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As the executor of the Heavenly Dao, Li Suisui descended to the mortal world for a trial. Born under a celestial omen, her birthday was co-opted by her cousin, which left two girls in the Li Family with the same birthday but disparate fortunes. Everyone said Li Suisui was a harbinger of misfortune, a reincarnated curse spirit, who was fated to bring disaster to her family. They wanted to get rid of her as quickly as possible. On the other hand, Li Yanyan was a lucky star, a blessed bag, everyone wanted to latch onto her coattails, trying to rub off as much luck as they could from her. Later on, when hardship befell the Li Family, the elderly matriarch planned to bury Li Suisui alive to change their luck. But Suisui's powerful uncles came from all corners of the world to rescue her. A grandmaster illusionist, an incomparable physician, the world's top God Hunter...it seemed the Li Family had really kicked at an iron plate! Overnight, Li Suisui became the most adored and cherished member of the family. Sneering outsiders said, "Treating a harbinger of disaster as treasure, when she eventually causes all of your deaths, that's when you'll regret it!" Yet as time passed, not only did no harm befall her uncles' families, but they all began to thrive enormously. Her lame uncle regained his mobility, his barren aunt bore twins, the once discordant couple reconciled, the other uncle became the Number One Scholar... It was even rumored that a long-deceased grandfather had come back to life...

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...

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."

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.

The well-off little salted fish transmigrated to a poor era, where her grandparents valued boys over girls, leading to a miserable life for their granddaughters. Fortunately, her dad, though lazy, slippery, and illogical, shamelessly relying on his parents and taking advantage of his siblings, was protective of his daughters. Her drama queen mother, who was lazy but liked to eat, often tried to coax food off of her, yet she always left a portion for her. There was also the Scholar Tyrant System that pressured her every day to strive for progress, capable of using high-tech to hunt and allowing her to eat meat!! It wasn't until her cousin from her second uncle's family changed drastically after nearly drowning that Jiang Mianmian realized she was in a reborn female protagonist novel of that era, and her family of three was destined to meet a tragic end as reprehensible relatives. However, Jiang Mianmian, who knew the plot well, was fully capable of avoiding the tragic deaths of her parents and was not afraid of the seemingly strong but actually hollow protagonist. Her only worry was the powerful ally backing the protagonist. Then she discovered that the protagonist’s powerful ally was none other than the beautiful young man her father had rescued from the icy river last month! So Jiang Mianmian was completely reassured. With this life-saving favor, the young man would definitely not side with the protagonist against her family in the future. Moreover, Dashan took the initiative and said, "Little Lamb, I’d like to court you with the intent of getting a marriage license, is that okay?" As someone obsessed with good looks, Jiang Mianmian struggled and then reluctantly refused, “No, I plan to have a son-in-law who will marry into the family.” The powerful ally didn’t hesitate, “Then I’ll be the son-in-law who marries into the family, and the children will take the Jiang surname!” Jiang Mianmian: “Let’s go, get the marriage license!” (Updated and posted at 10:10 AM on the 16th of this month)

In written history, the once beautiful Consort Qi was reduced to the 'human swine,' a concubine poisoned into muteness, her ears cut, eyes gouged, tongue severed…A life ended in pain by the hands of Empress Lu Zhi—her own cousin. But what if fate gave her another chance? When Jia Yue’s soul was brought back into her ten-year-old body, she only had one goal: to live life on her own terms this time. But perhaps fate likes to toy with her when the unveiling truth of her past forces her to seek vengeance. Maybe fate intends to bind her to something far greater when her path collides again and again with Bai Shen, the ruthless “Hellhound of Qin” and grandson of the infamous general Bai Qi. Against her will, Jia Yue is pulled into the bloodshed of warfare and politics. From the ashes of the “human swine” rises a girl determined to defy her past. But in a world where blood rains every day as the seven kingdoms unite, can Jia Yue truly achieve a life of independence—or is she destined to change the course of China’s history? Red Thread of Fate: A Thread Drenched in Blood is inspired by real historical figures and events during the Warring States Period, Qin and Han Dynasties. HOWEVER, it is all fictional.

A thousand years ago, the strongest witch in the world-Aurelia Crimsonheart-stopped destruction itself by sacrificing her life to seal the darkness created by the man who loved her more than anything: the Dark King. But fate did not end there. In the next era of the kingdom, a little girl was born as the illegitimate daughter of the Southern Duke's family. Her hair was soft pink, her eyes a clear blue-features believed to be an omen of misfortune. She was given the name Liora Salverin, a girl treated like a servant, mocked, and abused by her two stepbrothers who hated her without reason. Until one night, when the world slept... Liora awoke with memories that were not her own. Memories of battle, of sacrifice, and of a love that ended in blood. Memories of herself- as Aurelia. And on Liora's arm, a black ancient mark appeared- the contract symbol belonging to the man she had once fought... and the man who had been her last love. The Dark King has risen. And he is searching for her. Not to kill her. But to reclaim what was taken from him. As Liora's powers begin to awaken one by one, her two stepbrothers slowly realize that the girl they once scorned... is becoming someone they can no longer turn away from. Guilt turns into awe. Awe turns into affection. Affection turns into obsession.

The last heart witch was burned at the stake a hundred years ago… or so the vampires believed. ÃMÃRÃ has spent her whole life hiding in a quiet human town, pretending to be ordinary while forbidden magic pulses in her veins. One mistake, one spell on the night of the blood moon, and everything shatters. Her ritual was supposed to seal her powers. Instead, it binds her heart to his. Lucian, the ruthless vampire prince cursed by the gods, wakes up on a battlefield with a stranger’s heartbeat echoing in his chest. Her heartbeat. When he bleeds, she feels the pain. When she cries, he tastes the salt of her tears. When one of them dies… the other will follow. To break the curse, ÃMÃRÃ is dragged into the deadly world of vampire courts, ancient prophecies and blood-soaked thrones. She must help Lucian take back his crown and uncover the truth behind the massacre of her kind—while hiding the fact that she is the last heart witch heir they failed to kill. But the more she fights him, the more the bond pulls them closer. His touch steadies her magic. Her presence calms his curse. Enemies whisper that she is his weakness. The gods whisper that she is his doom. Kill Lucian to save herself… or fall for him and doom them both. When a cursed vampire prince shares one heart with the last witch heir, is their bond a punishment— or destiny?

How can one measure the feeling after death? No.regular path to heaven or hell What I experienced was neither of these I was swallowed by a neutral vortex, a strange stage where neither life nor oblivion exists… You may call it: the bizarre Barzakh. After l enduring an era drenched in corruption and suffocated by injustice It all began with , a bizarre phenomenon disguised as nature, only to twist into an infection known as the Divine Sin. From that moment on, some of us were condemned souls forgotten, branded as guilty, and given a single name: the Ghosts ...

I am the only son of the Dukes of Connaught and Strathearn, and the grandson of Her Majesty Queen Victoria of the British Empire. Now, in the name and honor of the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, I swear upon my life to witness and safeguard the rise of this land — to unite all the people of Australia and New Zealand under one new name, and to watch our destiny unfold together. Long live Australasia! A tale of royal legacy, ambition, and the birth of a new empire at the edge of the world. Australasia novel, historical fiction, British Empire story, Queen Victoria descendant, royal alternate history, Australia rise, New Zealand union, time of empires, colonial historical drama, House of Saxe Coburg Gotha, royal family saga, Australasia unification, Victorian era story, alternate history novel, British royalty fiction, imperial expansion novel

Alexander walked into the room, dressed in his royal white robe that shimmered faintly under the soft glow of the candlelight. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, revealing a face carved with precision and power — sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and lips that curved with quiet confidence. His midnight eyes, deep and commanding, scanned the room before landing on the figure sitting gracefully at the edge of the bed. Serena. Her emerald-green eyes locked with his, stealing his breath for a moment. The flickering light danced across her skin, giving her an ethereal glow. Her long ginger hair cascaded down her shoulders like streams of fire and sunlight combined, adorned with delicate golden hairpins that shimmered with every movement. She was dressed in a flowing white gown that mirrored his — simple yet enchanting, the fabric hugging her form in all the right places, making her seem like a divine vision come to life. For a brief moment, Alexander simply stared, unable to speak. Then, almost reverently, he crossed the room and knelt before her. His cold, powerful hands gently took hers — smaller, softer, trembling ever so slightly. “You look…” he paused, his voice low and rough, “…breathtaking.” Serena’s cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, her lips parting slightly as she met his gaze. “You always know what to say,” she whispered, her tone barely above a breath. He smiled faintly — that rare, almost forbidden smile that softened his usually stoic face. “Careful, Serena,” he murmured, his thumb tracing circles over her knuckles. “If you keep looking at me like that, you’ll make me lose myself.” Her eyes softened, the corner of her lips curving into a teasing smile. "Then lose yourself my king," she replied, her voice calm yet filled with unspoken desire. "lose yourself.... In me." Alexander didn't hesitate. He rose to his feet, his hands cupping her jaw as his thumb brushed against her lower lips. Their eyes met one more- predator and , darkness and light before he closed the distance between them. His lips crashed against hers, hungry and desperate, as if the world outside no longer mattered, Serena responded with equal passion, her hands tangling in his dark hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.

The year is 1278 CE in Japan. Rei Kazehara was born into a world shaped by grief after losing his father, and into a society where Katanas are forged by elemental blacksmiths. These blades enhance their wielder’s innate abilities based on the element infused into the steel, and only a sword may choose its master. When a chosen swordsman dies in battle, their blade dies with them. This world is filled with deadly sword duels, elemental warriors, and one young man driven by a single unshakable purpose: to avenge his father’s death. New chapters every Friday!

Content Warning (Mature Themes) This story contains: stylized violence, dark humor, morally grey characters, fictional warfare and historical references. All violence is fictionalized and used for narrative effect. No real political ideology or real-world figure is promoted. _________________________________________________________________________________ Story Summary: A Christmas car crash changes history. When a baby is born in the back seat of a speeding car on December 25th, 1989, the shock sends the newborn flying through the windshield. His rich parents die on impact. The baby doesn’t. Mid-air, something cold and ancient wakes up inside him. [SOUL SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Because of his parents’ enormous soul value, the infant instantly jumps from Lv.1 Rogue to Lv.10—complete with obscene eight-pack abs—before he’s even hit the ground. He lands in a council trash bin, opens his eyes to a dark, stinking world of rubbish… and lets out his first thoughtful little “hmm.” The Soul System is simple, brutal, and limitless: No EXP. No grind. No gold. No loot drops. Only Soul Points (SP). Whenever someone dies because of your choices, the System pays out. 1 SP = 1 dollar of purchasing power. Guns, food, clothes, living beings, soldiers, tanks, futuristic gadgets, fantasy artifacts—the System can conjure anything in a clean white flash. The only limits are your imagination… and how much blood you’re willing to put on your hands. The problem? The new owner is a one-day-old baby. He doesn’t understand any of this. He just wants warm milk and cuddles, and acts on pure instinct to get his basic needs met. Luckily—or not—he’s found by a lonely six-year-old runaway named Anna Hope. In a twisted accident of fate, the Soul System assigns Anna as his Pawn, and her sheepdog Sheepy as her Hunter Pet. Girl and dog suddenly become stronger, faster, tougher. Anna decides she’ll be the baby’s mum. She names him Strong. Then a homeless man with big dreams and bad ideas shows up, and Strong accidentally answers his fear and greed with a crate of AK-47s and a squad of medieval crusaders. From there, destiny comes off its rails. A “simple” bank robbery becomes a nation-shaking event. The Highland Liberation Army rises overnight. Scotland turns into a battlefield led by a homeless “prophet” of a new holy war. Britain fractures like the Balkans. NATO mobilises its full might—against Scotland. The Soviet Union and other hungry powers see their chance and move. And somewhere in the middle of it all is: a baby god in a Hulk onesie, a stubborn six-year-old girl pretending to be his mother, a dog built like a small tank, and a System that will give them anything—as long as someone, somewhere, pays in blood. A dark-comedy alternate-history epic about an OP baby, a feral little queen, Sheepy the world’s strongest dog, a homeless revolutionary, crusaders with assault rifles, and how one trash-bin miracle in 1989 starts to break the entire world. __________________________________________________________________________________________ This story can best be summarized by these simple additional tags: System, OP Protagonist, Modern Day, Reincarnation / Baby Protagonist, Summoning, Comedy, Action, Alternate History, Military Secondary Tags: Urban Fantasy, Political Intrigue, Apocalypse, Time Divergence, Found Family, War, Overpowered Summons, Guns, Monarchist / Revolution, Modern Day Crusaders, Historical figures / Fantasy figures brought back to life. Also as a content warning this story is pretty dark with lots of: Violence, Gore, Dark themes, Military, Antihero, System, Dark Comedy, Modern Fantasy world

The first time Yuan Zhi met Song Jiyun, she was conspiring with her milk brother to seize the family fortune; The second time Yuan Zhi encountered Song Jiyun, she and her milk brother were framing others in a deceit; The third time Yuan Zhi came across Song Jiyun, that milk brother of hers was finally no longer by her side, but there she was, casting flirtatious glances at his good friend... A man can only tolerate so much, and he could not bear it. Yuan Zhi decided... to feed himself to the tiger, and capture this enchantress, Song Jiyun! "Nine Layers of Purple" Collector's Anniversary Edition became available on September 11, 2022! We welcome everyone's interest!

Born under the Blood Moon—a rare and ominous eclipse—Prince Nozomi enters the world marked by a curse that stains his very existence. Disgusted by his father, despised by the imperial court, and quietly pitied by the servants, Nozomi grows up in a exile palace , seperate from the main palace. Only his mother dared to love him… and even she cannot protect him. To erase the shame of a “cursed heir,” the emperor adopts Rikuya, a flawless and ambitious boy, raising him as the future crown prince. But Rikuya carries a jealousy far more dangerous than the curse itself—because despite all his perfection, he can never win hearts the way Nozomi does simply by existing. Far from the palace, in the quiet mountains, lives Takao, a gentle healer who wants nothing more than a peaceful life. Unaware of royal politics or ancient prophecies, he has no reason to ever cross paths with the cursed prince. And yet… fate has other plans. An accident drags Takao into the palace shadows, where he knows and see Nozomi for the first time, while exploring the exile palace along with the main palace. A single glance. A single moment. A spark begun that was never meant to exist. Between a prince doomed by destiny and a healer who never sought greatness, an impossible bond begins to form—one that may either break the curse… or ignite a war within the royal family, that will ruin them both. A cursed prince. A healer caught in the middle. A love written nowhere… yet destined to bloom.

Love God?! Then join our boy, Samuel Ahket as he embarks on journey greater from no other as he works his way through to restore peace to the world as well bringing it's believers out of the shadows. In this journey, he will tight many foes and he will grow from a soft holy boy to a holy slayer whose purpose is to restore God's light to the world.

Collin East is a talent agent barely scraping by in the tough world of Hollywood. He’s average, has average clients, average luck, and an average career that has no clear direction. Until one morning, everything changes. Collin wakes up with a bizarre and unbelievable power. He can see floating words above people's heads. Words that reveal true and innate talents. “Romance Box Office Hit Actor,” “Master Director Of Comedy,” “Talk Show King,” “Olympic Gold Sprinter.” Suddenly, the nobodies around him shine with potential only he can see. Armed with this supernatural insight, Collin sets out to transform the entertainment industry from the inside out. He discovered an aspiring actor flipping pizzas, an unknown director with a vision that could make everyone laugh, a singer on a subway platform who could top the Billboard 100. [This novel has 65 advanced chapters on Patreon.] Patreon link: https://www.patreon.com/Puji_maki

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