He was pretty sure he transmigrated into a fanfic of [The Lovely Princess] - after all, he would've remembered if Princess Athanasia had a younger twin who died. // A retelling of WMMAP with a vital difference - Athanasia has a younger twin brother... or at least, that's how it should've been. Cross-posted on AO3 under the same name and Tumblr.

An 18 year old student who almost got his college degree but died due to a car crash accident. On the verge of his death, suddenly a bright light flashed before him. As he woke up, he became the terminally ill son of the baron who was an extra character in a romance novel that he once read, after chapters later died because of his uncurable condition, how will he survive and surpass his fate? [!!! TAKE NOTE, THE ART FOR THE COVER IS NOT MINE, SO CRDTS TO THE ARTIST BEHIND IT !!!]

Mallory, who had lived a life full of regrets, had always desired to live more abundantly. She was envious of the freedom and joy that others seemed to have, as her own choices always led her astray. Upon her death, Mallory was reborn into a novel that she dearly loved, The Lovely Princess. Perhaps this time, fate would provide her with the happiness and fulfillment that eluded her in her previous life. Though, the future remained uncertain, this second chance gave her anticipation of the life she could "build" and the life she could "save" in this new world. 🎀WMMAP CLAUDE x OC🎀 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡୧⍤⃝💐

I was transmigrated into a strange world. After cleaning my house, my asthma suddenly attacked me, and I died while reaching out for my nebulizer. I died, but don't worry, I was reborn in a very healthy body in a very weird world. If I am not wrong, a fujoshi call this world 'Omegaverse'. Fortunately, I did not become an Omega or an Alpha. Congratulate me because I'm a Beta with a very very healthy body! However, when I transmigrate into this body, I suddenly obtained a certain skill that can be both very useful or useless to me, it is called [Conceal]. This skill is used not to conceal my face or anything, I was also confused at first, but when I met an Omega suffering his 'Estrus', I finally understand my skill. [Conceal] is a skill that can hide the smell of an Omega's pheromones from other people, especially from Alphas, it works as long as I am near to an Omega who is suffering in the heat of their 'Estrus'.

f4 x oc This is the story of the semi-perfect Liliana Nakamura, the independent Gorya, and the four idiots that went by the name F4. inspired by the song "Paradise" by Coldplay --- COMPLETED highest rankings: f4 thailand #1 boys over flowers #1 f4 #1 meteor garden #1 gmmtv #1 thyme #1 ren #1 nani #1 lalita #1 gorya #1 dew #1 mj #1 hana #1 genovese #1 win #2 lita #2

Y/n L/n, a promising CEO of a famous company who spent her whole life helping others and committing numerous good deeds, was like the epitome of justice to the poor and middle class . Unfortunately, her life ended at just the young age of 29. However, due to her good deeds, she was given a new chance. A chance once more at life in a world based on a drama called "Strong girl Gang Nam Soon." She became a transmigator at the cost of saving the villain, Ryu Sioh, whose death seemed to have done him injustice. Y/n only wanted to save him, and they soon became friends. Friends who were willing to help each other in need, through difficult times. But what if gradually their relationship became something more? What if Ryu Sioh instead of namsoon catches feelings for someone else? Someone like you. Would he be willing to escape the clutches of the Russian mafia, Pavel, for the sake of Y/n? Y/n: " Sioh?" Ryu Sioh: "I am willing to be yours, so would you be mine? " "You have become irreplaceable in my heart, Y/n." "You became my last string of sanity."

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"

'Every boy is a player, Until... He meets his true one' ... "Come on Inaya! You just have to pretend" he whines trying his best to convince the girl. "Pretending also comes under the category of lying" he rolls his eyes till the back of his head if possible hearing her uttering truth. "It does? Well, One pretty girl and One pretty boy with One pretty lie sounds fair to me" he grins proudly and the poor girl looks so done by her cousins behaviour. "Wait...pretty boy sounds gay, I am Handsome so lets change that sentence-he worries about something which is not at all important but convinces the girl to be his crime partner not knowing where this will take them. Two dumb souls tied into a mature stage of life because of their own deed by uttering a pretty simple lie.