Y/n was walking down the path way to her favourite cafe. It was noon and she was happy she lazily scroll down her phone while she suddenly bump into someone and that person tells her something in her ears .After that all she knows is she change into a baby and her thoughts sometimes was like that of a toddler " what the why is a sand in. my mouth oh I ate it! " " what the ,did I just pee !" " why is being toddler so hurt atleast let me keep my pride! " But not only that, the creature that she meet are all strange too the little mermaid boy " hear open your mouth baby "sigh"the baby doesn't like it should I kill the chef " the little necromancer " here have this diamonds, rings, money, gold what do you want does baby not like this type of thing " the little elf prince " human are idiot creature but this baby is something and I will keep it safe " You meet a different people in this world and when you grow up, their feelings grow up too The cover is not mine it's from google , credit goes to the creator 🔞don't read if you are not 18 or more

I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday. It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all. From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children. Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really. The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . . . . . because they're reserved for her. For readers: * I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! * Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. * Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. It takes a lot of courage to publish your work and for others to actively engage in a community. I'd like to keep this a safe and fun place to rage at imperfect heroes and cheer for darling heroines! * I'm not a spicy writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! * Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating. Happy reading, everyone! ADS/Imaginationgirl35

Hi, I'm Tessa. Or at least I 𝑤𝑎𝑠 Tessa. I was supposed to die peacefully-old age, dramatic last words, the whole deal. Instead, I got hit by Truck-kun. Yes. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 truck. Turns out my death was a 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑝𝑖𝑑 mistake, which Death admits to like it's a missed appointment. 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒. Now I'm stuck playing ping pong with a man with terrible fashion sense, armed with sarcasm, unfinished fanfiction regrets, and a universe that clearly didn't read the memo. At least the dudes are cute. This is the story of what happens when Death fucks up. I absolutely refuse to die a virgin this time. Dumblefuck can suck a dick. Oops! *𝑆𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠!* *𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒* 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 18.

I was reincarnated into the Young Master of the Alsar dukedom, the villain of the novel "Romance in the Time Passing". However, there was one problem. I had never read the novel, and the system that told me I must maintain the plotline wouldn't tell me anything! Without any knowledge of how to act as the villain, what the characters I had to bully looked like, or the basic norms of the world, I could only helplessly watch as the plotline veered further from its original.