(Book 1) UNEDITED This story is not mine. Just for offline reading. ------------------------- Extreme cold, extreme heat, earthquake, blizzard, rainstorm, flood, hail, heavy fog... Natural disasters followed one after another, animals and plants mutated one after another, and human beings survived in the cracks. Civilization is almost wiped out, and social order is gone. Shen Xun struggled to survive for four years in the apocalypse, and finally died tragically at the hands of his best relatives. Half a month before he was reborn and returned to the end of the world, Shen Xun sold the shares in the company left to him by his parents, took the 2 billion he got, and started hoarding supplies crazily. This time, she wants to stay away from her best relatives. Looking at the space full of supplies, Shen Xun felt full of security. The male protagonist appeared very late, and the relationship between the two was slow to heat up, and they joined forces in the later period. Mainly to survive natural disasters. The heroine is an occasional crazy critic. have pets.

[Mystical Livestream • Face-Slapping Karma • Satisfying Plot] Liang Anwan was an immortal on the brink of ascension, until a stray heavenly lightning bolt threw her into modern society, trapping her in the body of a disgraced fake heiress. Blacklisted by her company, drowned in online hate, and nearly broke, she assesses her new life calmly: "If that's the case, I'll just use my old skills." -- Soon, a strange livestream room appears on the Shark app. Netizens mock her at first- "It's 2025, who still believes in superstition?" -but their laughter dies quickly. "Master, you told me not to get married, turns out my boyfriend was cheating on me... with a man!" "Master, you predicted my father's bloody disaster. I rushed home and saved him, my whole family owes you our lives!" Her stream goes viral overnight. Haters become her most loyal fans. And then the Underworld arrives, asking her to serve as their official spokesperson. By day, she reads fortunes for humans. By night, she livestreams ghost-hunting and soul-guiding missions. Terrified spirits she sends downriver arrive in the Underworld only to discover- -hundreds of millions of ghosts are watching her livestream every night, including the Emperor of Fengdu himself, who signs in daily without fail. Later, the truth spreads: the Emperor is supporting his wife. The ghosts freeze in stunned silence... then quietly open her livestream, watching with trembling reverence as the Emperor's beloved wife appears on screen once more. --- Note: This story does contain romance, but it's very light and slow-burn. The focus is on metaphysical livestreaming, ghost-hunting, and supernatural missions. HE guaranteed. 💛

Lisa was an illegitimate child of a rich family and was arranged by her mother to take the place of her sister in marriage to a poor man in order to fulfil the marriage contract set by the previous generation, allowing the Mo family to get their hands on that substantial dowry. Her sister said. "How can I marry such a vagrant? You, on the other hand, are much more suitable!" Her father said. "Lisa, as long as you are willing to marry him on your sister's behalf, I'll give you a sum which you can use to pay for your mother's medical fees." Her stepmother said. "You're nothing but a mutt, and you should be grateful for being the second young lady of the Mo family. Know your place!" Just like that Lisa married a man she had never met before in her sister, Eunbi's place. He was poor and destitute and stayed in a dilapidated tiled house. It was said that he was a local gangster. On the night of their wedding, Lisa said, "You are my husband; you can do anything to me. He let her bathe inside an old bathroom with no lock and then pressed his body against hers. "It is late, let's go to bed?" Later on, her husband transformed and became a mysterious yet powerful rich person. Lisa screamed, "Impossible!" Soon, she found out that her husband was the same as her, marrying in place of another! This is the story of a wife and a husband marrying in place of someone else. .......... Disclaimer : this is not my work please nor I am the translator, so do give the credits to the origina author and the translator . DO NOT VOTE

Jiang Qingyao wakes up one day to find herself transmigrated as the legitimate daughter of the magistrate of Fuyang County. As his daughter grows more and more beautiful with each passing day, suitors come knocking nonstop, leaving the county magistrate troubled. It turns out that his superior has hinted that the girl should be sent into the palace. Unwilling to let her waste her youth in palace intrigues, the magistrate thinks hard and hastily settles her engagement with the scholarly boy next door. After all, he watched the child grow up. His character is decent, and it is far better than being locked away in the palace. After marriage, Shen Guan is attentive in every way. Except for one strange obsession: everything must come in pairs. Not only that, he insists on constantly clinging to and holding her close. Fortunately, Shen Guan still has to study for the imperial exams. Qingyao often uses this as an excuse to make him spend more time in the study and less time in the bedroom, leaving her free to lounge around and sleep in until late morning. But sometimes, before he goes off to the academy: "I want the osmanthus cake from the end of East Street," she says. The young man lowers his eyes, answering softly, "Alright." Her eyes gleam with mischief. "And also the crispy roast duck from West Street, the wontons from South Street, and the-" Shen Guan frowns. "Jiang. Qing. Yao." His handsome brows clearly disapprove. She protests pitifully, "But you promised me last night." Last night... Indeed, he had been rather rough with her. A flush creeps up the back of his ears. At last, he relents. "Fine. I'll bring them back for you tonight." - Until one day, Jiang Qingyao stumbles upon a thick stack of letters she once wrote to her cousin, a broken kite from when she was ten, even a small piece of clothing she had lost long ago-hidden away in Shen Guan's study. Qingyao falls silent. Uh... is my husband a yandere?

Su Xi transmigrated into the body of the infamous Eldest Princess: ruthless, cruel, feared, and reviled by all. Lu Jing'an, the empire's youngest Prime Minister, was known for his cold and brilliant, a master of schemes, has no interest in women. Yet fate forces him to marry the Eldest Princess. On their wedding night, she first saw him kneeling on the ground, dressed in a torn wedding robe. Even in such humiliation, his posture remained straight, proud and elegance. Handsome yet guarded, he is a man who trusts no one. To avoid suspicion, she raises her whip again, only to accidentally shatter an oil lamp and set her skirt aflame. With one elegant kick, he extinguishes the fire, his voice like ice over water: "Your Highness, best to hold the whip firmly." __ Lu Jing'an thought his fate would be nothing but plots and revenge. He hated the princess, not only for her cruelty, for the shame she had once brought him. But from the wedding night onward, the world shifted. When she forced medicine down his throat, he gripped her wrist and sneered: "If Your Highness wants to kill your husband, you don't need to bother with such tricks." Yet it was medicine for his chronic stomach pain. On a snowy night, he collapsed drunk by a stone table. Clutching her sleeve in desperation, whispered in despair: "Your Highness... what is it you truly want from me?" She wanted nothing except to warm him. But when her gaze drifts to another, the man famed for his composure is driven to madness. He seizes her hand, pressing it to an old scar, eyes burning red even as his voice cut sharp and desperate: "This ruined body... is it worth even a piece of Your Highness's heart?" Then pride collapses. He kneels before her, tears in his eyes, his voice trembling: "Your Highness... please look at me. please?" The master strategist, once unyielding and proud, laid down his last defense, choosing to become, willingly, the most obedient piece in her hands.

Yun Ling was a humble little palace maid. She had a secret: she knew that the Sixth Prince, currently confined to the Cold Palace, was destined to be the future Crown Prince. To avoid misfortune, she volunteered to take care of him in the Cold Palace. The Sixth Prince, Xie Jue, was cruel, ruthless, and possessed a violent temper. He was suspicious and guarded towards her, constantly mocking and threatening her. But no matter how he treated her, she remained by his side, diligently serving him without complaint. "What do you want?" he asked coldly. Yun Ling gently coaxed, "I only wish for Your Highness's well-being. Your Highness's wishes are also my wishes." Xie Jue scoffed, "A lowly person, using sweet words to deceive." Yun Ling didn't mind and continued to care for him with utmost devotion and consideration. When he ascended to the East Palace, becoming the heir apparent, second only to the Emperor, she used his influence to escape her own misfortune and seek revenge. Then, she vanished without a trace in a blaze of fire. - Zezhou, thousands of miles away from the capital. Yun Ling worked as a female tutor, teaching court etiquette to the daughter of a minor official. Hearing that a carefree Prince had arrived from the capital, she feared being recognized and wrote a letter to resign. But she was informed that the Prince was merely passing through and had already left, and she was asked to continue teaching. A young servant led Yun Ling to the courtyard. As she pushed open the door, a blizzard swept in, covering the standing man with a blanket of silver. His face was cold and stern, radiating an aura of frost. He approached her step by step, "For three whole years, I've finally found you." "I'll make you my Crown Princess. Don't run away again, or I really will strangle you." __ Her sweet words were all to coax him; once you start coaxing, you must continue. ML:mad-dog temper, hopelessly in love, unhinged. FL: resilient, and strategic.

There are always some unfilial sons in the world, ungrateful brats who treat their mothers' love like dirt. Heaven has finally had enough. To teach them a lesson, a demon cultivator is sent down to play their "mother." From that day on, every unfilial son begins to tremble. Their days of comfort and arrogance are officially over. --- World One: The Disdained Mother of the 1970s • Her son thinks she's uneducated, her daughter-in-law eyes her savings, until she slaps them twice and teaches them what "respect" really means. --- World Two: The CEO's Annoying Mother • She offers five million for the girlfriend to leave. The girl refuses, her son calls her cold-blooded. So she cashes the check, rewrites it into her will, and kicks him out instead. --- World Three: The "Drag" Mother • He says she's holding him back. So she breaks his leg. Now he finally understands the meaning of "drag." --- World Four: The Abandoned Marchioness • They tell her to accept her husband's concubine. She accepts, by divorcing him and taking the family fortune with her. --- World Five: The Ruthless Empress Dowager • Her son says she's not gentle enough. Fine. She gives the throne to someone else and watches his world crumble. --- World Six: The Variety Show Mother-in-law • Her son and daughter-in-law use her for clout. She exposes their hypocrisy live and becomes a beloved national star. --- World Seven: The Fortune-Telling Demon Mom (Livestream Edition) World Eight: The Exploited Stepmother of Ancient Times ---- Watch as one demon cultivator redefines motherhood, one unfilial son at a time.

Qi Cunxin was only a fire-tending maid in the Eastern Ling residence. Day after day, she crouched by the smoky stove, her face and hands covered in ash. Life was dull, money was always tight, and the little copper coins she earned never seemed enough. To survive, she secretly worked outside, washing clothes for courtesans at the pleasure house. It was exhausting work, but it gave her a few extra coins to hide away. Then one day, her life changed. In the back courtyard of the flower house, she saw him. A beautiful young man locked in an iron cage. His face was pale, his breath weak, his life hanging by a thread. The madam who had bought him already despised him, calling him useless and a waste of money. Qi Cunxin was sitting on a stool, scrubbing clothes. When she lifted her head, her eyes met his. His gaze was so bright and beautiful that she forgot to breathe. That day, she emptied the little silver she had saved for so long. She bought him, and carried him back to the residence. From then on, he became hers. He was quiet, gentle, always following her like a shadow. He smiled sweetly, clung to her with every step, and looked at her as though she was his entire world. More than that, he was impossibly handsome. Qi Cunxin swore that one day, when she was free, she would marry him. But she never guessed the truth. Xie Miao once thought the most exciting thing in life was watching people's final struggles before death, or stepping on them with power. Until he met her. For the first time, he wanted to pretend: to act pure and flawless, like snow in spring or willows in the wind. At first, it was just a game: to toy with her innocent heart. Yet in the end, the one who was captured... was him. --- ML: Cold and ruthless in public, but in private a spoiled, clingy and obedient. (Obsessed and possessive) FL: Kind and adorable.

"What?!?!" Seeing nothing in her view, she then opened her eyes that had a blindfold covering around her eyes. Seeing colors appear before her as she saw blue in her view, then feeling sadness from above which made her heart ache. 'Is this... another sense... for my eyes.' Thinking about it, she did not know if any of this was real or not. "Ning'er! Your awake!" Hearing a woman say, she was hugged by the woman when she could not see who they were. "My silly daughter! Why did you jump into that pond?!" Hearing the woman crying, she had no idea who this was. 'W-Where did I end up at?!' Not knowing where she had gone, her mind ran with thoughts since the last thing she could recall was the sound of the bus that she took crashing. *** Time skip... "Are you really fine with a blind woman like me as your wife?" Lin Ning asked the man who had propsosed to her. "How many times have I told you." Wrapping the woman with his single arm, he sealed her lips with his. "Do not ever call yourself a blind woman. You are the woman that I chose out of all of them." "But..." "Do you regret falling in love with this cripple man?" Cutting her off, he did not allow her to finish. *Original Work - Please do not repost or take my work as this is story is not for profit.*

Yan Lan woke up to find herself trapped in a brutal Highway Survival Game. Game Rules: 1. The highway is filled with disasters. 2. Every player starts with a random vehicle-supplies can only be gathered from treasure chests and supply stations. 3. Vehicles can be upgraded. The higher the level, the better your chance to survive. 4. Dungeon quests are assigned at random-beware of your teammates. 5. A disaster strikes every 15 days. Prepare well. (Novice protection: 3 days.) ------- Resources are scarce. Survival is cruel. Armed with nothing but a pushcart, Yan Lan begins her journey. Step by step, she gathers supplies with her own hands, upgrades her humble cart, and carves out a place of safety in the ruthless apocalypse.