There's an Author, Yavira Chiu, who's into writing tragic tales. One day, she's strolling down the street, minding her own business, when bam! She gets hit by a truck. Next thing she knows, she's not Yavira anymore-she's some random maid. "Ugh, why a maid? This story is so ungrateful. If I didn't pen it down, it wouldn't even exist," she grumbles, clearly not thrilled with her newfound role. Yavira's got quite the attitude, let me tell you. But hey, let's see if she can hack it in her own tragic narrative. "What's the name of this maid again? No, wait, my name, rather," she mutters, eyeing herself in the mirror while sporting a plain ol' nightgown-not exactly haute couture. "Miyahani," she whispers, rubbing her temples. "The name's not winning any beauty contests, but at least the girl's got a face," she remarks, somewhat begrudgingly. "Now, let's see. I can actually watch my own story unfold live. Pretty cool, right? Though, I'm dead, so it's kind of a toss-up," she says, sounding a tad bored. Still, she's excited to see her favorite characters in action, even if this story is playing out like a Greek tragedy. So, will Yavira manage to navigate her own narrative? Guess we'll find out. (This is my own work) I update everyday (I do not own any pictures of it, crdts) (🔞Warning: This story is not for the faint-hearted or those allergic to raw, unfiltered adult content. Prepare yourself for a journey into the depths of maturity where delicate sensibilities come to wither and die. Viewer discretion is advised, unless you enjoy your innocence being brutally maimed by words.🔞)

Yes, I'm a bitch A Mistress, So what? And what's this story about? Just read the title.

I died. Came back. Now I'm living in a soap opera-and no, I don't get a script. Transmigrated as the older twin in a wildly rich, wildly dramatic family, I'm surrounded by love triangles, overprotective parents, and the kind of chaos that would give reality TV execs a stroke. My sister's perfect. I'm... not. And while she collects admirers, I collect emotional damage-and maybe one terrifyingly attractive, possibly robotic boyfriend who understands me a little too well. There are secret pasts. Public scandals. Too much glitter. This isn't a romance. It's survival. And I'm done playing the sidekick.

Elena Valdez was an award-winning chef and a successful food entrepreneur. She had everything; a loving family, good friends and a food empire. Her life was perfect. Until an untimely death landed her not in the gates of heaven but into the body of another person who calls herself Alaina, the Duchess of Aisenburg. That's right. She was reincarnated in La Vita, another world different from Earth and trapped in a life that was new to her. In a realm that actually has monsters, magicks, and mana sprites; she now has another chance at a second life. Can she use her chef skills from her past life to turn things around? Join her as she faces defiant servants, the noble born ladies of high society, deadly enemies and winning the heart of her husband, the intimidating Duke of Aisenburg all while thinking of the next best dish to cook! An "isekai" style fantasy adult romance with a delicious twist! [ 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 VOLUME 1 of "My Lady Chef" .

Daisy gets transmigrated into the novel which she read before her accident. She is transmigrated as the cannon fodder who dies in the mental hospital after her parents death. After coming into the novel the first thing Daisy promised to herself was to make sure to stay away from the male lead at any cost. But can she? This is my own book. Highest ranking: #1 in anotherworld #1 in strongfl #2 in comedy #1 in cannonfodder #1 in billionaire #1 in reborn #1 In dreamworld #1 in transmigration #1 in business #1 in strongfemalelead

[Completed] Eleanor Blake was just an ordinary college student with an extraordinary obsession: dark romance novels, especially the twisted R18+ mafia tale Kingdom of Ash and Sin. But after a freak accident, she finds herself thrust into the blood-soaked pages of her favourite book, waking up not as a spectator... but as Elaine De Silva, the villainess doomed to die in 2 weeks! Armed with nothing but her fangirl knowledge and stubborn determination, Eleanor is set on one goal: survive. Rewrite the story. Live. Easy, right? Wrong. Because her new fiancé, the dangerously magnetic mafia don Luca Moretti, isn't playing by the book. He's darker, deadlier, and far more obsessed with her than the original plot ever hinted at. "Elaine, you're mine. I'll kill anyone who tries to take you from me." Wait... what? You were supposed to kill me, not fall in love! When did the story change? Now, caught in a world of betrayal, bullets, and brooding men in suits, Eleanor must outsmart the plot she thought she knew. Because if she wants to survive this story... She'll have to rewrite the ending herself. __________________________________ Book #1 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in villainess (18/07/25) #1 in brokenengagement (20/07/25) #1 in reincarnation (21/07/25) #1 in transmigration (01/08/25) #4 in rebirth (28/07/25) #6 in humor (30/07/25) #1 in yandere (01/08/25) #1 in possessive (03/08/25) #1 in secondchance (02/08/25) #1 in strongfemalelead (02/08/25) #1 in obsession (07/08/25) #2 in mafia (08/08/25) #1 in aristocracy (17/08/25)

My name is Calla Lind. Ever since my reawakening, I have live my life the way I wanted. I was able to be Calla, meet people as Calla, and have people see me as Calla. I had thought to let go of the past and be free of it. Now I know, letting go also means moving on. This is a continuation of the CALLA. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: BOOK 2 contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

My name is Calla Lind. For 20 years, I have lived within the shadow of my beautiful older sister - chasing and holding onto an illusion of love. A love that will never belong to me... Now with this second chance of life, I won't chase after illusion. I won't rely on someone else for happiness. I will do what I want, enjoy what I do, and learn to let go. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

They killed the villain in the end... but what if the villain gets another chance to play the game? I was just a regular college girl - stressed, heartbroken, and constantly binge-watching fantasy dramas to escape reality. But after one freak accident, I woke up inside my favorite novela... as Celestine Ravena, the most hated villainess in the empire! Everyone expects me to be cruel, cold, and doomed to die again. But if I'm stuck in this world, I might as well rewrite the ending. This time, I won't die a villain. I'll live like a queen.

Liliana died by crossing the road while playing an otome game. When she opened her eyes to her utter sorrow she was transmigrated as the pitiful side-kick of the same otome game. And this side-kick had pitiful death. How could she a proud genius accept this fate? So she decided to change the story and become an innocent bystander. But everything didn't go as she planned after meeting a certain ultimate boss who is bent on sticking with her thick and through. ◼The cover picture is made by me◼ [[ I am quite ashamed about this story, Alert: Super Cringy and full of plot holes :) Just for guilty pleasure...........I never thought this one would get so many views!]]