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When I Transmigrated, I Became Genarel’s Omen Bride

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.
ChoiSylvesterJung · 2.7k Views

All The Alphas Want The Blood-Hound Villainess

After the death of the former Royal General and Resident Blood-Hound, the Kingdom of Dionus descended into chaos. The Second Queen rebelled. The Second Prince vanished. And the sacred balance of the Five Disciples of the Moon Goddess began to fall. As the wolves fought over the throne, one name refused to disappear. Esmeralda Malcolm. Daughter of the late Royal General. A Blood-Hound without a Wolf. Forbidden. But also the infamous red-haired troublemaker. A noble-tamer with a sharp tongue and an even sharper smile. She was never meant to inherit anything. Meant to be forgotten. But on her nineteenth birthday, the ancient contract awakens—and Esme becomes the Mistress of the Seven Princes Of Sin, beings even Alpha Kings feared to name aloud. Seven Monsters—created by a cunning Entity to represent the Seven Deadly Sins. They were bound to her by her paternal blood, rune, and will. And somehow… life got better. A silver-haired vampire who treats her like a treasure. “My lady, your fists are too precious to touch scum like that. Let me handle him.” A werewolf warlord with a pack of terrifyingly obedient men. "Dear Mistress, what command do you have for me today?” A beautiful seven-star chef insisting on feeding her by hand. "Say a word and a feast worthy of kings will be set at your table.” Best of all? A system left behind by their Creator that showed her how loyal they were to her. However, peace was short-lived. Because the Second Alpha Prince finally returns. An Alpha born to command, blessed by the Moon, feared by Kings yet haunted by a red-haired girl with a sad smile he never forgot. He comes to save her. He comes with Bloodlines, armies, and fate itself at his back. Yet Esme only laughs. After all—what’s more fun than a war between Alpha Bloodlines and Ancient Monsters? Especially when the prize is hers. The rules are simple. Fight. Win. And maybe earn a kiss on the cheek. **** This story is about the FL handling all seven brothers; their instability, their powers, their obsession—and then having multiple Alphas from different kingdoms chase after her because of her Blood-Hound wolf. ESPECIALLY THE MALE LEAD. It starts out slow but picks up quickly. Has multiple tropes as well and she's very realistic and slightly nonchalant. Please, give it till the free chapters. #StrongFL #ObsessiveML #Romantasy #SmartFL #ChildhoodFriends #MultipleLoveInterests #FandM
Princess_Treasure · 14.6k Views

DEATH IS JUST THE BEGINNING

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?
No_Name_6742 · 2.1k Views

My Life (After Countless Reincarnations) in Fairy Tail

"Reincarnating is a ruddy pain. Seriously. Especially when, after countless gloriously powerful (and occasionally catastrophic) existences, you end up stuck in the body of a hormonally unstable teenager, complete with wolf ears that insist on having a life of their own and a tail that makes finding decent trousers a proper nightmare. Oh, and as the cherry on top of my cosmic suffering, I've landed in Fiore, a place with an alarming lack of common sense and an abundance of loud mages. To make my already questionable luck even worse, I’ve ended up in Fairy Tail, a guild that apparently has 'chaos' and 'destruction of others' property' as its mottos. My only constant companion is Eos, my sarcastic and annoyingly omniscient AI. Oh, and apparently, I'm now a magnet for teenagers with muddled feelings and a tendency for over-the-top reactions whenever I interact with… well, with anyone who breathes. Between perilous missions (for them, I'm more concerned about the quality of the tea), dramas that would make a demon lord weep, and the constant threat of developing any sort of feeling (the horror!), I try to survive yet another incarnation. At least it isn't boring. Most of the time." ----------------------(*) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hello, this is the first time I'm posting a fanfic. I've written several fanfics before, but I've never had the courage to post them, not least because I only write in my free time and have never had to worry about deadlines for posting. Right then, a heads-up: this novel won't be a harem. The protagonist will have several love interests pursuing her, but only one (or perhaps two) will actually win her heart. Another note: English isn't my first language. To be honest, I'm still taking English classes and decided to give myself this challenge. I wrote the fanfic in my native language first and then attempted to translate it with my current English skills. So, if there are any mistakes or awkwardly phrased sentences, I'd appreciate it if you could point them out in the comments, explaining them, so I can try my best to correct them.
Hannahchan · 686.5k Views

Unclassifiable Mage: The Failed Heir’s Rivalry

Serenya Arclight was born into greatness — but was branded as a failure. As the youngest daughter of one of the Four Great Archmage families, she was expected to inherit a legendary command of elemental sorcery. Instead, her spells fizzled, backfired, or broke apart, earning her the title of the failed heir. In the academy’s history books, her role was already written, to become a laughingstock, a cautionary tale, and a shadow to be compared against her gifted sister. But when an ordinary woman from another world awakens in Serenya’s body, the story begins to unravel. At Arclight Academy of Sorcery, Serenya discovers she can wield a strange, “unclassifiable” magic that doesn’t bend to fire, water, wind, or earth. Instead, her spells warp the rules of magic itself — silencing flames, rewriting duels, and threatening to upend the very system that the noble families have ruled for centuries. Her greatest rival is Celestia Dawncrest, the radiant prodigy of the Dawncrest family, one of the best archmage families. Perfect, brilliant, and beloved, Celestia embodies everything Serenya is not. As whispers spread through the academy — of curses, forbidden powers, and a “failure” who refuses to fail — Serenya must fight to carve her own place in a world that has already cast her aside. Rivalries will deepen, alliances will form, and secrets buried in the void between elements will rise again. For her, this is no longer the story of a failed heir. It is the tale of the girl who dared to shatter magic itself. Expectations: Female MC but with Shonen Elements
talesofheaven · 6.2k Views

Her Name Awakens a Slumbering Fate

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYSNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.
AweQoolT · 713 Views