Frida died on the battlefield with no family to mourn her-only a comrade she saved, and a quiet hope that she might see the man she loved but never confessed to. He too had perished in war. A soldier. An orphan. A soul full of quiet regrets. Her only comfort in life? The stories she devoured in secret-especially the ones about loved daughters finally finding a place to belong. But fate had something stranger in store. When she wakes again, it's not her body she returns to-but that of Nej, the veiled, forgotten princess from the last novel she read. Scarred, unloved, and pushed aside-a tragic villainess who had once moved Frida's heart. Now, somehow, Frida is inside her. But it's not just reincarnation. It's inheritance. Nej, it seems, had turned back time-returning to the moment she was scarred by her mother's blade. Too broken to face her past again, she summoned the one soul who had mourned her in silence: Frida. A girl who shared her pain. A girl who also bore a scar from her first battle. A girl who would take her place. Now, with both their memories tangled inside her, Frida-as-Nej carries more than just a royal name. She carries two lifetimes of sorrow, and a vow to break the cycle: She will fulfill Nej's unspoken regrets. She will reclaim her own life. And she will shatter the gilded cage of royalty-sword in hand. Because this time, she's not living for duty or death. She's living for freedom.

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

After dying in a car accident, Lin Chu Xia awakens to find herself returned to the age of twenty, the year she was supposed to be married, along with her elder sister Lin Jia Yi who has also been reborn. The first thing her sister does is snatch away the man she was once married to, who in her previous life was extremely wealthy. Not only that, Lin Jia Yi insists on giving Lin Chu Xia her own apathetic and workaholic husband from the past life who rarely returned home. Lin Chu Xia laughs, as this arrangement suits her just fine, hoping her kind sister does not regret her decision. She's curious to see if her indifferent ex-husband can rise to be the highly pursued President Li without her. As for herself, armed with full skills and a space ability, she doesn't mind the lack of parental love, because her in-laws are there to dote on her. She starts businesses and factories, living a life that becomes more prosperous by the day. As for that workaholic husband who barely comes home twice a year? It doesn't matter to her, as long as it doesn't interfere with her money-making, she's content to be his invisible woman in the background. ... Qin Yang, compelled by his mother's heartfelt words, returns home to marry a young bride. A man who prioritizes work over family, he thinks providing money is fulfilling his duty as a husband. However, he discovers that his wife has more money, a larger presence, broader connections, and is adored by everyone she meets-leaving him in a daze. Between clenched teeth, Qin Yang decides: If money won't work, he'll leave her with kids! ~~ REMINDER!! THIS STORY ISN'T MINE, I'M JUST UPLOADING IT CUZ I LIKE READING IT.

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. That was what they whispered about me. My mother was a dancer who seduced an Emperor to survive. I was the ignored princess who seduced a Prince to steal a throne. I thought I was the heroine of a romance novel. I thought if I smiled enough, schemed enough, and loved him enough, I would get my happily ever after. I was wrong. My sister was the beloved Cinderella. The Crown Prince was her Prince Charming. And I? I was just the wicked stepsister who got in the way. My reward for stealing the male lead was a hellish marriage, a cold bed, and a lonely death. Now, I have returned to the beginning. I'm done chasing fairytales. I'm done trying to be someone I'm not. This time, I won't go to the ball. I won't wear the glass slipper. I will just fade into the background and disappear. Or so I thought. "Careful, Your Highness." On the balcony where I tried to hide from the world, a hand caught me. It wasn't a Prince. It was a Knight I had never noticed before. I wanted to retire from this fairytale, but it seems the story isn't done with me yet

After ending her life to escape relentless bullying and emotional exhaustion, a nameless girl awakens in the fragile body of a six-year-old noble child. But this isn't a second chance-it's a new hell. She has been reincarnated into the body of the West Duke's hidden daughter, a child locked away in the basement, neglected and abused by the very family meant to protect her. Isolated, bruised, and numb, she accepts her fate in silence. But fate shifts when the feared and mysterious North Duke visits the West in search of an heir. Amidst a sea of noble children, it is the broken girl with dead eyes he notices. Something in her stillness, her silence, her scars - calls to him. What follows is a slow-burning tale of healing, power, and the struggle to find a reason to live again - in a world both cruel and magical.

Derek is a possessive Dom, and has found the perfect submissive to call his own. Can he learn to share her? Smut short story.

She's a brat who won't back down. He's a Master who won't be told 'no'. Hayden Jones has spent eighteen years being the smartest, snarkiest person in the room. But when she's dragged kicking and screaming to a specialized training school, she realizes her wit is no match for the contract her parents signed. Chase, firm, strict, and dangerously handsome. He's been raised to rule, and Hayden is his newest assignment. He's been told she's a virgin; he's been told she's a firebrand. To him, she's just a puzzle that needs to be solved-one punishment at a time. In a world of rules, restraints, and rigorous training, Hayden is determined to resist. But Chase knows exactly how to handle a brat. He's going to train her, discipline her, and push her body to the edge.

A beautiful neurosurgeon, after a car accident, travels back in time to the 1970s, becoming the high-profile military wife of her namesake. Faced with her once-despised "country bumpkin" husband, she contemplates escape, only to find herself captivated by his ardent tenderness and rock-hard eight-pack abs. From resistance to submission, the Ice Queen meets a doting husband, igniting a sweet journey from an arranged marriage to true love. Traveling through time and space, just to meet her destined soul mate.

The Alderidge Family; Many would say they've always been cold, strange and a little bit psychotic if you know them well enough. To most...yeah they're probably right. But to the ones that have stuck around long enough to really know them...probably still right. Though, they do have their reasons. Twelve years ago, Irene Alderidge, mother to five children, made an impulsive decision. At the ages of four, Genevieve and Easton Alderidge, the youngest of the Alderidge children, were ripped away from their family in the night by their mother. Years of searching, and a lifetime of grief, the remaining Alderidge family receive a phone call. One precious phone call. Genevieve, Easton, and... a baby brother? tw: violence sexual assault rape weapons abuse smut

AU🔞- VERY EXPLICIT, NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN. A young nun lived in the convent, where they needed a new Priest, after the untimely death of their current one. Kim Taehyung was a handsome Priest who came and pitched the idea of perfection. He made promises to turn around the convent for the better. He was not all he seemed will the reader break free or stay bound by him forever?