly made her the most adored one in the family! She was so happy with her life, being pampered by grandma, adored by parents, and protected by big brothers. Of course, it would have been even better if that big bad wolf hadn't cast covetous eyes on her.

【Hilarious and Adorable Novel】 As a military doctor with expertise in both Chinese and Western medicine, Gu Changsheng felt that this time-traveling journey was ridiculously screwy! Once he traveled back, he was gifted a son, hmm, it felt quite nice. Having a son to rely on in old age, plus owning a steady estate, wealth and glory weren't hard to come by. A lousy father turns over a new leaf? Sorry, mom here isn't fond of revisiting the past! Son, what kind of dad do you want? From the multitude of handsome and wealthy young men out there, let’s pick and choose… This is the story of a bizarrely outstanding female doctor, strutting through ancient times with her child in tow!

After waking up from a car accident, Qin Xue realized that she had traveled back to the 1980s, and what's even more shocking is that there's a ball in her belly. What the hell is going on? Can someone please explain this situation to her? Wasn't that handsome brother not fond of the original host? How come he turns out to be the father of the child?! Chu Molin: After returning from a mission, how did the house go from being a trash heap to being clean? And how did my willful, arrogant, and unreasonable wife suddenly turn into a gentle and lovely sheep? Also, what's the deal with that belly? Baby 2: Big brother, Dad and Mom are so silly. It seems like we were sent by Dad to top up their phone credits, right? Baby 1 responds with a hopeless look in his eyes! Welcome to join "Reborn Space: The Little Eighties Wife" group chat, group chat number: 947814976

She was the Eldest Legitimate Daughter of the General's Mansion, treacherously harmed and died a miserable death. Perhaps moved by pity, heaven granted her rebirth. She returned to four years earlier, not only possessing heterochromia that allowed her to see what others couldn't but also equipped with a portable space. She vowed to make those who hurt her and her mother pay in this life. He was a Prince with a Different Surname from Moli Country, holding military power and commanding awe in all directions. It was said that he had conquered most of Moli Country, and even The Emperor showed him deference. Legend had it he was a bloodthirsty prince who killed without blinking an eye. One day, she encountered a ragged but handsome man on the street, who chased after her, shouting, “My wife, my wife.” The woman said, “Damn it, who is your wife? Aunt isn’t even engaged yet! Go where it’s cool and stay there.” The man responded, “You are my wife, and I've decided to follow you for life.” "A feel-good story, both leads are strong, a pampering love story with 1v1 romance."

WARNING: 18+ content story. Mission: 100 power stones. Current: 34 power stones. Double update promised once mission goal has been met. Sold for three grains of rice, Elara was meant to be nothing—a pawn in a game of power she didn’t understand. But the moment she stepped into the palace, her life became a battlefield of desire, obsession, and secrets. King Kaelis, cursed and cold, rules with iron and fire. No one bends his will… except her. She cannot read him, cannot control him, and yet, he dominates her every thought. As jealousy, lust, and dark ambition clash within the palace walls, alliances will crumble, hearts will break, and even the strongest minds will falter. In a world where destiny cannot be escaped and betrayal hides behind every smile, Elara must navigate deadly schemes, forbidden desires, and a love that consumes all reason. To survive… she must become untouchable.

Collin East is a talent agent barely scraping by in the tough world of Hollywood. He’s average, has average clients, average luck, and an average career that has no clear direction. Until one morning, everything changes. Collin wakes up with a bizarre and unbelievable power. He can see floating words above people's heads. Words that reveal true and innate talents. “Romance Box Office Hit Actor,” “Master Director Of Comedy,” “Talk Show King,” “Olympic Gold Sprinter.” Suddenly, the nobodies around him shine with potential only he can see. Armed with this supernatural insight, Collin sets out to transform the entertainment industry from the inside out. He discovered an aspiring actor flipping pizzas, an unknown director with a vision that could make everyone laugh, a singer on a subway platform who could top the Billboard 100. [This novel has 65 advanced chapters on Patreon.] Patreon link: https://www.patreon.com/Puji_makii

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✨ SYNOPSIS — The Forgotten Bloodlight Records ✨ A thousand-year-old stone tablet has been unearthed in the Valley of Bones. Written in a language older than any kingdom, it contains fragments of a truth the world was never meant to know. According to the recovered lines, vampires were never simply monsters — they were ancient beings capable of altering memories, reshaping identities, and inserting themselves into human lives without being noticed. Modern humans believe vampires are loyal to one partner forever. The tablet reveals a darker truth: Their eternal loyalty was never meant for humans. When they choose a human, they reshape that human’s world to fit their desire. Friends you’ve known for two years… Children you’ve raised… People you trust deeply… Any of them could be a vampire whose presence in your life is manufactured by lost memories. The research team who decoded the tablet warns: > “The human mind forgets what it cannot survive.” As scientists dig deeper, they begin to uncover a terrifying pattern of missing years, false relationships, and unnatural emotional bonds. Now the world must face an unanswered question: How many parts of our lives are real… and how many were rewritten by something watching us from the shadows? This is the beginning of a hidden history resurfacing — the return of the forgotten Bloodlight Era… and the truth that humans today are too weak to sense the monsters living beside them.

The dead scream for justice. They have been screaming for centuries. In my office on the 88th floor, the sound is indistinguishable from the hum of the paper shredder. I have twelve of history's most dangerous minds in my vault—Caesar, Cleopatra, Napoleon, Wu Zetian, and eight others whose names are synonymous with the word empire. I stripped them of their crowns and their divinity and left them with the only two things that survive death intact: greed, and memory. Then I put them to work. The boardroom is their new battlefield. Stocks are their arrows. Hostile takeovers are their sieges. The First Emperor runs my supply chains with the same draconian efficiency that built the Great Wall. The Queen of the Nile runs my PR division and calls it beneath her. Caesar rewrites the legal architecture of an entire financial district before breakfast and considers it a light morning. The rules are simple. The Emperor with the highest ROI earns twenty-four hours of full sensory restoration—taste, warmth, the burn of real alcohol, everything the synthetic body cannot feel. The Emperor at the bottom earns something else: a Hell Start. Reincarnation as a beggar, a eunuch, a sacrificial lamb in the next cycle. They know this. It keeps them focused. Every full moon, the tavern opens. The millions they killed in their lifetimes gather as my Jury—compressed into a medium that runs on pure hatred, sustained by a spite so concentrated it has proven, against all known physics, to be a measurable energy source. They vote. They decide which of their tormentors leads the next charge, and which of the most venomous among them earns a temporary body to return to the waking world. Wu Zetian shed her imperial robes to kneel at my feet and beg for a private review of her HR directorship. Arsinoe—murdered by her own sister two thousand years ago—spent six weeks haunting Cleopatra's servers and built a perfect weapon before she ever asked me for the body to deliver it. Cleopatra herself believes her beauty is a currency I will eventually accept. She has not yet understood that in this building, the only currency is performance. I do not need loyalty. I need sharp blades. I do not trade in mercy. I trade in ROI. They believe this is my game. They do not ask why I need to win it. Rules? I am the rule. Harem? The highest-tier spoils of a game they don't know the stakes of. Every arc is a different world. Every world is a wound that needs closing. The Emperors do not know this. They never do. Perhaps the last thing standing between their world and oblivion is a man who stopped caring about it long ago. Let the dead shout. I smile. I have to. Tags: #InfiniteFlow #DarkFantasy #HighStakesPolitics #DivineAutocracy #GrimDark #RuthlessMC #HistoricalFigures #DarkHarem Content Advisory: Heavy power dynamics, sensory manipulation, historical figures in morally compromised positions. MC is an unapologetic autocrat. No redemption arcs.

Song Yu’an was a veterinary student in Sydney—until she woke up face-down in a cricket jar. In the middle of the Ming Dynasty. With a very expensive cricket named “Great General” squished under her palm. The cricket’s owner? Zhu Zhanji, the Imperial Grandson. Sixteen years old. Arrogant. Temperamental. And absolutely obsessed with his prized fighter cricket. “You’re treating her,” he announces, pointing at his sick cricket. “Fine,” Yu’an says. “But stop yelling. And stop shoving her in your sleeve. And get a bigger jar.” “You don’t give orders to me.” “Then find yourself another vet.” She’s a straight-talking, no-nonsense veterinarian from the 21st century. He’s a royal heir who’s never been told “no” in his life. They argue about crickets. They argue about cats. They argue about everything. But somewhere between the honey-water feedings and the late-night arguments, the Imperial Grandson starts looking at her differently. “You’re only treating my crickets from now on.” “Says who?” Says the man who’s about to lose his heart to the one person who won’t bow to him.

The realm is bleeding, caught in the perpetual meat grinder of four sovereign empires locked in total war. Deception, plundering, and endless slaughter are the daily realities, all boiling down to a single, primal law: kill or be killed. The death toll stopped mattering centuries ago; today, the blood spilled is simply the price of their sole obsession,the absolute destruction of their enemies. Each faction is driven by its own dark ideology. The Human Empire believes the only way to end the chaos is through complete conquest and the absolute subjugation of the realm. High in their pristine lands, the Elves use devastating magic to "purify" the world, viewing the other three races as a rotting plague infecting their sacred lands. The highly intelligent Dwarves run the realm's war engine as hyper-industrialists, building terrifying siege engines for profit and mechanical superiority. Meanwhile, the Greenskin Horde:a terrifying alliance of swarming Goblins and massive, tree-splintering Orcs fights a bitter, desperate war of survival and revenge. Yet, paradoxically, a twenty-kilometer scar of land between their borders remains untouched. Known as No Man's Land, it is the only safe haven in the world, a fragile, sacred truce forged by the First Rulers back in Age 0. It stands today as an ironclad monument to the collective cries of the countless innocents who burned in the ancient crossfire, a rule honored by even the most ruthless generals. In a world consumed by bloodshed, the true battle isn't just for survival it's to see who will be left standing when the ashes finally settle.

Before you stands Mr. Jorg von Roman: the architect of a new era for the German Wehrmacht, the mastermind behind Middle Eastern oil development, the venomous viper at the negotiating table, the leader of the En Marche! party, the scalpel that severed colonial empires, and the man destined to shape a thousand-year empire!

Presented as an official archival record of the the world Above the Blue Sky, this collection compiles state documents, national annals, ideology treatise and firsthand accounts spanning across multiple centuries of conflicts and renewal. Through the rise of powers, the collapse of regimes and the shaping of modern societies, these archives preserve the living memory of a realm define by war, crisis, culture, myth, events and political transformation. Disclaimer (Please read to prevent misunderstanding): This work is entirely fictional and created for worldbuilding and entertainment purposes only. The author does not support or promote any form of extremism, racism, discrimination, violence, or hostility toward any individual, group, or organization. Any resemblance to real events, ideologies, or political systems is purely coincidental. The views and actions depicted within this series do not reflect the personal beliefs or political opinions of the author.

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In a world ruled by power, reputation, and control, a single deception binds two lives together in a marriage that was never meant to exist. When Elva Williams, a quiet, middle-class orphan raised under the shadow of the Rodriguez family, is forced to take the place of Victoria Rodriguez at the altar, she steps into a life that was never hers. What begins as a temporary arrangement quickly turns into a prison when she is married to Matthew Salvatore—a cold, calculating military officer known for his authority and ruthless control. Unknown to everyone, Matthew is fully aware of the deception from the very beginning, yet he chooses silence, using the situation as a weapon to take revenge on the Rodriguez family. Inside the grand Salvatore mansion, Elva lives like a caged bird—surrounded by luxury yet stripped of freedom. While Matthew’s parents treat her with warmth, unaware of the truth, Matthew himself remains distant, dominant, and dangerously unpredictable. What starts as control slowly shifts into something far more complicated. Beneath his cold exterior, a growing obsession takes root—one he neither understands nor tries to stop.Elva, however, refuses to lose herself. With a dream of becoming a doctor, she clings to her ambition as the only piece of her identity that remains untouched. But when Matthew begins to tighten his control, denying her even the chance to pursue her future, she realizes she must escape—or risk losing everything. On her eighteenth birthday, she makes her move. With nothing but courage and desperation, Elva escapes the mansion, leaving behind a letter that reveals the truth of her identity and the deception that brought her there. While the Salvatore household is shaken by the revelation, Matthew is left with something far more dangerous than anger—an emptiness he cannot ignore. As days turn into weeks, his search for her becomes relentless. He neglects his duties, loses control of his discipline, and descends into a quiet obsession that consumes him entirely. Meanwhile, Elva rebuilds her life from nothing. Living in a small rented room, she studies, works, and fights for the future she almost lost. For the first time, she experiences freedom—fragile, uncertain, but real. Yet even in her new life, the past lingers, refusing to fade. Because Matthew Salvatore does not forget. Realizing she would never abandon her dream, he begins searching where it matters most—colleges. One by one, he checks every institution until fate finally brings them face to face again. What follows is not a reunion, but a capture. In a moment that strips away her hard-earned freedom, Matthew takes her back—this time with no intention of letting her go. Back in the mansion, the truth is no longer hidden. His family demands punishment. They demand a proper marriage, a rightful bride, a restoration of honor. But Matthew refuses them all. In a declaration that shifts everything, he claims Elva openly—not as a mistake, but as his responsibility, his decision, his possession. Trapped once again, Elva finds herself facing a harsher reality. This time, escape is no longer an option. Matthew tightens his control, even going as far as taking away her education—her dream—as punishment for running away. But instead of breaking, something inside her changes. She stops running. She starts planning. Realizing that force will never win against someone like Matthew, Elva chooses a different path—one of strategy, patience, and quiet rebellion. If she cannot escape the cage, she will make the one who built it open the door himself.As obsession deepens and resistance sharpens, their relationship transforms into a dangerous battle of will and emotion. Control clashes with freedom, power with identity, and somewhere in between, something far more complicated begins to take shape—something neither of them is ready to name.In a world where one refuses to let go and the other refuses to surrender, the question remains— Will she ever truly be free?

Power is inherited. Control is demanded. In the Maahri Empire, a queen must navigate a court where betrayal is expected and survival is not guaranteed. Princess watches, learns, and waits. Rules are made for women. Breaking them may be the only way to survive.Every smile hides intent. Every move is calculated. Every chapter is a step closer to the throne… or to ruin.