Feared in boardrooms and hated in silence, 26-year-old CEO Evelyn Vireaux built an empire with an iron will and a cruel tongue. But no amount of power or wealth could stop the truth-she was dying. Terminal illness claimed her body, but not her soul. When Evelyn opens her eyes again, it's not in a hospital bed-but in a different world, inside the body of Selene Astera, the frail and neglected daughter of Duke Astera. Mocked by servants, scorned by her siblings, and invisible to society, Selene was as powerless as Evelyn had once been ruthless. Now reborn in a world of nobility and magic, the soul of a cold-blooded CEO simmers beneath Selene's soft smile. They wanted a weak girl to ignore. They'll get a villainess they'll never forget.

AU: Red String of Fate connects you to your soulmate. A red thread connects those destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may tangle and stretch but will never be broken. Harry found himself in the graveyard after he and Cedric grabbed trophy in the Maze, being forced to assist in a ritual to bring Voldemort, his supposed enemy, back to life. But there was one issue: the soulmate thread around his ring finger was saying that the revived Dark Lord was his soulmate. Top Rankings: #1 in Tomarry 4/20/19 #1 in Harrymort 4/2/19

In the year 1351.Zhao Yunlan is a bodyguard to King Wangji of the Lan Dynasty. His 29 year old and has no regret in life..no ambition for women and money..and his hobby is sleeping. He gave up everything to be an unflinching warrior. he's not afraid of death.he's a brave General of the chosen warriors that loyal to the King..He's a warrior who attack everything head on ..if he succeed ; great if he fail and dies so be it until he meet Dr.Shen wei...the Doctor that he kidnapped to save their Male Queen Weiying whose badly injured because of the assassins. #english is not my first language so bear with me.. # its a BL a gain. # I borrow the characters of the GUARDIANS and UNTAMED lovely couples ..wish me luck on this fanfic.. # hope you like it!! #pictures are not mine...credits on the one who made it very thankyou..

Liang MengYao was suddenly transferred into another world not as anyone but himself. not having any information about this new ancient world Liang MengYao can't help but be puzzled where are the women why all men. turns out this is a no women world as if it wasn't bad enough that he is clueless about this world all of a sudden he was forced to marry the village must unwanted She-Male Hong JiaYi. the villagers who thought they had given Hong JiaYi the worse curse possible turns out to be a hidden blessing since the great Liang MengYao was a Jack of all trades what lies ahead for the two.

A story of a boy who was lucky enough to save a girls life but not his own... He is transmigrated into an ancient world as the son of the man loathed by the emperor. Will the emperor be the harbinger of torture and anguish or something more...something unexpected? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is an original story. Any pictures that I upload are from sources like google and pinterest and I do not own them.

You die once it's normal you get reborn but get killed in maximum three times that's bad luck you get reborn again you plot to have a peaceful life while leisurely taking revenge just to have a single person ruins your flow!! Qian Tao: This is not how it's supposed to go ok leave me alone!!!! Emperor: Tao~ come here my dear~~lets make some plums!!! Qian Tao : what's wrong with you!! Emperor : Nothing I'm just in love with my lovely Tao Tao~~now give me a kiss(~￣³￣)~ Yep the third life is definitely the worst!!!!! This is an original story also my first bl story I hope you all like it.

When news spreads like wild fire that the new emperor, Tai Xiang. Is in search of an empress, Yu Zhen's whole family goes berserk with joy because of this 'wonderful' news, he is then summoned and is told that he and his sister, Yu Fen, will be sent to the Kingdom of Ling to 'compete' against others for the title of empress. His sister is displeased with the decision and decides to make an arrangement with her parents, this arrangement came about when Yu Fen said, "the idea of bringing a male to compete for the title of empress would embarrass and bring shame to the emperor!", so she requested that her bastard brother, as she loves to call him, dresses up as a female and must introduce himself as such. They had their suspicions on the idea, what would happen if he got caught? Sure enough they schemed up a plan, if he was found out they would say he was power hungry and was driven to obtain the benefits of being the empress and so they agree to these terms. When the two siblings arrive at the kingdom, jealousy begins to spark in and amongst the 'competitors' as the emperor becomes a little too friendly and interested in Yu Zhen, What will the 'competitors' do? And what will the emperor do when he finds out his gorgeous empress to be, is actually a male in disguise? Dark secrets will be exposed and liars will be punished, but will they have their happy ending, or will everything fade into a dark and bleak future? _________________________________________________________________________________ Please note that the artworks used in this story does not belong to me, all the credit goes to the original artists. But this story is in fact mine and it is my original work, also that I'm an amateur writer, so be prepared for anything... Also note that copyright laws apply, so please don't repost or claim this story as yours as I have not given anyone permission to use or do anything with my story. Started - 23rd of April Finish - ???

Ah Lian a beautiful and elegant man who dies a miserable death . After his death a system bonds with him. The system came a shock to him so was his sudden death. {System} Host you must complete your role as a cannon fodder in this world and refusing will lead to your death {Ah Lian} what!? I'm sorry about the description it's because I had no idea what to write to describe my story. Also I hope you enjoy my first BL novel. I'm not Chinese so they might be mistakes in writing this novel like other Chinese BL novels

Every dragon has a reverse sale. They dislike anyone touching this reverse scale. Although the dragons are normally peaceful creatures, if anyone dreamed of touching their reverse scale that they are possessive and overprotective of, the dragon is angered and kills the person immediately. "So I'm his reverse scale? Yes baby!" [Which means host's hubby has stamina to that of a dragon.] "Fuck no, my waist and arse are off limits!" Husband: Wifey, come and sleep with hubby~ Wife: Buzz off and sleep on your own! .•.•.•. Mature chapters are titled with ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) as a warning and they won't happen in the first arc because I want my MC to learn he must immediately be with ML in future worlds after losing him in previous worlds. Fantastic cover by silentscarlettt

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.