On the night she was born, Aurora Thorn was discarded like a mistake. Because she was a girl. While her wealthy family celebrated the arrival of a long-awaited "son," Aurora was abandoned in the wilderness and left to die, her existence erased by a grandmother obsessed with preserving a family legacy. But fate had other plans. Rescued and raised by a brilliant yet reclusive heart surgeon, Aurora grew up far from wealth and privilege. Gifted with an extraordinary mind, she became a medical prodigy whose talent far exceeded her years. Surrounded by love, integrity, and hard work, she built a life of her own without ever knowing the truth about her birth. Until one day, everything changes. As Aurora rises through the world of medicine, hidden secrets begin to surface. A powerful family built on lies. A stolen identity. A fortune that was never meant for the boy who inherited it. And a truth buried for decades that could destroy an empire. But reclaiming what was taken from her is not Aurora's only battle. The world beyond her small mountain town is far darker than she imagined. Betrayal, jealousy, greed, and danger lurk behind smiling faces. As enemies emerge from every direction, Aurora must rely on her intelligence, resilience, and the lessons taught by the man she calls father. She was abandoned. She was forgotten. She was never supposed to survive. Now, the girl they threw away is coming back. And this time, she won't be ignored. --- **A story of revenge, hidden identity, family secrets, medical genius, and a heroine who refuses to break.** **For readers who love strong female leads, emotional family drama, and satisfying revenge with a touch of romance.**

She has lived hidden for eleven years, never allowed outside, never told the truth about her father. Her mother is famous. Her past is dangerous. And the secret she's hiding could destroy two mafia empires. Born from betrayal and a single night of manipulation, the girl carries an impossible truth in her blood-she belongs to two dons. One American. One Italian. Rivals who have no idea their legacy lives in the same child. When the truth begins to surface, it won't just expose a secret. It will start a war.

I was just a normal girl obsessed with romance novels... until I woke up in one. Suddenly, I'm Arielle-the tragic mother nobody wanted. Married to a cold CEO, with four ridiculously handsome sons, and enemies lurking at every corner. The problem? I remember how this story ends... and I refuse to be a forgotten plot device. Now, I must survive: A husband who's suddenly noticing me Sons who are way too perfect and way too curious Fiancées who are secretly plotting And an actress who wants my life Acting skills, genre knowledge, and a lot of panicking are my only weapons. The question is... can a girl survive this chaos without losing her sanity? Or... will she rewrite the story entirely... while stealing the hearts of every male lead In sight

Unrealistic and impossible... Rose didn't even believe in God... yet she's experienced a miracle. A second chance. Magic became apart of biology and science. Nobility and politics weaved themselves like grape vines around her world. Rose found herself at the top of society, a perfect story with endless possibilities. But this story might be pushing her to die. (note: this story will be undergoing serious editing and revisions, both to plot and grammar. I will not be taking down any of the chapters during this process so please proceed at your own discretion. The placements in chapters may cause confusion, and I apologize for the inconvenience. I look forward to this story in a completely revised state. Thank you!)

Synopsis: When Linnea, a fiercely practical modern-day corporate powerhouse, is dropped into a primitive Beastworld, she does what any good CEO would do: she monopolizes the local economy, invents high fashion, and accidentally acquires a harem of five terrifying (but hopelessly devoted) apex predators. Managing a 112-year-old snake, a 19-year-old tiger prodigy, a dramatic silver wolf, an aristocratic eagle, and an overly eager merfolk prince is the ultimate test of middle management. Throw in a magical, multi-species baby boom, hostile corporate takeovers (read: bear and hyena attacks), and toddlers who can shapeshift, and Linnea must use every strategy in her arsenal to keep her feral family in line and her trading empire booming. It's not just a Beastworld romance; it's a masterclass in corporate governance! (I really enjoy creating this story. It's so much fun imagining so many chaotic characters in this beautiful family.- SellyDMelly)

Emriana travels to the Kingdom of Ekudal to sell her paintings but gets more than she bargained for when she catches the eyes of the triplets Princes of Ekudal known for being heartless cold-blooded murderers. But here's the catch, she doesn't realize who they are...

It was funny when I read other novels that portray people getting sucked out in a novel or an otome game. Until that happened to me. I wake up, groggy and feeling a bit heavy. My vision was yet to arrive when a sudden pain came from my stomach. And a child was born. From me. I don't know if I'll freak out and cry or just accept the fact that I died and was reborn. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- Hey guys, oh and girls!!! Thanks for taking a chance to read my book!! You won't regret it, I promise! Anyways, all names and places or even events are pure FICTION and any similarities about people or events are just coincidences. My English is not that good, but you can still understand it so please bear with my grammatical errors and spellings. Thank you!!!!!

Selfish, cruel, and manipulative, that's Eleanor Roséthorne. The Kingdom of Ashtor remembered her as the infamous villainess, who was consumed by jealousy, feared by nobles, and despised by people. She ruined lives, made enemies wherever she went, and clung desperately to a man who never even looked at her in return. Every villainess is destined for a tragic ending, and Eleanor's came in flames. The Crown Prince of Ashtor-her fiancé and the man she loved-was the one who ordered her execution. As the fire swallowed her, she believed everything was finally over, but, she was wrong. Because instead of dying, Eleanor opened her eyes one year before her downfall-carrying every painful memory of the life she had just lost. This time, she refuses to repeat the same mistake that destroyed her, she won't chase a man who never loved her, and she certainly won't become the villainess everyone expects her to be. This time, Eleanor Roséthorne is determined to prove that she is 𝗡𝗢 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗩𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦. ≿━━━━༺❀༻━━━━≾ Book Cover Illustrated by Mitoxicity Art Date Started: July 22, 2025 Status: On-going

With their hearts finally laid bare, Duchess Alaina Aisenburg and Duke Ezran step into a new chapter of their marriage-one no longer bound by duty alone, but by shared desire, trust, and growing affection. As their relationship deepens, Alaina's café continues to flourish, becoming a warm refuge within the capital where nobles and commoners alike gather over lovingly prepared meals. Through her food, Alaina builds connection, comfort, and quiet influence-proving once more that a single dish can mend more than hunger. Yet love, once found, does not come without cost. Tested by intrigue and danger, Alaina and Ezran must learn that love requires more than passion and promises. It will take unity, courage, and strength beyond the kitchen to protect what they hold dear. Volume 2 explores the richness of marriage after confession-where romance is no longer tentative, but fiercely claimed, and where even the warmest kitchens cannot fully shield the heart from the world beyond. ✨ An isekai fantasy adult romance where love simmers, passion deepens, and every victory is earned-together. [ WARNING! There will be a few chapters with graphic sex scenes. I will mark them as R-18 for those that want to skip. Otherwise, read at your own risk! ] NOTE: THIS IS BOOK 2 of "My Lady Chef" .

"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)