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Lola is an unwanted child, often looked down on and shamed. At a young age, people kept saying that even when she got married, only good-for-nothing scums would want her! Years later, Lola comes back to end ties with her family once and for all when two children cling to her legs, saying; “Mommy, please let us adopt you!” “Mommy, Daddy misses you so much! He said he wants another baby!” When everyone was only interested in Lola’s misery, the richest and most influential hotshot announced, “My wife, please come home.” *** Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY

Selene Astrid spent seven years as the Saint, sacrificing everything to seal the Demon King—only to be betrayed and killed by the Hero, Crown Prince Cassian. The last thing she saw was the Duke of the North dying to protect her. She awakens as Rosalind Thorne, the villainess executed for trying to poison that same prince. With seven years of future knowledge and her holy powers sealed in a noble girl's body, Rosalind has three goals: avoid execution, expose the fake hero, and save the Duke who died for her. But the Duke remembers dreams of a silver-haired saint. The timeline is changing. And someone is pulling strings from the shadows. This time, the Saint won't be a martyr. This time, the villainess will rewrite fate.

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed

I died a heroic, powerful, male Archmage… so why did I wake up as a sixteen-year-old girl?! Theo’s last memory is of a glorious, failed last stand. His next is a beeping hospital machine—and a terrifyingly handsome guy he’s pretty sure is a demon calling him “princess.” Now, he’s Thea Montrose, youngest daughter of a powerful family in a world run on magi-tech and corporate espionage. Between navigating floating cars, enduring his new mom’s hugs, and figuring out the horrifyingly complex mechanics of using the bathroom, Theo has his hands full. But his new family is hiding secrets, and their rivals play for keeps. Good thing this spoiled heiress’s body now holds the soul of an ancient wizard. They wanted the real Thea back? They’re about to get way more than they bargained for. He failed to save his old world from an apocalypse—now he just might save this one (and finally figure out how this bra works).

Riya, a simple Indian girl, transmigrated into a interstellari world only to find herself burdened with a massive, crippling debt. To pay it off, she works her fingers to the bone and finally saves enough to purchase a "Quick Transmigration Space Merchant System." With this system, she travels to different worlds, collecting rare resources to sell back on the interstellar market. Her mission is simple: earn, survive, and clear her debt. But Riya has her own priorities. She dives into each new era intent on savoring its unique food, drinks, and local fun. Along the way, she slaps arrogant faces, crushes scumbags, and thrives on the chaos. Occasionally, she also honors the dying wishes of the souls whose bodies she borrows—after all, it's only fair. If she doesn't die first, that is. ...... "First World: Ancient China" Riya arrives and promptly thinks, *"Oh no... I don't know Chinese!"* She is quickly killed. "Second World: A Tribal Realm" Riya takes one look at the offered feast and declares, "Sorry, I'm vegetarian." She is swiftly killed. "Third World: A Beast-Tamer's Realm" Riya is handed a ritual dagger and ordered to sacrifice a sacred cow to prove her loyalty. She draws herself up, eyes blazing. "Who do you think you are? The cow is a goddess to me, and you ask me to kill her?" She is immediately killed. Note—I am a new writer, so please be tolerant and just tell me if you don't like anything.

21-year-old Ruby may not be a woman of many talents, but one thing she was exceptionally good at was her skill in currying favors (brown-nosing). She was quick-witted and lovable, knowing when to stay low and when to take action to impress, and this exactly landed her a million dollars deal with the wealthy Montclairs. The deal was simple. Become a stand-in for the Montclair’s daughter, marry the Sterling’s cursed prince, survive until the engagement was annulled, and the million dollars will be all hers to take. However, Ruby decided to excel. She had not only tamed the mad prince, seduced the man to the point of obsession, but also conceived his child. Then she ran away with her bag of gold… until she was caught years later by the mad prince who now knew no reason. What would happen to Ruby and her child by then? When the time came for all deception to be laid bare, would there still be any chance for the two to reach their happily ever after together? [Sweet 1 v 1 Fast-paced Romantic Comedy] [Male Lead Falls in Love First and Harder] [Extreme Pampering] [Naive Sweet White Rabbit x Cunning Black-Bellied Big Bad Wolf] Tags: #sweetlove #pregnancy #strongfemalelead #dark #royalfamily #pastplayhugerole #tragedy

In her first life, Elena Moore was only the maid’s daughter. She fell in love with Liam Sterling, the heir to a powerful billionaire family. Their forbidden romance began like a fairytale… and ended in blood and betrayal. To protect his family’s reputation and save Elena’s mother, Liam married a wealthy socialite and kept Elena hidden in the shadows. His wife murdered Elena’s mother and her child. On his way to find her, Liam died in a tragic accident. Broken and hopeless, Elena threw herself into a raging river. But death was only the beginning. She wakes up five years in the past, on the very day she first meets Liam. This time, she will not be weak. She will not be anyone’s secret. She will protect her family, rewrite her fate, and climb to the top of the ladder, gaining not only money but also power. Liam still loves her. But Elena’s heart is no longer as soft as it once was. She meets a new man, Alexander, forming a love triangle. She is forced to choose between both sides.

Veronica Wilson was just fired from her job. Just when she thought things couldn't get worse, she comes across a man bleeding out in an alleyway. He calls himself Lucas Price, and he claims to be a vampire. Not only that, he asks to drink her blood so that he may live. Thinking that he's just delirious, she agrees to fulfill the last wish of a dying man. She finds out he wasn't just going crazy from blood loss, after all. As a fledgling vampire Veronica has to learn the ropes from Lucas. The hunters who left him near death are still in the city, waiting to deal the finishing blow. She will need to learn how to use her new super powered body and learn magic to stand a chance. It shouldn't be too hard, right?

[major update: chapters 1-188 revised and edited] I died in the wrong forest…and woke up in Konoha, in the body of a girl. I was an anxious second-grader bleeding out in the woods. In this one I open my eyes in a hospital bed, as “Sylvie” – an orphan with no clan, no past, and a body that feels strangely more right than what I left behind. The village calls me just another stray, but one loud blond boy with whisker marks decides otherwise. I become Naruto’s first real friend...and, when Team 7 forms, the kunoichi standing where Sakura would have been. This is Naruto’s tale of never giving up. It’s also mine: the boy who died once, became a girl, and refused to let anyone face their nightmares alone. And in a village built on shadows and used to treating children as tools: staying together is a war of its own. [2026 Release Schedule: 1-2 chapters from Mon-Thurs (@8gmt and 14gmt), 2-3 chapters Fri-Sun (@8gmt, 14gmt, and 19gmt)]

Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year. So I threw caution to the wind and let a stranger bend me over in an airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw stars. No names. No faces. Just the best orgasm of my life and a promise we'd never see each other again. Fast forward three weeks, and I'm starting fresh as secretary to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and hands down the most infuriating man I've ever met. He's demanding, arrogant, and looks at me like he's already imagining me bent over his desk. The feeling is mutual. Except there's something about him I can't shake. Something familiar. His voice. His hands. The way he moves. But that's impossible. Right? Oh, and did I mention? Finnegan is my cheating ex's uncle. So working here just got a thousand times more complicated. Now I'm stuck working for a man I can't stop having shameless forbidden fantasies about, dodging an ex who thinks we're "working things out," and sneaking off to an exclusive masked club where a stranger pounds my pussy hard till I forget my own name. One stranger I can't forget. One boss I can't stop wanting. One masked man I'm addicted to—and they are all driving me insane in completely different ways. What happens when I finally see the face behind it all? THIS BOOK IS PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026, I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT

They killed her. She came back. Now it's her turn. Jiang Yue had everything—beauty, wealth, a loving husband, and a best friend she trusted with her life. Then her husband chained a concrete block to her ankles and pushed her off a bridge. Her best friend of fifteen years waved goodbye as she sank. She died in the cold water of Heshan River, her lungs burning, her heart full of hatred— And woke up five years in the past. Now 22 again, Jiang Yue has returned to the day before she first met her future murderer. She knows every lie he'll tell, every trap he'll set, every smile that hides his rotten soul. But rebirth came with a price. She can see the dead now. Ghosts walk among the living, invisible to everyone but her. Shadows whisper secrets. The supernatural world has opened its doors—and something hungry followed her back from the other side. The Boundary Keeper demands payment: 100 guilty souls, or innocents die in her place. Recruited by the mysterious Special Investigations Bureau, Jiang Yue becomes a hunter of human monsters—killers, traffickers, and predators who escaped justice. Each soul she delivers pays down her debt. Each kill brings her closer to freedom. And all the while, she plays the perfect game with her future murderers. Smiling at the man who will drown her. Laughing with the friend who will betray her. Gathering evidence. Building her case. Waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Lin Haoran thinks he's found his next victim. Xu Meilin thinks her schemes are invisible. They don't know that she remembers everything. They don't know she's already killed. They don't know about the ghost who wants them dead as much as she does. The woman they murdered is standing right in front of them—and she's smiling. QUESTION HOOK VERSION: What would you do if you woke up five years before your own murder? Would you run? Would you hide? Would you change your fate? Jiang Yue chose none of those options. She chose revenge. Reborn with the ability to see the dead and bound by a debt of blood, she walks between worlds—hunting guilty souls by night, playing the perfect victim by day. Her husband is a murderer. Her best friend is a snake. And the entity that brought her back is always hungry. But Jiang Yue isn't afraid anymore. She's already died once. What else is there to fear?

In a 1970s village where love is a literal death sentence, an "Omen Bride" must fake a life with a cold-blooded soldier—praying his lack of heart will keep them both alive. Lin Yue wakes up nauseous, her lungs burning with the dry, dusty air of a stranger’s 1970s body. By sunset, the man who just confessed his love to her is dead. It wasn’t heartbreak. It wasn’t a coincidence. It was an "accident" everyone saw coming—except for the victim. In this village, affection is a poison. Any man who falls for Lin Yue dies within thirty days. The deeper the feeling, the faster the blood stops pumping. The villagers call her the Omen Bride. Mothers lock their sons away when she passes, and the gossip in the dirt alleys has a sharper edge than any butcher’s knife. Lin Yue doesn't have time to cry over graves. She only has time to survive. Her only shield? Gu Chen. A cold, disciplined soldier with a soul made of iron and zero interest in romance. He doesn't linger. He doesn't stare. He doesn't look at her with that soft, doomed glow in his eyes. To Lin Yue, his emotional distance isn't a flaw—it’s her armor. She clings to him, not out of desire, but out of desperation. She starts a fake marriage rumor, weaponizing his coldness to keep the "accidents" at bay. Until the shield starts to crack. Gu Chen begins doing things that look dangerously like care. Standing too close in the rain. Blocking the village's venom with his own body. Saying her name like it actually matters. And then, the accidents start circling him. Lin Yue knows the pattern. She’s seen the countdown before. To save him, she has to be the villain. She must lie harder, act crueler, and push him into the frost. But Gu Chen isn’t stupid. He sees the pattern. He knows the lethal rule. And he stays anyway. Because this time, love isn’t a misunderstanding. It’s a tactical decision. A countdown they both can hear. And if loving her means dying? Gu Chen is a soldier—he’s already chosen his hill to die on.

Celine Monroe has walked down the aisle seven times, and walked away richer, wiser, and completely disillusioned. Love? A scam. Happy endings? Fairy tales sold to little girls. After building an empire out of alimony and high-profile divorces, she’s unapologetically ruthless, emotionally detached, and the queen of starting over. August Creed, a talented, broody chef with a three-year-old son and scars no one sees. After his late wife shattered his trust and reputation, August keeps his heart locked behind a kitchen door. He cooks, he parents, he survives. They meet by accident. Sparks fly. Walls go up. She doesn’t believe in love. He doesn’t believe in people. But fate isn’t asking for permission. Eight might be her final number. And maybe, just maybe, her first real love. This isn’t a love story. It’s a redemption.

"So needy, little El," he murmured, his voice thick with dark amusement. Then, i felt the press of his finger at my entrance. When he plunged it inside, a jolt of pure, electric shock seized my body. I jerked, but their hands hend my hip down, pinning me.  What was this new, overwhelming sensation. I clenched around his finger involuntarily, a broken moan escaping me as he pulled out, only to thrust back in slowly. This wasn't fair. They were the ones who had deceived me. Why was i the one being punished like this? Another skilled finger found my clit, rubbing tight, frantic circles. I didn't know which was one of them was doing it as Kieran's pace inside me wasn't slowing and my body was jerking helplessly with every thrust. With my hands still pinned, i was completely at their mercy. The control I'd seized has been ripped away too soon. It wasn't fair. But stars above, I wanted more. **** I don’t want to be with the triplets, so I will give them a reason to reject me, by getting entertained by these male entertainers that makes my body feel different” *** Treated as a scapegoat to please her sister. Her boyfriend of two years saw her as someone to pass time and “pay his checks” and will blindly do anything for him. And he goes ahead to be engaged to her sister, Priscilla, who faked an incurable illness to gain everyone’s sympathy and make Eleanor’s life miserable. After a devastating heartbreak and a near-fatal accident, Eleanor’s life takes an unexpected turn when she begins experiencing unnatural abilities. Things that no ordinary human should be capable of. Then she meets the enigmatic CEOs of Vexxons, a powerful tech empire, and feels an inexplicable pull toward them, followed by a voice filled with resolve whispering in her mind. When the Vexxon triplets, the tycoons to the most advanced tech firm in the world cross paths with Eleanor, their inner wolves recognize her, but they don’t. But they are hiding a dark side of them. They think they already have their mate but Eleanor is their real destined mate. Also, Eleanor is human… or so they thought. Now, torn between her painful past and a dangerous, supernatural future, and a prophecy, Eleanor must navigate a world of power, secrets, and primal instincts. Can she embrace her true nature and heal from the betrayals that once broke her? what happens when she finds out even people close to her are also werewolves? Will the shadows of her old life destroy her before the triplets can claim what is theirs? Fate has chosen her. But will she choose them back? I appreciate your support, and would want you to help make this story last. your support is my income. I hope I don’t disappoint

a story of a game I'm trying to make, it's from Reynarda’s pov, but this time she doesn't like the queen of hearts, instead she likes Nasreddin.

"You're a monster!" I hissed, voice trembling with rage. He inhales against my throat, breath scorching, fingers bruising my hips as he pins me to the moonlit stone wall. "And you tremble for a monster like me." --- I didn't transmigrate as the heroine, the villainess, or even a named side character. I became a NANNY! According to the werewolf novel I once devoured, my fate was simple: watch from the shadows as the true heroine claimed her glory, then quietly disappear. Until I stupidly saved the male lead's elder brother, the golden hero who was supposed to die heroically in chapter seven. The story I remembered has already changed. Why does the 'dead' hero I saved now see me as a threat… yet he doesn't push me away? And why is the villain so dangerously drawn to me? I have many more questions. My wolf calls me weak and refuses to wake. But I refuse to die as a nobody again.

Priscilla was raised in the Fairy Realm, where kindness was strength and love was gentle. Alpha Alexander was born to rule, hardened by claws, politics, and bloodbound duty. When a weakening veil between realms pulls Priscilla into wolf territory, fate binds her to the last person she ever expected—an Alpha who senses her as his mate the moment he sees her. In a magical world filled with enemies, jealousy, alliances, and secrets, Alex and Priscilla must band together with friends to protect their pack and home. Bound by destiny but divided by worlds, their journey is not just about survival—but about choosing each other, again and again, against everything that tries to tear them apart.

Emma Lindsey built her company to survive without permission. Independent, precise, and relentlessly disciplined, she has spent years creating a business that answers only to its own standards. Control is her currency. Distance is her defense. Invisibility—until now—has been her greatest protection. Ethan Greyson built systems that erase uncertainty. As the cold, methodical CEO of Virex Group, he believes stability is not negotiated—it is enforced. Power is structure. Emotion is noise. People are variables to be managed, not accommodated. When regulatory pressure and market scrutiny force Emma’s company into Virex’s orbit, neither of them chooses the collision—but both are altered by it. What begins as strategic containment becomes enforced proximity. What looks like protection reveals itself as control. What feels like alignment slowly turns into entanglement. Emma refuses to be absorbed. Ethan refuses to relinquish certainty. Together, they replace trust with rules and intimacy with boundaries—convinced that structure will keep them neutral. It doesn’t. As oversight tightens and external pressure mounts, control fractures in quiet, dangerous ways. Fatigue replaces certainty. Discipline leaks. Small decisions begin to carry personal weight—and instinct enters a system designed to exclude it. They are not drawn together by romance. They are pulled together by consequence. And when Ethan protects Emma without permission—and Emma realizes she no longer stands alone—the balance they both depend on shifts irrevocably. This is not a story about falling in love. It is a story about two fiercely controlled and independent people losing neutrality in each other’s presence—and discovering that when control finally breaks, the collision creates a fire neither of them was built to survive untouched.

Wolves have everything. They are mythical beings possessing strength and magic, knowledge, wealth and beauty, all of it. All but love. Packs have no use for it, but for a female wolf it has become her only hope. And the only place to find it is in the muddly human fields and castles. So she embraces a forbidden moonlight curse and turns herself into a werewolf. With this she can seek men who will teach her about love. Be it knights or nobles, assassins or hunters, mistrels, merchants or adventurers, no matter how many she gathers they are the ones learning from her and yearning for more? It feels like love was a tall tale after all, but as long as her heart beats she will believe it exists and make them reveal its secrets to her.