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Song Peizhi finds herself tangled with the same soul and man in thirteen different worlds due to his interference with the Wheel of Transmigration. Throw in the Crown Prince of the Immortal Realm who seems dead set on pursuing her, she is stuck between two men that love her more than life itself. Who will she choose? Who knows. She has always had a low EQ. *** PS: An EQ (emotional quotient) means "a (notional) measure of a person's adequacy in such areas as self-awareness, empathy, and dealing sensitively with other people" (Collins Dictionary).

When Zheng Mimi, a brilliant chef working in Starlight-a popular restaurant in China-accidentally eats a rotten egg, she finds herself in the same story she had been reading nonstop. The story being 'The Overwhelming Lord's Sweet Consort'. A web novel that had attracted readers not only because of the angelic female lead and masculine male lead, but also because of the secondary female lead, Princess Yu Zhenzhen. Princess Yu Zhenzhen was the tyrannical first princess of the empire of Yu with a reputation unlike any other. A teenage girl that had led her loving family members to death by falling in love at first with her fiancé, the male lead. Unfortunately for the princess, she had been decided as the villainess, no matter how captivating her face may have seemed. As the princess cursed the duo that had been the main cause of her death in the epilogue of the story, Zheng Mimi finds her soul sucked into the story, portraying as the same evil princess, except a year before her death incident. Now, Zheng Mimi is fighting a battle of survival. Which means staying away from all those who have caused the original Yu Zhenzhen's death and hopefully living a peaceful life without the interference of anyone. But how was she supposed to know her naive behave had not only attracted the attention of the secondary male leads, but the male lead, himself!?

After Zheng Mimi passes away as Yu Zhenzhen, she wakes up from her coma to find everything different. Not only had it been a few years after the last time she ate a rotten egg, but she realizes her family has fallen into poverty because of her medical bills. To add onto her distress, she had long lost her job at the restaurant Starlight, no longer a popular, famous chef but a nameless, poor chef without reputation. With the support of her family, Zheng Mimi forces her broken heart to the back of her mind and slowly begins to rebuild her life, starting with a simple restaurant named Délicieux. Slowly, Zheng Mimi regains her former glory as a popular chef, except this time, she is known to be an Ice Queen. The same Ice Queen that attracts the attention of many suitors, including a powerful CEO named Wang Jinfeng...

The moment Qi Yingyun was born, her surroundings were dark. This led to the bitter discovery that the gorgeous girl was blind. Nobody knew why and how, but they knew it was a shame. A shame that the pretty girl didn't see. A shame that the girl was like an emotionless doll. A shame that the girl was as fragile as a lotus, yet invalid. They knew the chances of the girl ever being able to marry into a family was slim, but her father was perseverant and didn't allow her to give up. His sacrifices for Yingyun's happiness finally paid off as she attracted the attention of a man. Not just any man, but the recently-positioned young emperor of Han, Han Wulong...

I died with the taste of bitter almonds burning in my throat. My husband, Kian Ferguson, watched me collapse over the poisoned wine. He did not call for help. He did not kneel beside me. He only looked at me with cold, satisfied eyes, as if my death had finally made room for the woman he truly wanted—his delicate cousin, Isabelle. In my first life, I begged for his love. I endured his family's humiliation. I drank the bitter tonics they forced upon me in the name of fertility, even as my body grew weaker by the day. I was blamed for an empty nursery, mocked as a barren wife, and trapped in a marriage that was slowly killing me. Then I opened my eyes again. I was back five years in the past, riding beside Kian at the King's autumn hunt—the very day I first saw how he looked at Isabelle. This time, I did not weep. I did not fight for him. I returned to Blackwood Manor and asked for an annulment. Kian laughed in my face. "You want to leave?" he said, seizing my arms. "There are only two ways out of this marriage, Adeline. In a coffin, or with my permission. And I will grant you neither." I went to the King for justice. The Crown turned me away. They all believed I had nowhere left to run. A discarded wife. A useless vine. A woman with no power, no allies, and no future beyond the Duke's gilded cage. They were wrong. I sold my dowry in secret. I bought merchant ships under a hidden name. I gathered remedies, debts, secrets, and gold. If no one would grant me freedom, I would purchase it myself. If no one would give me justice, I would become powerful enough to demand it. And by the time Kian Ferguson realizes his unwanted wife has become the mysterious Nightingale, it will be far too late to cage me again.

I woke up in a strange body, only to find myself being violently laced into a blood-red wedding dress. The Ashford family had finally remembered their abandoned daughter, but only to use me as a disposable substitute. They were forcing me to marry the terrifying Prince Regent in place of their precious darling, Seraphina. The Prince was rumored to be a cursed, crippled monster who had already outlived three dead brides. Everyone knew this wasn't a wedding; it was a brutal death sentence. When I confronted my "father," he coldly told me it was my duty to sacrifice my life so his real daughter could marry the Crown Prince. They thought I was just a weak, useless pawn they could ship off like cattle. They expected me to cry, beg, and accept my tragic fate. But I wasn't that timid girl anymore. I smiled at my so-called father and held out two fingers. "Alright, I'll marry him." I watched their faces pale as my smile widened. "But not for free. Two hundred thousand gold lions." After extorting my own family, I took the carriage to the Prince's castle, where they tried to humiliate me by making me enter through a tiny servant's door. Instead of submitting, I walked over to a thousand-pound marble gargoyle statue by the main entrance. I ripped off my veil, lifted the massive stone beast with my bare hands, and smashed the heavy iron gates to splinters. "Go tell your master his bride has arrived." I let the words sink into the dead silence. "And if he doesn't open this gate, I will tear it down myself."

I was the legitimate daughter of a Duke, exiled for years and finally forced into a political marriage to save my family's declining status. But on my wedding night, I woke up paralyzed on the cold stone floor, only to find my new husband entangled in my marital bed with my malicious half-sister. It was a carefully staged humiliation. My sister mocked me from the tangled sheets, while my husband looked down at me with utter boredom and disgust. Worse yet, the suffocating incense filling the room was a potent aphrodisiac—a "wedding gift" supplied by my own biological father to break my will and ensure I became a submissive pawn. The original owner of this body died of heartbreak right then and there, suffocated by a lifetime of being treated like worthless garbage by her own blood. She didn't understand why her family hated her so much, or why they would conspire to destroy her dignity on the very night she was supposed to become a Duchess. But the timid girl who would have cried and begged was gone. Opening my eyes, the soul of a top-tier modern operative took over. I didn't shed a single tear. Instead, I pulled a six-inch steel hairpin from my hair, pressed the wickedly sharp point directly against my new husband's throat, and smiled. "I am the ghost who has come to collect your debts."

She died in prison. After years of betrayal, humiliation, and pain. But fate gave her a second chance-rebirth. Now, she's no longer the submissive housewife everyone looked down on. She's a fierce, unstoppable boss lady-out for revenge. Cheating ex? Destroyed. Fake friends? Exposed. Dignity? Reclaimed. She takes back everything they stole from her-one slap at a time. But just when she thought she had control over everything, she comes home to the mysterious man in the wheelchair. With a sweet smile, she leans down. "Miss me?" He suddenly stands up, pins her against the wall, and whispers, "I missed you... and I need you." Her eyes widen. "Y-Your legs?! When did you-?" He smirks. "That's a secret."

Before she died, she was the merchant's brat who'd "married above her station."​ Sterilized. Bleed dry. Thrown out like trash.​ She burned the Thorne name to ash-with them still trapped inside it.​ Now she was back. Her birth mother peddled her off for status. Her stepsister draped herself in her late mother's jewels. And every last one of them plotted to hand her right back to the man who'd killed her.​ What a shame.​ They thought she'd returned to forgive.​ She was here to finish what she'd started.

A story of love, betrayal, and power within the gilded walls of Azzam Palace In the glittering city of Azzam, where loyalty is a weapon and silence a shield, newly crowned King Kamil stands at the edge of power - young, brilliant, and haunted by the weight of a kingdom that watches his every move. Milan, a lowly palace maid with a quiet spirit and melodious voice accidentally crosses paths with him, neither expects the spark that follows - a forbidden connection born in the shadow of the throne. But love in Azzam is never easy. As enemies close in - Bashi- the scheming uncle, and Jodha, the ambitious princess who is just a pawn in Mirian (kamil step sister)'s hand, the palace becomes a battlefield of whispers and deceit. And when Milan is accused of a crime that could destroy her, Kamil must decide whether to follow his duty... or his heart. In a world where every smile hides a secret, and every act of mercy could cost a crown, one truth remains - even kings can fall in love, and even love can start a war. A war that is fueled by an unhealthy obsession

"You're just my tool. Know your place." It's her duty to follow her master's command. Even at the risk of injuring herself or losing her mind. It's his right to make use of her cold-heartedly. Even discarding her when she had become useless. She was a bird trapped inside a gilded cage, slowly losing her mind in the process. He was the heir of the country, regretting things he had lost in the process of power chasing. Could she ever be saved? Could he get back what he had lost? A love story between an antagonist and a side character. Melancholic Sword Apprentice (hidden shape-shifter) × Cunning Cold-hearted Master of Ivory Manor

Willow, daughter of Zane and River, has had a crush on her best friend since she was ten years old. Her overprotective family members and friends are worried that he'll break her heart. Meanwhile, however, an evil is brewing that may change every thing Willow thought she knew. Will she have the strength to over come it or will it break the cheerful girl. Will Trent, son of Micah and Lily, ever act on his desires for his best friend or will he allow insecurities to rule over his life. Join Zane, River, Micah, Lily, Rhett, Lacey, Vance and Grace as well as their many children in the third book of the Loving series. 1. Loving River 2. Loving Lily 3. The Ranger's Daughter 4. Loving Willow This is a clean historical romance that will have an HEA Happy Reading!

We often hear that love makes us blind, but when we add jealousy, we lose all beneficial notions, and we are ready to do anything so that the person at the origin of these evils, suffer. This is what will happen to Thetia Kestle, the youngest of the Kestle family. It is her older sister Jane who will be at the origin, and who will force her sister, the jewel of the Kestle family, to flee her native land, because death is at her heels. A love triangle is created between Jane, Thetia and Crown Prince Harlan VII Vassethier. Nevertheless, even in the deepest despair, we can find that glimmer of hope and swim to it so that we can finally breathe and be free of all these evils. Thetia will understand this during her long flight. Between betrayal, manipulation, life of prestige, wars, and love, how to know who will support you all your life and who will stab you in the back at the right moment.

Maxine lived her life with difficulties since she was born. Everyone thought she would become the Empress someday. Everyone expected her to be one because of the God's message before she was even born. All of the people had high expectations. She struggled learning how to become the best Ruler in the future. Her family became distant from her for her sake, that's what she thought. She became so stiff that everyone would think she was a heartless woman. But one day, the Prince fell inlove with the Empire's Princess prisoner from the neighboring Empire. The Ducal House of Zachrono started to fall, horrible and unfortunate things happened. The death of his five brothers and father stole her sanity that made her stab the Prince and led her to her own death. She thought she was dead but when she woke up, she realized she went back time 15 years ago and now, she's inside her younger self. The 5 years old girl. Will the history repeat itself? Or she can change the fate of her family?