In the empire of Liang, everyone knew one thing: The Crown Prince loved another woman. So when General Shen's eldest daughter, Shen Li Hua, was chosen to become Crown Princess, the entire capital pitied her. A loveless marriage. A cold husband. A palace already occupied by the prince's beloved first love. Everyone waited for Shen Li Hua to cry, to compete, to desperately fight for a man who had never wanted her. But Shen Li Hua did none of those things. Elegant, intelligent, and impossibly difficult to read, the new Crown Princess treated the Crown Prince with perfect courtesy- and absolute indifference. While other women fought for affection, Shen Li Hua guarded only one thing: her dignity. And slowly, dangerously... the Crown Prince began noticing the wife he had once ignored. "You may have the title of Crown Princess," Xiao Jun said coldly on their wedding night, "but you will never have my love." The palace fell silent. Beneath the glow of crimson candles, Shen Li Hua calmly removed the heavy phoenix crown from her head and placed it aside. Then she finally looked at him. Her eyes were beautiful. Cold too. "That changes nothing," she said lightly. "I married Your Highness for the crown, not your affection." Xiao Jun's expression darkened. Before he could speak again, she continued calmly, "So you may keep your love for whoever wishes to beg for it." A pause. Then- "Fortunately, I do not." For the first time in years, the Crown Prince was left completely speechless.

Nyrelle D'Arvayne died alone in the depths of the Tower.. betrayed by the man she loved, broken by a fate she never chose. Reborn with her memories intact, she awakens on the morning a week before her sixteenth birthday, the very day she is meant to be announced as the future Empress, betrothed once again to Prince Lucien Valethorne. This time, Nyrelle refuses. Haunted by a future where love turned into cruelty and mercy died behind stone walls, she makes a vow: she will never be bound to Lucien again. She asks her father, Duke D'Arvayne, to cancel the betrothal and declares she will marry only for love or not at all. If forced back into that fate, she would rather die. The duke, shaken by her resolve, grants her freedom. Lucien, now eighteen and still crown prince, is left confused and wounded. He remembers the bond they once shared, the same hearts, the same promises, and cannot understand why Nyrelle now avoids him as if he were poison. Despite her distance, he finds himself drawn to her again, determined to reclaim what was lost. But Nyrelle knows what awaits at the end of that path. As the empire moves toward an inevitable storm of politics, power, and betrayal, Nyrelle must rewrite her destiny - without love, without mercy, and without repeating the tragedy that once destroyed her. Because this time, she will not die in that tower.

Rong Yan comes from a scholarly family and has lived with her maternal grandfather since childhood. Hearing that her grandfather has arranged a marriage for her, she originally thought her fiancé was the second young master of the Wen family, also a doctor, but little did she know it was Wen Jingchu, who had taken over the Wen family. In the misty rain of a temple, Rong Yan caught a glimpse of the man brushing past her. After a friend's birthday party, Wen Jingchu escorted her home. Inside the car, Rong Yan suppressed her doubts and ultimately didn't ask. *Rong Yan was by nature mild-mannered, quiet, and a Buddhist. She believed that her marriage would be a respectful partnership, a simple cohabitation.But he was gradually luring her into his trap. At that moment, Wen Jingchu was being interviewed by a television station, exuding a refined and dignified air, composed and self-possessed, speaking calmly and confidently. The host asked, "Mr. Wen, we've heard you don't believe in gods or Buddhas, so why do you visit Lingshan Temple to pray every year?" Rong Yan, holding the prayer bag, waited nervously for his answer. The man's dark eyes were like ink. After a moment's thought, he slowly opened his lips and said, "Because Mrs. Wen is a Buddhist." A simple sentence, yet it disturbed her heart.

I woke up as the villainess destined to be ruined. The cold prince? Not interested. The perfect heroine? Not my problem. The family that will abandon me? Already irrelevant. This story expects me to beg, fight, and fall. Too bad I have better plans. While everyone chases love and drama, I'll build power. While they watch for my downfall, I'll prepare my escape. And when they finally realize I've changed- I'll already be gone. I won't die as your villainess.

All she wanted was his love and attention, but what she got was betrayal and death. Follow the Fox princess as she is given a second chance to change her fate and the fates of her beast husbands. Watch as she puts that arrogant Peacock prince in his place and watch as she brings down her so-called best friend the peacock princess to her knees. Revenge is best dish served cold and Julia the fox Princess intends to serve it very cold. <These are all my original characters. I hope you all like this new story.

She grew up invisible, her love for fashion dismissed while her siblings were praised. Stories and magic became her escape. She survived. She succeeded. And her own blood killed her for it. Death gives her a second chance- reborn as Petunia Evans, before the bitterness, before the fall. This time, she won't beg for love. She won't make herself smaller. She'll be softer with herself. Sharper with the world. And never invisible again. Just to be clear, I do not support J.K R*wling at all. She could rot in tartarus for all I care. What I do support though is that our king Dobby made the books but that bitch stole them and changed them with her wickedness.

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬!! ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ ➥ 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉: She's your average villainess who has done all sorts of crazy things. Yes Cecilia or well the previous owner of her body had done all of those things. So technically it wasn't her... Cecilia Wolken regained her memories of her previous life after she tried to jump out of the window to end it all. The very moment she woke up, she tried to jump out of the window again. "Just let me die already" Unlike your average reincarnated person, Cecilia doesn't want to live so she tries to welcome the bad ending with open arms. And so she tries to, well die. To her dismay those annoying people just won't leave her alone. "What the hell are you up to this time?" Everyone was suspicious of just what she might be scheming. Accused of just being an attention seeker at first, people around her begin to realize her sudden personality change... "If I go, " she whispered against his mouth, almost brushing his lips, "I will haunt you. I will tear at the edges of your sleep. I will be the voice in your head that tells you nothing compares. I will ruin you for anyone who tries." Evander's hands slid around her waist, pulling her flush against him now, not pleading anymore. "You already have," he breathed. "You are not allowed to die without me," the duke said, his voice steady in a way it hadn't been before. "And I am not allowed to live without you." ♔ ───────── ♔ 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑻 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 (so far): ♔ ───────── ♔ #1 in fl #1 in deathwish #1 in living #1 in poison #2 in antagonist

They called it an accident. The darkness that devoured her home, the tragedy that took her parents - all wrapped in whispered pity and silent relief. But for the young daughter left behind, it was the beginning of her descent into hell. Adopted by distant relatives who wore kindness like masks, she grew up as little more than a shadow within their house - unloved, unwanted, unseen. Her stepmother's hatred was venomous, her stepsister's laughter cruel. Denied an education, denied affection, she learned to survive on silence and obedience. Then came the Duke - handsome, powerful, the man promised to her stepsister. When his eyes strayed toward the forgotten girl, admiration blooming where disgust should have lived, the family's hatred ignited into something fatal. They killed her quietly, as if snuffing out a candle no one would miss. But death did not take her. She awoke again - in the body of her seven-year-old self, the day after the tragic accident that destroyed her family. Time had folded backward, granting her a cruel gift: memory. This time, she will not weep. This time, she will not kneel. With the knowledge of every betrayal and every grave that waits for her, she will twist fate itself - and turn the game that once destroyed her into her masterpiece.

She grew up in the woods, the last survivor of a family hiding from the apocalypse and the supernatural creatures. Then, after an obviously well thought-out attempt to trade for more rations while disguised as an old granny, a werewolf, an incubi, and a fae found her. Now, she is theirs. Book 1 COMPLETE on Patreon. Weekly updates on Wattpad, Inkitt, and Royal Roads (soon!)