Shen Lian wakes up and finds himself in an ancient room.He finds out that he has transmigrated from the modern era to the ancient era okay what the actual fuck????.Combine that with the fact that he transmigrated into a freaking male concubine and that the stupid emperor hates him and how he constantly tries to go back home and you'll know how much he keeps cursing his stupid luck. Happy reading!!!!

"Where love stayed back" is a story of Raghav varma, an alpha born into a rich and traditional family and vihaan varma ,an orphaned omega with two children. What happens when their paths cross?

A Enigma Dragon and A human Alpha king love story. Alpha King Liang Huan left the palace in search of his missing son. But when he returned with the dragon's seed growing inside him. A Bound has created that no human has mated in centuries, Huan must fight to protect his throne, his family and his own heart from the beast that refuses to let him go. 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚: This story is for mature readers. It explores dark and complex dynamics.

Koa is sick of being an omega. The alphas in his pack treat his kind as objects solely for breeding and pleasure. He does everything to protect his son, Oliver, and prevent the little boy from becoming like the alphas he despises. But when the cruel Alpha Zacan discovers that he is Oliver's father, Koa knows he must flee. For Cyrus, the new Alpha of the Nightshade pack, it was just a mission. He never expected to find his mate, an omega with a child running from a dark past and even darker forces. But Cyrus's mate fears him, loathes him for being an alpha. How can Cyrus show Koa that he's different than the rest? [mature/sexual content] - for ages 18+

Waking up as an unwanted Empress was bad enough. Being married to a cold emperor who hates him? Worse. Good thing he's not weak anymore. ⚠️ Reader Preferences / Notes ⚠️ This story contains Transmigration and BL (Boys' Love) themes. If you are not comfortable with these genres, this story may not be for you. Please read at your own preference 💙 ⚠️ Copyright Notice ⚠️ This story is an original work written by me. Please do not copy, translate, repost, or adapt any part of this story without my permission. Any form of plagiarism will be reported. Thank you for respecting my work 💙

In 1800s Awadh, marriages were for honor - not love. Avantika became the wife of Virendra Thakur, a powerful zamindar, widower, and father of two, knowing her place was bound by duty. On their wedding night, he told her she would have the respect of his household... but nothing of his heart. Yet respect cannot quiet longing. In the candlelit halls of the haveli, every stolen glance, every brush of his hand, and every night spent under the same roof only deepened the ache between them. And in the stillness of those nights, where power and pride ruled the day, they fought a private war - of desire, restraint, and unspoken truths. **** Will Avantika melt the walls around his heart... or will she be consumed by her own yearning? When respect, pride, and forbidden passion collide - what will win? Most important... will she survive being The Thakurain?

A widowed father. A veiled princess. A marriage born out of duty-blossoming into destiny. Mrityunjay Rajvanshi is a man of silence and scars. A powerful CEO from Varanasi, he hides his pain behind discipline and devotion-especially for his little son, Karthik. When societal pressure pushes him to remarry, he agrees-for Karthik, not for love. Meera is a vision of grace-raised behind palace walls in Thrissur, trained in dance and silence. Behind her demure smile lies a royal lineage and a goddess-like power she's never had to unleash-until fate binds her to Mrityunjay. In a world where ancient bloodlines still whisper secrets and pride is a currency, Meera enters a hostile household with nothing but resilience and love. But when danger touches Karthik, she awakens as something far more than a wife-something divine. As their bond deepens and desire ignites behind closed doors, a shadow from the past rises. Sree, Meera's missing best friend, vanished without a trace... and holds a secret that could unravel everything. From the sacred temples of Kerala to the burning rain of Varanasi, this is a tale of love that begins in silence and ends in storm. A love story carved in fate, drenched in tradition, and touched by the gods.

In a kingdom where beauty and power dictate worth, Princess Evelyne has always been the forgotten one. Overshadowed by her radiant sisters, dismissed by her own family, and treated as nothing more than an afterthought, she has learned to live in the shadows-silent, invisible, and aching for something more. But when the feared and ruthless Dark King arrives to choose a bride, no one expects him to spare Evelyne a second glance. He is a man of legend-shrouded in mystery, draped in power, and said to have a heart as cold as the night itself. The court watches, breathless, as he surveys the dazzling princesses before him. And then, he chooses her. Whispers ripple through the halls. Shock turns to outrage. Why would the Dark King-a man who could have anyone-claim the overlooked, unwanted daughter? But as Evelyne is whisked away to his shadowed kingdom, she begins to uncover the truth. The Dark King sees what no one else ever has-her strength, her resilience, the fire beneath the quiet. And in his arms, beneath the weight of his intense gaze, Evelyne is no longer invisible. She is his. But as darkness looms and enemies gather, Evelyne must decide-will she forever remain the forgotten princess, or will she rise as the Dark Queen, feared and revered beside the man who saw her worth when no one else did? Rankings: #1 in Royalty #6 in Kingdom

Flashback to the 1950s. Veronica became pregnant by up-and-coming lawyer Paul. He did the right thing and married her. However, his plans weren't revolving around forever, and Veronica overheard him talking to his former? current? girlfriend. That's when Veronica started making her own plans.

ᵐᵘʳᵈᵉʳᵉʳ... ᵍᵃᵐᵇˡᵉʳ... ᵗʰⁱᵉᶠ... ˢᵉᵈᵘᶜᵗʳᵉˢˢ... ˡⁱᵃʳ... ___ In which a criminal on the death row slithers her way out of Ahichhatra's dungeons into politics, betrayals, alliances, family feuds, morality crises, and the heart of a guru's son. Unfortunately, Hastinapur has a way of ruining everything it touches, and she was no exception. Their story didn't start with love. It started with lies. With wounds. With a game no one was supposed to win. And a few millenia down the line, through the ache of memories and the weight of years, he stops to think, 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡? "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲." "𝐍𝐨. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝐭𝐨." She was just trying to survive He was just trying to rule Somehow they ended up inside each other 🫶 DISCLAIMER: this isn't meant to hurt anyone's religious sentiments in any way. everyone's beliefs deserve respect, and if u feel something is hurtful, lemme know.