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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.

I always admired the beautiful moon at night... until I realized its light was nothing but a burning reflection. In a world where humanity’s survival is no longer guaranteed, a new lineage emerges—the Zahri. Born with extraordinary intellect and power, they are the only shield against the Lunarians, a lunar race that views Earth as its next conquest. As Adam leads his 'New Breed' into a war of extinction, he must face the ultimate truth: in a universe ruled by strength, can human emotions be a weapon, or are they the flaw that will lead to their downfall?

In the village of Oakhaven, you held your heart with your hands. Everyone carries a flickering candle, a tiny, glowing heartbeat held in a glass lantern. Eira’s light is steady, a cheerful lemon-yellow flame that matches her quiet, uncomplicated life. But at the edge of the village, there was a raging river that never froze in winter. To the rest of the village, it was the place where the lights went out. However, to Eira, it was different. The river felt like the only place in the world where she would feel free. Where she would find answers. The river wasn't the only one the village kept at a distance. There was a boy named Soren, whose presence felt like a draft in a sealed room. People whispered that his wick was black because his heart was charred. While other children boasted about their flames of vibrant scarlet and gold, Soren's lantern held a cold, violet light that looked like it would go out in an instant. Yet, as Eira uncovers the pieces of Soren's past, she realizes his fire isn't dying because he is bad, but because he’s been left out alone in the rain for too long.

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.

She was reborn in the 1970s, when there were no mobile phones or TVs, people lived in poverty and marriages were arranged by families. He, the wealthy and powerful head of the regiment, who governed the local army, helped her join the army so that her family would no longer be bullied and could live a good life. And Suddenly, he proposed marraiage to her...

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.

She was reborn back to 11 years ago, when everything was fine, her family was still alive and she had not experienced the pain of destruction. Since she had the chance to restart, she decided to seek revenge on those who had hurt her! She would also leverage her knowledge and strength to lead her family to a prosperous life. However, she has a regret: despite being reborn, she still ended up marrying him, a man who was difficult to approach...

【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."

“Richard Sterling said he wanted to acquire my company. I told him every intern in my office has razed a civilization.” This is the 88th floor of the Infinite Tower—the final tribunal of humanity. I leash beasts called “The Greats.” Caesar is the viper coiled in my legal department. Napoleon is the war-hammer crushing my supply chains. Wu Zetian kneels to plead for her HR legacy, and Cleopatra wears a bio-shell I designed just to lick intelligence from the shadows. I stripped them of everything that made them “human.” No taste. No pain. No dopamine. Their heartbeats are merely lines of code I simulate. In this vault, empire is a scrap of paper, ambition is an algorithm, and the legacy of ages is calculated in pure ROI (Return on Investment). The rules are simple, and they are depraved: The Winner: Earns 24 hours of “Sensory Sync.” They get to taste, to bleed, to feel the warmth of the sun—shivering on the marble floor like dogs for a single day of “life.” The Loser: Earns a “Hell Start.” I will shatter your soul and reincarnate you as a eunuch, a sacrificial lamb, or a maggot in the next cycle. Every full moon, the Tavern opens. The millions slaughtered by these twelve tyrants gather as my fuel. The Jury screams behind the glass, casting blood-stained ballots to decide who walks the earth and who rots in the deep. Arsinoe is forging evidence. Cao Cao is hiding a blade in his sleeve. They think this is a game of corporate intrigue. They think they can stab my heart with their petty schemes. The fools have no idea: I only have 17 months left. Progress: 0.011%. If the needle doesn’t hit 1.000% in 17 months, I will drag these twelve monarchs and this rotting planet into the void with me. I am stitching the wounds of civilization with the flesh of tyrants. The dead are shouting. The emperors are clawing. And I smile. I have to. [Author's Note] “No redemption. Only performance. If you want a hero, look elsewhere. Here, Caesar is a tool, Cleopatra is a ghost, and the greatest emperors in history are just 0.00x% on my dashboard. Welcome to the 88th floor. The clock is ticking. The Jury is watching. Are you?”

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.

Princess Lianhua and Prince Jian hide their identity by pretending to be a fish vendor and a vegetable vendor, respectively. They are both famous for their unmatched beauty and incredible martial arts skills, but they live simple lives in a busy market town. As dark forces threaten the kingdom, they must face hidden enemies, uncover conspiracies, and keep their true identities secret. Their paths cross in unexpected ways, leading to an epic journey where loyalty, bravery, and love are put to the test against a backdrop of danger and scheming.

Argentina, Chubut Province, 1986. 623 kilometers northwest of Rawson. The Malvinas have fallen, and The Dirty War regime continues. Far from the frontlines, though, is a Russian biker stranded in the depths of Patagonia, severely wounded. He trudges through the desert, coming across the small town of Esquel, believing he has found refuge from the brutality of nature. However, it quickly becomes apparent that he has stumbled upon a place far darker than the unforgiving desert. Warning: This series contains depictions of extremism, antisemitism, homophobia, transphobia, racism, torture, graphic violence, and foul language. Reader discretion is highly advised.

"Zero is not the end; it is the foundation of an empire." The Five Realms once flourished in splendor, but now they lie in ruin, suffocating under the iron grip of five ruthless tyrants. Within the shadows of oppression, the common folk endure a hopeless existence, haunted by famine, plague, and the darkness of ignorance. Into this desolation comes Kaelen Voss. He wields no army; he commands no throne. In his possession is nothing but a mysterious compass and an unwavering conviction to reshape the world. Starting from Zero, Kaelen begins to gather the broken and the persecuted to establish a new civilization. With a blade in one hand to defy his enemies, and the blueprints for a new era of education, healthcare, and economy in the other, he begins his ascent. • What strategies will he employ to dismantle the might of the five tyrants? • What lost technologies will he resurrect to save a starving populace? • How will he unite the shattered Five Realms to forge a magnificent new empire? "In my empire, there shall be no slaves. Mankind shall claim a life more noble than the gods themselves." This is the legendary odyssey of Kaelen Voss—the man who built an empire from nothing.