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Alisa transmigrated into her favorite novel after a visit from her favorite author on her deathbed. She woke up as Elisabeth Blanchard, a 16-year-old character who wasn’t mentioned in the original book. Elisabeth was the daughter of a noble inventor from Stanarussi, the most technologically advanced kingdom in the novel world. After her father died testing his latest invention, her older brother planned to marry her to a violent and much older Count. Alisa escaped an arranged marriage using her father’s latest invention, a hot air balloon! Along the journey, she was rescued by a handsome warrior from Shibatsu with a dark secret. Will she survive the journey and escape her planned fate? Will she find love, or will love find her? Join Alisa on her long and adventurous journey from her steampunk-style home to the Independent Nation of Kanta! FanFic of, Oh My, I Messed Up the Story!

Clara was a brilliant scientist, wife to the charming Nathaniel, and a loving sister—until the day she ignored her sister’s warning. Trusting her best friend was the biggest mistake of her life. It cost her everything—her marriage, her family, and even her future. But fate gives her an impossible gift: a second chance. Reborn years in the past before she lost everything, Clara refuses to repeat her mistakes. This time, she’ll repair her relationship with her husband, protect her sister, and maybe deliver a few satisfying slaps to her treacherous best friend for good measure. Yet as she peels back the layers of her family’s mysterious disappearance, Clara discovers that not all betrayals come from outside—and the truth buried in her past might be far darker than she ever imagined. She doesn't slap her best friend till later in the chapter and she also slaps her emotionally not just physically.

Alya Corginei was raised to survive anything—until the day she’s captured by the one man even her father warned her about. James Carrizo. Italy’s most feared crime king. Brilliant. Deranged. Addicted to control… and now fixated on her. He should’ve killed her. He doesn’t. He keeps her. And the longer Alya is trapped in his blood-stained empire, the more she realizes two things: 1. James knows things about her past she was never meant to hear. 2. The most dangerous part of this captivity isn’t his violence. It’s his obsession. Every threat sharpens her. Every power play binds them tighter. And every secret drags her deeper into a war she never chose, but might not survive without him. When the truth finally hits, Alya has one choice left: Destroy the monster who took her… or join him.

Some hearts break quietly — others learn to live with the noise. Elena Hamilton has lived her life by the rules. The perfect daughter in an unforgiving home, she’s been raised to believe the high society rules: Good girls stay quiet, work hard, and never lose control. But when the Browns enter her world — with their immaculate manners, high society charm, and their dangerously perfect son — everything she thought she knew begins to crack. Nathan Brown is everything Elena’s parents admire and everything she shouldn’t want. He’s charming, brilliant, and flawlessly polite — the kind of man who seems made for spotlight and legacy. But beneath the polish lies something darker. Years of pressure, a secret of the past, and parental perfection have carved him into someone who knows how to smile while he destroys. And Elena? She’s his next game. As Elena falls deeper into his orbit, Nathan’s lies and her innocence begin to blur. Yet when his mask finally slips, it’s Adrian — her quiet, steadfast best friend — who stands beside her, refusing to let her break. He’s loved her silently, watching her fall for someone who only knows how to wound. But love isn’t a rescue — and neither of them are who they were before. Between power, betrayal, and the ghosts of their parents’ pasts, Elena must decide whether to remain the girl who obeys or become the woman who chooses. Because in a world built on control and appearances… even silence can be a rebellion. A slow-burn collision between restraint and desire — where healing and danger walk side by side.

The rules were simple 1. Don't get attached, people leave fast 2. The world was beautiful to make up for the wickedness of people's heart 3. Love is a cute word...but it thrives on pain And I abided...lived by it....Until He showed up, spending every second to prove to me, to show me that I was wrong about this world, that there was enough light to scare the shadows away, that if I held my hand out, someone would hold on to it....but he was only human after all... wasn't he? One knows the sun and the other has only ever know the night Butterflies and moths may look alike, but we know which is which, because the are never in the same place at the same time....ATLeast that was what we thought.

Tammy Curry is a teen girl who lives in Huntington Park, California, with her parents. She goes to visit her father at his new job in Vernon, where he is working as a mechanic for a vintage car repair shop called “Vinton’s Vintage Repair”. There she meets Mr. Vinton, the owner of the shop, and his son Zack, who’s a real cutie. As Zack and Tammy become acquaintances, their fathers bring a new car into the shop, which they’ll be repairing for a TV producer. The producer tells them the story behind his newest collective item, and it's quite the gruesome one. One day, as Tammy is being taken to school, she sees the aftermath of a tragic car collision, which she initially thinks is an accident. However, as the story unfolds, it appears to be something more sinister. As more suspicious crashes begin to occur around their neighborhoods, Tammy, Zack, and the police will soon realize there's something very wrong going on, and it might be related to the old car the shop is fixing.

In the span of a year, I lost my entire family. My father was killed in a helicopter crash with my grandfather. My mother was condemned by society and lost her life at the hands of the patient’s family. My eldest brother worked himself to death trying to hold everything together. My second brother was destroyed by the entertainment world he once loved. And my youngest sister, barely eighteen, was bullied to the point of suicide. When I returned home after a few years abroad, all that was left of them were ashes and whispers. Now, with my hawk-like relatives circling the family legacy my bloodline built for over a century, I have only one way to keep it from being devoured. Marriage. It was the condition for me to receive it. So I chose a stranger. Not just any stranger, the coldest one I could find. A man who wouldn’t flinch even if I drowned the world in blood. He looked at me from across his office, his eyes sharp, unreadable. “Why should I marry you?” he asked. “Just because of that century-old inherita—” “I don’t care about that,” I cut him off. He frowned, annoyed or intrigued, I couldn’t tell. “All I’m saying,” I told him. “Is that I can give you an entertainment you’ll never forget.” He said nothing. Just stared. So I stood, walked to his window, and watched the city spread beneath us. “Don’t you think this place is already too boring?” I asked softly. “I plan to run amok. To turn this country upside down. Maybe even the world.” When I turned back to him, there was something different in his gaze. Interest. Maybe danger. “I don’t care about the money,” I said. “But I won’t let them have a single cent. I’ll use every drop of it to wreak havoc…” A cold smile tugged at my lips. “…and let blood rain.” He raised a brow, the corner of his mouth curving slightly. “Oh,” he said. “That is indeed… interesting.”

Inspired by Studio Ghibli. The adventures of Brynleigh, a girl with many dreams and ambitions but is tied down to the small and lesser known village.

After the death of her parents, Grace built her life on duty, silence, and strength. But as she nears the throne, whispers of the past begin to surface— dark, persistent, and impossible to ignore. A secret long buried now claws its way into the light, threatening to unravel everything she thought she knew about her blood, her family… and herself. As deception coils around her and every truth turns to ash, Grace must face a haunting choice: protect the lie that keeps her kingdom safe, or uncover the truth that could destroy it— and her along with it.

Jasmine is in an arranged marriage with billionaire Keith Acland set up by their parents as a business deal. Their marriage was loveless which is to be expected under such circumstances however Jasmine didn’t mind. She was just focused on being the best socialite’s wife and raising their son to become the heir. However, things take a turn when Keith’s lover from before they married returns with a son claiming Keith to be the father. What follows is a nightmare about whose son should be the successor. Soon the life Jasmine built as Keith’s wife is flipped upside down as his lover takes everything away from her. Her husband, her friends, and her title. Jasmine has to fight for her place in her own house. Throughout all this, the one thing Jasmine is focused on is protecting her son.

The night sky over the Eastern Base burned a deep crimson. Flames devoured the steel walls that once promised safety, while the screams of the dying echoed through the cold wind. The stench of blood mixed with smoke, and the ground was littered with the bodies of soldiers, civilians... and Zombies. Ashira Vale staggered through the chaos, blood dripping from the wound on her side. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts. Each step felt heavier than the last, but she didn't stop. She couldn't. She had fought too hard to die like this. Yet... she had been left behind. She turned around, slashing down a lunging zombie with trembling hands. The gate slammed shut right in front of her face as metal scraped against metal, sealing her fate outside. The people she once trusted, those she fought for, bled for, were gone. Not because they died. Because they left her. "You're too dangerous to keep around, Ashira." That voice still echoed in her mind, cold and sharp as the wind cutting through the smoke. Her teammates. Her so-called allies. The people who swore to fight beside her... had used her. And when she was no longer useful, they threw her away. She remembered the cold look in their eyes when the gate shut. The smirk on one of their faces. The whispered words that cut deeper than the wound in her body. Betrayal. That was her final taste of humanity. She stumbled toward a burning truck, the firelight reflecting in her bloodstained eyes. Every breath hurt, but the pain didn't matter anymore. The world had already ended. She glanced at the barricade she once guarded, now nothing more than twisted steel and burning corpses. The walls that once symbolized hope were falling apart, just like the trust she'd once had in people. The Eastern Base... the last stronghold of survivors. Ashira tilted her head to the sky, watching as smoke smothered the stars. Her lips curled into a faint, bitter smile. "So this is how it ends... for me." Her voice cracked as she looked at the horizon. "Even the end of the world, can't kill betrayal." She smiled bitterly. Her fingers loosened around her weapon as she sank to her knees. In her fading vision, the shadows swarmed closer—hundreds of undead closing in from every side. But just before they reached her, a faint light flickered before her eyes— like a broken screen glitching. [System initializing...] [User: Ashira Vale - detected fatal condition.] [Rebirth protocol activating.] [Returning to checkpoint: Nineteen (19) days before the outbreak.] Her heartbeat slowed. And as her body was swallowed by darkness, a final thought crossed her mind— a vow whispered between blood and regret. "This time... I'll change everything." ^^ REMINDER: This was another version of what you might think of about zombie apocalypse, This is all about survival with the help of power. Surviving is more than just staying alive. It's keeping your mind intact when the world's already gone mad. It's sleeping with one eye open trusting no one but still hoping someone's out there. It's learning when to run. When to fight and when to stay quiet enough when the dead pass you by. It's the constant battle between fear and hope knowing every day could be your last, but choosing to live is more than that...

"Things have happened to change me Ava." Between fighting her pride, against her feeling for this man,and the desire to revenge Alfred—her son's near death experience, Ava Moore, chose revenge. It was the only thing she wanted to do to this spawn of the, devil—Marcus Thompson. First,she would show him, she too can work hard to fame. From being a cleaner ,to a multibillionaire CEO like him, and foot the medical bills of her son—alone. Then, she would starve him of what he wants to know—That he was everything she shouldn't want. She would date Frodd ,his business rival , and watch him bleed with envy. Two things Marcus Thompson hated—A shallow mind and a haughty heart. Two things he loved—Ava and BlueBird. For BlueBird, it was his life. His sweat. His luck. His wealth. His multibillion dollars tech company, he built from scratch, topping Forbes list for ten years. For Ava, he was hopelessly addicted to her and her son. He must however, convince her that the accident he had in Baltimore, before they met, changed something in him and that the Merrick she loves in NewYork is the Marcus she hated in Baltimore. Worse still, he needs to investigate who tried to kill him and drown BlueBird, Frodd, his arch-enemy, or Lucas, his cousin.

“Kang Yuna, you’ll feel what it’s like to burn.” After tragically losing his mother in a fire, Kim Suho vows vengeance against the royal family, particularly Kang Yuna, whom he holds responsible. Desperate to escape the palace and its suffocating grip, as the royals ruthlessly suppress the truth, he struggles to break free from their control. In the midst of his turmoil, he crosses paths with Kim Hawoon, the formidable commander of the royal army. Recognizing Suho’s potential, Hawoon takes him under his wing, adopting and training him to harness his strength. “I will be your saviour. Let me train you… let me mould your magic in it’s full potential.” Fifteen years later, Suho resurfaces, now a skilled warrior, and assumes the role of Kang Yuna’s royal guard, his enemy, oblivious to his true identity. Not only that, to work beside her, he had to compete in the event Sword Raid. But as he plots his revenge, he uncovers the rotten core of the royal family, a reality far darker and more twisted than he ever imagined. “Whatever you’re after, you will never succeed.” “Whether, I succeed or not, it shouldn’t concern Her Highness.” Will vengeance consume him, or will the truth force him to reconsider his path? Can Suho face the consequences of his power? “It’s killing everyone. My magic… it’s killing them.” “It’s your fate… your existence… your very being to spread death. It’s what you really are, Suho.” Not only that, the great evil that’s on rise, Suho have to prepare himself to fight against it. To prepare for the battle that’s his very own doing. To prepare for the battle where he will lose his everything, his loved ones, his aim and the his own self. To prepare for the battle, that his sword had lead him to.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "I want to make a few things clear" Aldric's lips brushed passed Amelia's lips. "Touch another man, he dies. Let another man touch you, he dies." "Tell me what you want Amelia,do you want me on my knees." Amelia trembled as he said those words, Aldric looked at Amelia lips and kissed her passionately, "You are my woman, Amelia" Mine alone.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

Athena lost everything that night. One moment, she was the cherished daughter of a noble house. The next, the ball descended into chaos—and her parents vanished without a trace. Declared dead by the court, their loss crowned her as the new Duchess of Lenoxxe. But Athena refuses to believe they are gone. Now, she must navigate the treacherous world of court politics, uncover the truth behind their disappearance, and survive enemies in both silk and steel. And with mages stepping into the shadows of power once more… Athena must decide how far she’s willing to go to win back everything— and more.

Sisi’s life becomes a nightmare on her birthday when her adoptive father tries to rape her. After she fights back valiantly, he beats her half to death and throws her into a ramshackle shed to rot. She believes she would die alone, until she discovers a wounded wolf cub hiding in the shadows. Drawing on her experience caring for infants, Sisi nurses the injured cub, only to learn he is no ordinary animal but a young wolf beastman named Jojo. When her father discovers Jojo and captures him, he threatens the cub’s life to force Sisi into his bed. Cornered and desperate, Sisi’s dormant faerie powers erupt. On that fateful night, she escapes with Jojo into the depths of the forest, vanishing where no one should be able to follow. Lost and hunted, the human girl and the little wolf beastman cling to each other for survival, until Jojo’s father, an Alpha wolf who had been crowned the new Beast King, finds them. Without warning, he seizes Sisi and declares: “My son has imprinted on you as his mother. You must take responsibility.” “H-How do I take responsibility?” Sisi whispers, terrified of being separated from Jojo. The Beast King pulls her close, his voice low and solemn. “Come with me. I will make you my official mate.” * PS: This story is about found family and motherhood, as well as a true love between a lone wolf and a faerie. Tags: Beastman, werewolf, faerie, slow burn romance, no rape, babyraising, possessive ML.

Celine Rosenfield had everything—wealth, beauty, and the life every heiress dreamed of. But behind the polished image was a girl who loved too deeply, trusted too easily, and paid the price for it. After a painful breakup with her first love and the unexpected arrival of a mysterious businessman, Nathan Park, Celine is thrust into a storm of heartbreak, betrayal, healing, and self-discovery. Nathan becomes her calm, her chaos, her second chance at love—until old wounds resurface and tear them apart. But fate isn’t done with them. From a shattered engagement to a fiery reunion at The Black Tie Society, their intertwined paths test loyalty, courage, and the true meaning of choosing each other. As Celine transforms into a powerful woman in her own right and Nathan battles the scars of his past, their love is challenged by family secrets, public scandals, and the weight of their own fears. This is a story of breaking, rebuilding, and finding a love worth fighting for twice. Because sometimes… the first time hurts, the second time heals— and the right love always comes back.

[A Year of Grace- Book 1] Nyxara When I woke up cold, leaning against a tree in the woods, I wondered if there were a few details I wasn't told by the angel who sent me here. It wasn’t long before the brothers I had lost in my past life found me—right as I was trying to find my way out of the woods. They brought me home to the parents who weren’t dead. Since I didn’t get this world’s Nyxara’s memories, I’m claiming amnesia due to trauma. When I was given the choice between redoing my own life or being sent to an alternate universe, I chose the second option. I didn’t want to deal with the shattered remains of my past. What I wasn’t told? While this is a very different life, some people from my old world are still making my life hell in this one. And now, they might have fangs, mind powers, or claws. I’m not the me in my last life, and I’m not the me of this life. So… who am I? On that note, what in the world is an alpha, beta, or omega? Looks like I have a lot to learn—and fast—if I want to graduate from the Sentinels of Accord Academy, let alone survive in a world filled with supernatural beings. It's a new exciting world just waiting for me to claim my place in it. Top 3 in the end of year competitions looks like a good start. This year is going to be amazing. (The romance is slow-burn. 5 mates in total. The romance doesn't really start in this book. All mates are introduced though.) [Daily Chapter Release and Free until completion]

I am a girl. But no one can know that. In Silvermoor, only men fight in the war, but House Ironfang has no more males to give. To prevent my father from sure death in the war, I wore his clothes and disguised myself as a man to take his place in the army. We won, but the enemy has taken me captive. The Demonic Alpha King who marked me as his without knowing what I truly am to punish me for losing him a war. But now, it is more than a punishment as he is now obsessed and hell-bent on seducing me. He tells me it doesn't matter what skin I wear, man or woman, he'll always want me. I hope to the Moon Goddess that it isn't true. Because I will never submit to him.