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Hii I'm Lily Hart which is short for Liliana and I'm Trapped between who to chose......one is my crush, Aaron Vander and the other is my best friend,Kane Smith Who likes me but I feel like I should chose Aaron cause Kane is starting to be quite mean and possesive.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I fell asleep playing a twisted reverse harem otome game… and woke up as its most hated villainess. Now I’m Davina Emerson — the imperial princess feared by all, executed in every ending, and cursed to die no matter which route I take. Worse? A cold-hearted system appeared, telling me this isn’t a dream. If I want to survive and return home, I must complete every mission it throws at me. Or die trying. And my first mission? Raise the favorability of the male leads — the very men Davina once enslaved, humiliated, or betrayed. A prince once chained in her bedroom — who now smiles while planning her execution. A knight stripped of honor, who treats me like a battlefield. A saint defiled by sin, who once prayed for my soul… and now craves my touch. An ex-fiancé turned rebel, who fights for justice — even if it means my head on a spike. A “loyal pet” bought from the black market — who might be a predator in disguise. They’re all obsessed. They’re all twisted. And they all want me dead… or worse. This world isn’t a game anymore. Every kiss hides a blade. Every favor hides a trap. To survive a twisted reverse harem, I’ll have to outplay the story itself. Daily updates: 1–2 chapters Every 5 comments = 1 bonus chapter Every 2 reviews = 1 bonus chapter 1 Golden Ticket = 1 bonus chapter Only if you feel like it, of course ;)

Two powerful families. A decades-old betrayal. One love story that was never meant to happen. Gianna Veymont was born into legacy — smart, stunning, and heiress to one of the wealthiest empires in the country. Tristan Greystorm was bred for power — arrogant, charming, and the crown prince of her family’s sworn enemy. They were raised to hate each other. But fate throws them into the same elite college, where wars are fought not with weapons but with money, status, and pride. A campus full of whispers. A viral scandal. A dance that should’ve meant nothing — but didn’t. As secrets from their family’s past begin to resurface, Gianna and Tristan are pulled into a twisted web of betrayal, buried truths, and a third enemy hiding in plain sight. And when hate starts to blur into something far more dangerous... Will love be their greatest ruin?

She was born a thief. He was born a king. Fate never meant for them to meet. When Oliver demands priceless treasures from King Darius in exchange for Odi’s freedom from him, the royal court erupts in scandal. Yet, rather than bargain with a villain, the young king buys Odi outright, an act that earns her resentment. She wants freedom, not a master. Darius, however, offers her a deal—steal one final treasure with his help, and she will be free. As they navigate betrayal, magic, and forbidden love, Odi must decide: seize her freedom or surrender to the one man she swore to hate.

Alia is a brave and intelligent woman with many hidden secrets buried deep within her family and identity. In her quest to uncover the truth, she embarks on a dangerous mission where she crosses paths with Viktor, a mysterious man with a dark and shadowy past. As their lives intertwine, a complex relationship develops—full of trust, betrayal, love, and conflict. Dark Romance Dual Life and Secret Missions Action, Thriller, and Adventure Mafia and Underworld Royal and Traditional Background Betrayal and Revenge Drug Trade and the Dark World Intense Chemistry and Psychological Conflict Power Struggles and Control Loyalty versus Duty If you want, I can help you polish it further or make it sound more like a book synopsis.

What would you do if a Prince Suddenly got interested in you? In the land of Wyverdale, The Crowned Prince has finally returned from War victorious, his Father immediately wants him to Marry and then Commences the Festival of the Virgins. |||||||| Excerpt "Your Highness I am not an Easy woman" she said "Really? then if I proposed to you this instant would you agree?" he asked "----" |||| "It's time to consummate our Marriage don't you think?" he asked "Umm, Your Highness in my family we do not commence anything till spring" she replied "Oh is that so? since when?" he asked "Umm since my generation" she replied "---" Lady Diwura Lily Scot- The only child of Duke and Duchess Scot. Looks quiet and gentle on the outside, but a stubborn strong headed woman on the inside, with her pride at stake she willfully walked into a trap and got married to the Prince, her motto being that she was not an easy woman at all, and that did she prove. Prince Liam of Wyverdale -Usually cold, calculative and serious, the heir to the throne of Wyverdale, but when he meets Wura he slowly begins to change, he becomes playful and childish whenever she is around, and the two often fool each other. But only the end will tell where their relationship would go.

Ayasha watched her brother die at the hands of King Nahuel as her pack was crushed beneath the weight of conquest. When she catches the tyrant king’s eye during a brutal sparring match, he offers her a deal: marry his son, Prince Koda, and her family will be spared. Desperate to protect what remains, Ayasha agrees. But the promised marriage is a lie. In the heart of Lamia, she discovers nineteen other would-be brides, all from fallen packs, forced into a brutal Luna trial. Only one will earn the right to stand beside the prince. The rest will lose everything, including their lives. Ayasha already has an agenda of her own. She plans to kill Koda, the son of the monster she blames for her brother’s death. Then her wolf imprints on him. Fate has bound her to the very man she came to destroy. As the trials grow bloodier and palace secrets come to light, Ayasha must choose between the vengeance that drives her and the bond she never wanted.

A powerful businesswoman from the 21st century, Elara, suddenly wakes up in a world where there are many men but very few women. In this new world, she becomes the princess of the weakest kingdom, the Plumera Kingdom. Using her intelligence and determination, she rises to power, building her own empire step by step. Along the way, many talented and handsome men fall in love with her. In this world where women are rare, she becomes the center of attention and desire. With a strong will and clever mind, she takes control of her destiny, ruling the world by day and surrounded by admiration and love by night.

Yao Yao was born as a little glutton, her appetite rivaling half a mountain. One day, the old Taoist who adopted her passed away in meditation. At just three and a half years old, Yao Yao had no choice but to pack her small bag and head down the mountain to find her senior master. By chance, she ended up saving a wealthy tycoon from a car accident and became the adopted daughter of the prestigious Gu family. At first, everyone in the Gu family opposed the idea. The Gu family matriarch tapped her cane and said, “Raising someone else’s child? Careful not to end up with an ingrate!” The Gu family head, Gu Xuesong, said indifferently, “Picked up halfway? Who knows what kind of trouble she might bring.” From the eldest to the seventh brother, their response was unanimous: “We don’t want a sister!” But this little girl, rejected by the entire family, proved herself after joining the Gu household. She resolved the business partner issues that even Gu Xuesong couldn’t handle, bringing in so many contracts that they couldn’t sign them all. She cured the Gu matriarch’s chronic leg pain, to the point where the old lady was now striding around effortlessly… Even the seven Gu brothers, one after another, benefited greatly from her presence. It was only then that the Gu family realized they had brought home a treasure. From then on, the Gu family’s attitude completely changed. The Gu matriarch: “Yao Yao, do you want some cream puffs? Grandma will buy them for you.” Gu Xuesong: “Yao Yao, do you want a private jet? Daddy will have one sent over to take you for a ride.” The Gu brothers: “Yao Yao, do you want…” And so, Yao Yao secured herself a meal ticket—one of the highest quality! ============= Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon.com/flokixy to get access to +40 Advance Chapters

Princess Rosemary is a wilted flower in her father’s court. Born into a society that puts power on a pedestal, her frail body and faltering angelic powers earn only scorn from the nobles and icy contempt from her father. Suffocated by whispers and rejection, Rose’s gentle spirit breaks, driving her to do the unimaginable. But as she does so, memories of her brother's kindness renew her will to live. Yet, it might already be too late as she's dragged under the raging river. As all hope seems lost, a pair of cold eyes peer back at her. Would their owner bring the salvation she so desperately craves, or a continuation of the emotional torment she has endured since she was a child?

If novels contain worlds, then what happens to the world that was discontinued by the writer? Zeana was a third-rate writer with barely completed works. But despite her few published books, her drafts were uncountable. From the stories that only last with three chapters to the stories with nothing but prologue, piled up on her drafts. But what is this? Wasn't she originally just trip and fell? So how come when she stood up, another world greeted her? And a frozen world at that?!

Beneath a sky that remembers forgotten names, a rift opens—and the world will never be the same. Lynchie is no chosen one. Orphaned by fate and burdened by dreams she can't explain, she enters the gates of Vatra Arx, a floating academy suspended between stars and ruin. Within its spell-forged halls, celestial politics, ancient beast trials, and haunting whispers of the First Tongue converge. But power comes at a cost, and destiny isn't always a gift. As rival students clash under hidden banners and forbidden factions awaken, Lynchie must survive more than exams—she must survive truths no one dares speak aloud. Truths that twist the stars, silence gods, and splinter the meaning of life itself. At the edge of prophecy and rebellion, a misfit may wear the crown—if she can remember who she is.

Born a noble daughter of Elaria, Asha's life was shattered when her homeland fell to the fire-worshiping Varn Dominion. Torn from her family, her name, and even her identity as a girl, she now survives in the bloodstained sands of Merosia, a republic where gold and cruelty rule, and children fight to entertain the masses. Trained under the brutal yet enigmatic House Kael, Asha must navigate a world of gladiator pits, poisons, politics, and masked gods. Every battle chips away at her past, reshapes her future, and blurs the line between survival and savagery. As friendships form and rivalries sharpen, her secret threatens to unravel, along with the fragile threads of her humanity. But in the roaring coliseums of Daltarein, there are no innocents. Only killers, corpses, and champions. And if Asha is to reclaim anything of what was stolen, she must become more than a survivor. She must become a legend. In the arena, mercy is weakness. And weakness gets you killed.

Lang Huan, a beautiful young woman, descendant of the prestigious Lang Clan in the modern world, is swept away by fate into another dimension—one where time and reality are entirely different. The long-dormant power within her awakens, transforming her into a formidable Wolf Warrior. Amidst the chaos of this unfamiliar world, she crosses paths with the cunning yet captivating The Eldest Princess Zhao Yi. What starts as a dangerous game of deception soon entangles Lang Huan in an inescapable trap—one that leads her not only to danger but also to an unexpected love. On a night when the moon shone brightly, the princess let her hair fall like a waterfall and wore a transparent gauze dress. She threw herself at Lang Huan. Lang Huan’s heart nearly jumped out of her chest—she almost had a heart attack. Lang Huan : “What are you doing?” Feng Yao : “Hug me… I am cold” Lang Huan : “……” Feng Yao : “Kiss me…” Lang Huan : ”Are you crazy? I am a woman…” Feng Yao : “No problem…I like woman” Lang Huan : “…….” #Yuri #comedyromance #palaceintrique #romance

Like most reincarnation stories, I was reborn into the book I was reading when I died at the age of 19. Luckily, I ended up in a body that's also 19 so hey, no awkward toddler years. But no, I wasn't reincarnated as the main character (tragic, right?). I didn't even get to be the villainess or a side character. In fact, I don't appear in the story at all. But I'm not just going to sit back and let the plot play out. If I've got a second life, I'm going to live it to the fullest and this time, I'm going to live my life to the fullest. --- I'm a kid, I don't have money so stop trying to help me when you need me to pay, I write for fun.

Li An, abandoned at birth in the cold palace, gains a miraculous gift when a seed from the Tree of Knowledge enters her mind, enhancing her intelligence and pushing her on a mission to gather wisdom points by applying her newfound knowledge. As she grows, she uncovers her noble heritage and encounters her destined fiancé, a proud young general who looks down on her. Will she be able to win his heart, or will he conquer her first? In time, as she showed her abilities, she was given a fief, a barren land. Now, will she be able to turn this wilderness into a blossoming rose? Or will she give up and just live a carefree life? Let's read and find out.

Veritas "Trust no one. Not even yourself." Born with cursed crimson eyes and hair pale as winter, she was always told she didn’t belong. Haunted by shadows of a past she can't remember, she sets out to master the darkness inside her — to find answers, to take revenge. The empire whispers of an orphan with forbidden powers. The temple sends a saintess to destroy her. And beside her stands a kind, charming duke… too perfect to be real. But nothing is as it seems. Every smile hides a dagger. Every truth has another face. And the deeper she goes, the more she realizes: the biggest lie… might be her own life. “This story is also being posted by me on Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/741264/fictions”

After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

Eighteen years old, this is the age most princess, my sister's, were sold off, ohh sorry, I meant married off. For parents that keep Omoaanre (A kept child) or (pure girl), it's an age the parents look forward to but not for me it's a day I dread the most. A day I'll be thrown into a different world, and expected to marry a man I never knew, nor seen. Expected to make my own family and be a perfect wife. Not that I know a different way. I've been tutured and trained for this only. Omoaanre are girls that have never seen the sun, never walked on the ground, virgins and never seen a guy apart from your nuclear family. For a princess it's goes without saying that we're one. Not everyone can keep Omoaanre, and girls that are out of their rooms before marriage are considered unpure, their family are looked down upon and can only marry a poor man. Born under a rare eclipse in the ancient kingdom of Oyo-Moba, Princess Yetunde was never destined for an ordinary life—even if everyone tried to make her believe otherwise. Sheltered, revered, and raised as an Omoaanre—a "kept girl" untouched by sunlight, soil, or the eyes of men—Yetunde is trained to be the perfect wife, not the powerful woman she is meant to become. At eighteen, she's chosen as the political bride of a foreign nobleman: Lord Marcus Valerian, a pale, brooding duke from the empire of Saint Liora. Cold, cursed, and carrying secrets of his own, Marcus sees their marriage as nothing more than a contract. Yetunde? She sees it as exile. But the night she steps into his world, her first life ends. And something ancient within her wakes. Now reborn with fragmented memories, strange powers, and a spine she didn’t know she had, Yetunde must navigate a world of foreign customs, mystical bloodlines, and inconvenient feelings for the man she was forced to marry. Their cultures clash hilariously. Their desires simmer dangerously. And the deeper she digs into her past lives, the more she realizes: She wasn’t just born to be someone’s wife. She was born to rewrite fate. Romantic. Witty. Magical. The Life, Death, and Rebirth of Princess Yetunde is a spicy, slow-burn, interracial fantasy romance that blends Yoruba royal culture with ancient curses, sweet love after marriage, and a heroine who learns that being "pure" has nothing to do with staying quiet. Welcome to Princess Morenikeji's Life, her Death and Rebirth.

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Here?” he lightly drew a circle around my nipple. I froze, because only one person ever touched under my clothes. Not even Kal. “Princess?” He paused. I turned my head because I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t bear the truth. Admitting out loud I’d been weak enough to let so low life worthless dog touch me. He knew without my nod, that was a place Ezra touched me. I heard him growl low, something angry. His hand landed somewhere I should have expected, but for some reason completely forgot. And when his hot hands touched womanhood, my breath hitched. He growled low and possessively asked “And here?”