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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!

Lyra thought she was just a survivor—an orphan scraping by in the shadows of a kingdom at war. But the night she’s captured by Raiden, the infamous Dragon Prince of the Fire Nation, everything changes. He is ruthless, dangerous, and devastatingly magnetic. She is sharp-tongued, stubborn, and hiding a secret even she doesn’t fully understand. Together, they are forced into a journey of trials, quests, and betrayals—where every step pulls them deeper into danger… and closer to each other. As Lyra’s hidden powers awaken with terrifying force, Raiden becomes the only one who can push her through the fire without letting it consume her. But passion is as dangerous as battle, and the storm building between them may be the greatest threat of all. As kingdoms march to war and enemies close in from every side, Lyra and Raiden are forced into a dangerous bond—one that blurs the line between hatred and desire. But the deeper their connection grows, the more perilous the truth becomes… Because falling for the Dragon Prince might not just break her heart. It might burn the world to ash. Steamy tension. Fierce banter. Heartfelt moments. Deadly quests. In a world on the brink of ruin, Lyra and Raiden must decide if their bond is a curse… or the only thing strong enough to save them both.

The night Selene turns ten, her world burns. Her family is slaughtered under the Alpha King’s banner. Her pack is erased from history. Her little sister dies screaming in the garden they once played in. And on Selene’s forehead, a mark appears. The Crimson Crescent. The symbol of a prophecy powerful enough to terrify kings. Hunted, orphaned, and forced into hiding, Selene grows up in the shadows with only grief, rage, and a vow carved into her bones. She will survive. She will return. And she will make the man responsible pay in blood. Eight years later, Selene infiltrates the royal castle as a servant, hiding her identity behind a false name and lowered eyes. Every day she walks the halls of power. Every night she sharpens her hatred. The Alpha King is closer than ever. Close enough to kill. But the monster she prepared herself to face is not the man she finds. As secrets unravel and the truth behind the massacre begins to surface, Selene is trapped between vengeance and something far more dangerous. Desire. Loyalty. Choice. Because the prophecy was never about destruction alone. It was about a queen rising from ashes. And deciding who deserves to burn.

[MATURE CONTENT, SMUT & OTHER 18+ ELEMENTS] Although Almila is one of the strongest alpha females of the southern pack, she's being bullied within her own pack because she's held responsible for the death of her father, who was the leader of the southern pack. She shows no reaction to their hatred, because she believes she deserves even more hatred and cruelty than this. One day, everything changes when a 'peace proposal' arrives from the northern pack, the very pack responsible for her father’s death. Almila decides to take advantage of this opportunity. In order to take revenge for her father and annihilate the entire pack, she accepts their proposal and goes to the Northern pack as a bride. However, when several unforeseen events unfold one after another, Almila has an unexpected encounter with the leader of the northern pack. This sudden meeting makes her realize a tragic truth. The leader of the Northern pack is none other than her fated mate.

Raina Voss was born to race—until the night she hit a black wolf on a fog-soaked highway… and the road hit back. The crash should’ve killed her. Instead, it marks her. Now the underground world of werewolf packs is watching her every move, because the scar on her skin isn’t just a wound—it’s a claim. And the man who appears after the accident, Ronan Lycaon, isn’t just dangerous… he’s the Lycaon King, a ruler feared even by his own Council. Ronan says Raina belongs to him. Raina says she’d rather die than be owned. But when a traitor inside Ronan’s pack starts hunting her, Raina is forced into a brutal deal: stay by the King’s side, or become the reason his empire collapses. On the Grey Roads, speed is survival. And love… is the most lethal contract of all.

Sold into Peony Pavilion, Shen Yuening survives by turning secrets into currency and pain into power. But when a ruthless imperial enforcer discovers her hidden ledger of sins, their dangerous alliance ignites a romance that could either crown her… or bury her alive. A transmigration palace-romance with a self-made FL who rises from a sold girl to the Queen of Peony Pavilion, using a forbidden Ledger of Sins to control Jinling’s politics. The ML is a cold, high-ranking enforcer who can destroy her with one order—yet becomes obsessed with her mind and the way she refuses to be owned. Fast pacing, constant cliffhangers, court intrigue, assassination threats, and slow-burn romance built on power struggle and mutual obsession. On her first night in Peony Pavilion, Yuening witnesses a noble client die in her room—and to survive, she steals a secret ledger that makes her the most hunted woman in Jinling. She needs his protection to stay alive, but he needs her obedience to control the city—and the more he tries to cage her, the more she makes him want to kneel. They sold her to Peony Pavilion to break her. Instead, she learned how to break back—using secrets, poison, and smiles sharp enough to cut throats. Now the empire’s coldest enforcer wants her under his control… but the more he tries to own her, the more she turns him into her weapon.

Cio transmigrated into a Western fantasy novel and woke up inside the body of the kingdom’s most sacred figure: the Saintess. In the original story, the Saintess was supposed to be pure, graceful, and untouchable… a living symbol of faith. Too bad the soul inside her is none of those things. Cio has only one dream: lie low, act holy, and get rich by selling citrus juice. But the Church is watching. The nobles are suspicious. And the coldest man in the empire Grand Duke Charmant is assigned to investigate her. At first, Charmant believes the Saintess has been replaced by a fraud. Because no real Saintess would whisper modern curses under her breath, hide oranges in her sleeves, and build a secret citrus business behind the cathedral. Yet the more he watches her… the more dangerous it becomes to expose her. Because Cio’s “fake miracles” start changing the kingdom for real. Her citrus drink turns into a revolution. The people adore her. The economy shifts. And the Church begins preparing a trial that only ends in one thing: execution. Now Charmant must choose. Turn her in and save the empire’s faith… or protect the most suspicious Saintess he has ever met and risk becoming her greatest heresy. Because the moment Cio smiles and says, “Relax, Your Grace. I’m just selling citrus…” Charmant realizes one terrifying truth: this Saintess body won’t stop selling citrus and neither will his heart.

Beastmen / Reverse Harem/ Smut / Zombies When the world ends, Felicity expects to die quietly. Instead, she wakes to a ruined world crawling with monsters, beastmen, and dangers she was never meant to survive. Small, soft spoken, and terrified, Felicity has only one advantage: a strange power buried deep inside her that even she does not understand. Saved by Victor, a cold, powerful beastman with wings sharp enough to cut the sky, Felicity is pulled into a brutal new reality where strength decides everything and mercy is rare. Victor does not protect lightly, and once he chooses someone, he does not let go. As they travel through shattered cities and hostile territory, Felicity must learn to survive, to fight, and to claim her place in a world that no longer has room for weakness. Monsters lurk in the shadows, alliances are fragile, and desire burns just as fiercely as fear. In a beast ruled apocalypse, survival is not enough. To live, Felicity must become something more. The fire snapped, spitting sparks into the night. —————————- When Felicity blinked, Victor was closer. She had not seen him move. One moment he was across the clearing, watching the dark with those sharp, unreadable eyes, and the next he was right in front of her, his shadow swallowing hers. “You nearly died back there,” he said quietly. She tried to laugh, but it came out wrong. “It’s probably going to happen again. That seems to be my thing.” Victor’s gaze lingered on her face, then softened in a way she did not expect. He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek, his touch rough but careful, as if he were afraid of breaking her. “Not if I can help it,” he said. The fire crackled between them. Felicity’s heart raced as his thumb lingered at her cheek, warmth spreading through her chest at the smallest touch. The world seemed to narrow until there was only him, steady and solid, and the terrifying comfort of knowing she was no longer alone. For the first time since the world had ended, Felicity felt something dangerous bloom in her chest. Hope. hi this is my first book be gentle english is my first language art is my own

A blindfolded woman. A captor who speaks calmly to the camera. And a video the whole world can’t stop watching. Late one night, a disturbing clip goes viral—showing a young woman tied up, her captor’s voice echoing in the dark. While the internet debates whether it’s real, her boyfriend reports her missing. The victim is Mitra, a software engineer and small-time social activist… and the key witness in an unresolved kidnapping from two weeks earlier. Trapped and threatened, Mitra refuses to break. Instead, she engages her captor—who calls himself Sashi—in a dangerous psychological battle of truth and lies, probing into his secrets as he digs into hers. As Vishal races against time to find her, Sashi releases more videos to the public. Each one is a twisted interrogation. Each one paints Mitra not as a simple victim—but as a guilty person with a hidden past. The clues lead back twelve years, to a quiet town, a brutal murder, and a past neither Mitra nor Vishal ever escaped. This is not just the story of a kidnapping. It is the unraveling of a chain of murders spanning more than a decade—and an obsession that was waiting to be exposed. When the truth finally surfaces, who will be left standing?

Julie Marie Navares seemed to be a typical young woman. Her father wished her to go to the same school as her brother, Christian Navares, which is why she moved. She thought school would be quiet because she thought her secret—her hidden talent for singing and her alter ego on stage as the POP PRINCESS—would stay with her family. But what would happen if Mark Cielo Villanueva, a friend from childhood who she hated, found out? They had just met again. Could she still keep her secret and her peace?

April Scott only wanted to help her family until she crossed paths with Dr. Adrian Smith, the ruthless billionaire and her childhood crush, who is aware of her dark past and turns her life upside down in twenty-four hours. Her sister is hospitalized, her home is suddenly sold. April becomes the target of a deadly plot she doesn’t understand. Every time she tries to escape, Adrian is there… saving her, controlling her, or destroying her, she can’t tell which. She could only sense he wanted something from her and she also finds herself drawn to him. But when a confrontation ends with Adrian presumed dead, April becomes a fugitive overnight. And the only person willing to protect her is a stranger with secrets of his own.

After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant. She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her. Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her. “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, the three years of affection crushed like worthless paper. He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her, under the guise of nakedness. “Fine,” Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears. She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him. Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange man home, none other than Alain! Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him. But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: “You’re not worthy of her.”

WARNING NOTICE: The story is R18 , no one 17 or under should read this. Luca gazed at her, his eyes burning with desire, and Melissa felt a shiver run down her spine. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice husky with need, with a sharp movement he take off his clothes, leaned closer to her lips. She smiled, her fingers tracing the lines of his face, her thumb brushing over his lips. "You're not so bad yourself," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, that was a only full sentence she spoke. He chuckled, the sound low and rough, and his mouth claimed hers again, the kiss deepening, becoming more intense. His fingers slid between her legs, parting her, finding the wet heat of her, and she gasped, her body arching up to meet him. "Luca," she whispered, his name a prayer, a plea, a promise. He growled, his hips surging forward, his p*nis pressing against her entrance playful, she felt a rush of excitement, of anticipation. He was ready , he was going to take her, to claim her, to make her his, and she was ready to let him, to surrender to the desire that burned between them. His mouth traced a path of fire from her lips to her throat, to the swell of her breast. His hands learned her, worshiped her, drawing gasps and sighs that were her only language, every touch was a confession, every kiss a vow. When he finally entered her, it was with a slow, devastating fullness that made her cry out, her eyes flying open to find his gaze locked on hers, she never imagined the pain, in a sure motion he thrust into her slowly, let her accommodate the size of his C*ck, she screamed with a feeling of unfamiliar pain ,building up something inside of her. Even though her eyes , flickered tears ,her moans was evident of what she's starting to feel as she arched off the bed. The shock had melted into something raw and open, a vulnerability she knew he showed no one else. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice rough with emotion. "*Solo a me.*" Only at me. And she did, his eyes staring hers, as their bodies began to move in a rhythm as old as time, their gazes held. It was more intimate than the joining of their bodies. It was a soul-deep recognition. DEAR READERS, YOUR COMMENTS AND REVIEWS MEANS EVERYTHING. HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY THE STORY CHAPTERS.

In the world of wealth and privilege, Gabriela Flores is a force to be reckoned with. As the oldest daughter of a powerful American-Latina family, she's stunningly beautiful with curves that command attention, raven-black hair, and dark, eyes that sparkle with sass and intelligence. Her full lips curve into a perpetual pout, and her nose, slightly rounded at the tip, adds to her exotic charm. But beneath her fiery exterior lies a kind soul, waiting to be discovered. Gabriela's life is predetermined - she's the heiress of the Flores empire, but there's a catch: she must excel in college, become a success story, and start a family of her own. As she steps into the prestigious White's Academy to study business administration, she's ready to take on the world. But drama, romance, and self-discovery await her, all while navigating the cutthroat world of high society and uncovering secrets about her relationship with an underwater world she had been dreaming about for years. With her sassy attitude and sharp wit, Gabriela won't back down from a challenge. But as she navigates the complexities of her family's expectations and her own desires, she'll have to confront the ultimate question: can she claim her rightful place as the Flores heiress and still follow her own heart?

Raven barges into the walk-in closet without knocking—only to freeze at the sight of Alexander standing there, half-naked, a white towel secured around his waist. “Oh my goodness—I’m sorry,” she blurts out, turning away. Alexander scoffs, his tone cold and dismissive. “There’s nothing to apologize for. Married people see each other like this all the time.” “But this isn’t a real marriage,” Raven snaps back. His eyes narrow. “I see you’ve been filling your head with foolish ideas. Don’t push me, Raven.” He steps closer, his voice low and controlled. “Even if my father arranged this marriage, it will be real—in every sense of the word.” Her breath catches as he adds, “Brace yourself, wifey. Soon, we’ll be doing exactly what real couples do.” With that, he grabs his clothes and walks out, leaving Raven standing there, stunned and speechless.

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

''You didn't divorce a baker, Julian. You divorced the only person who holds the structural integrity of your empire in her hands." For three years, Nora Quinn was the "Perfect Ghost." She gave up her dreams of being an architect to serve the cold, ruthless Julian Sterling, believing their marriage was built on more than just a contract. But when Julian tosses a divorce settlement across the desk to make room for his childhood sweetheart, Nora realizes her love was a one-sided delusion. The Sterlings think she’s leaving with nothing but her dignity. They don't know that Nora is the long-lost heiress to Quinn International—a global empire that makes the Sterlings look like street vendors. Now, the apron is off. The genius architect has returned. As Nora begins a cold-blooded takeover of Julian's business world, he starts to realize that the submissive wife he discarded was actually the genius behind his greatest successes. He wants her back. He begs for her forgiveness. But Nora Quinn doesn't build bridges anymore. She burns them. Witness the rise of the Outcast Heiress. The revenge is sweet, but the regret? That will be eternal.

I caught my mate in bed with my twin sister on my twenty-first birthday. Selene thought tonight would be perfect—the night Caleb would finally announce their mating bond to the entire Crescent Pack. Instead, she found him tangled with Lila, her own sister, and their betrayal shattered everything. But the nightmare had only begun. Accused of treason she didn't commit, shot with silver, and left for dead, Selene did the unthinkable—she crossed into forbidden Nightshade territory. The land of her pack's most feared enemy. Alpha Damon Salvatore is ruthless, cold, and haunted by his own demons. He should have executed the Crescent wolf bleeding on his land. Instead, something stopped him. Something he couldn't explain. Until the bond snapped into place. The heavens paired him with the daughter of his enemies. Now Selene is trapped between two impossible choices: trust the mate who betrayed her, or accept the bond with an Alpha who should be her enemy. But someone wants her dead, and they won't stop until they destroy everyone she cares about. Poison. Conspiracy. Forbidden love. As bodies pile up and secrets unravel, Selene must find the strength to fight back—before the bond between her and Damon becomes the deadliest weapon of all. In a world where loyalty means everything and trust means nothing, can love survive between enemies?

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

In a past life, Daphne was a concubine whose beauty won the Emperor's heart, but earned the Empress's wrath. Betrayed and poisoned, she died a tragic death,spending her final moments in the arms of a cold, powerful general who swore to find her in the next life. But fate has a different plan. Daphne is reborn, returned to a time before her family's ruin and her own gruesome end. Armed with a mind sharpened by a lifetime of regret and a body she now vows to make unbreakable, she forges a new path. She will not be a pawn again. This time, she will protect her family and defy the destiny that once took her life. General Alaric , the man who had loved her secretly in her past life is unaware that she's been reborn. He is a living legend, a name whispered with of awe and terror on every battlefield. Yet, beneath his calm surface lies a fiercely possessive nature. What Alaric desires, he claims, and what he claims, he holds with an unbreakable grip. This possessiveness is the darker twin to his battlefield prowess, a ruthless, unyielding trait that ensures once he decides something is his, be it territory, or a woman, he will stop at nothing to secure it. In the mood for a doting and extremely obsessive husband? You're in the right place.