Her busy life soon comes to the end once she enters a small bookstore and finds her all-time favorite book. On the night she purchase the book, she paper cut herself and had transmitted into the book, however, she's not the female lead but the rival of the female lead also known as the evil b***h in the story that will be beheaded... Will she be able to survive without changing the story? ---------------------------- This is not my artwork. The credit goes to the creator.

Zhia Xiang received the opportunity to transmigrate in different words to help wishes become true. She gets the advantage of the writer skill and becomes an invincible transmigrator that will succed in all her tasks.

"She's beautiful..." "Too bold. Look how she carries herself." "Not a shred of fear." "Another girl for His Majesty to forget in a month." Born as the daughter of a disgraced general, Fei Zhenrou was raised in secret after her father was executed for treason. When a mysterious decree from the Emperor brings her into the palace as a low-ranking concubine, no one expects her to survive more than a few months in the silken trap of the Inner Court. But Zhenrou is not what she seems. Behind her gentle façade hides a woman trained in espionage, warcraft, seduction, and survival. As she navigates assassinations, political schemes, and romantic entanglements, she must use all of her identities-warrior, courtesan, scholar, and spy-to rise through the ranks and uncover the truth behind her father's betrayal. And perhaps, to seduce the cold-hearted Emperor who holds both her fate-and his heart-in his hands.

Genre: Romance · Historical · Transmigration When Lin Zhixiu opened her eyes, she found herself standing in the middle of a muddy village road, dressed in patched-up linen and surrounded by wide-eyed strangers. She had transmigrated - into the body of a notorious green tea biaozi (绿茶婊子) of the 1970s. Sweet on the outside, venomous inside - this body was known for faking innocence, seducing men, and stealing the original heroine's happy ending. And in this era of revolution, labor, and scarcity, being too pretty could be fatal. Lin Zhixiu's only goal was survival. But when she laid eyes on Jiang Wancheng (江万成) - the cold, hard-bodied male lead with a soldier's spine and a farmer's hands - she knew her path wouldn't be clean. "Comrade Jiang, my ankle hurts... Can you carry me?" The original heroine, Song Yao (宋瑶), was beloved, kind, and strong - everything Lin Zhixiu wasn't. In a world where love could get you labeled a capitalist degenerate, Lin Zhixiu used smiles like knives and tears like traps. But she didn't expect her own heart to betray her. One kiss. One man. One mistake. "I just wanted to play the game. Who told him to take it seriously?"

Qin Chuan never expected his marriage to fall apart because of his mother-in-law's birthday. After preparing a lavish dinner, his wife, Lin Xueyan, took their daughter and mother to a private room set up by her "white moonlight"-an old flame. Left alone at home, Qin Chuan chose not to endure the betrayal. He filed for divorce, leaving everything behind to return to his biological family. His departure shocked everyone. People, including Lin Xueyan, assumed Qin Chuan would go crazy without his family. She even bet with her friends that he would return within 24 hours. But to everyone's surprise, Qin Chuan didn't return. Instead, he revealed a different side of himself-he was the true heir to the renowned Jade Family, a prestigious family he was unaware of until now. After years of being dismissed as "just a husband," Qin Chuan found himself at the top of a powerful family, respected and loved. As time passed, Lin Xueyan grew increasingly anxious. The man she had controlled and belittled no longer came running back. Instead, she found herself watching as Qin Chuan developed a deep bond with his biological daughter, whom she had always treated as an afterthought. This was something she couldn't accept. Unable to hold back, Lin Xueyan visited Qin Chuan with their daughter, only to find that he had fully embraced his new life. No longer the man she had known, Qin Chuan was now the heir of the Jade Family, living a life of power and influence. Meanwhile

There are three treasures in the imperial city: Me, my husband and my mother-in-law. Su Guifei¹ was favored and envied by countless imperial consorts in the harem. Chen Wang² grew up with His Majesty showing favoritism to him. However, anyone, who was more or less educated, would sigh with regret and say that this pair of mother and son were sure to come to a bad end in the future. Ming Jiuzhu, who was about to marry Chen Wang: Really? I don't believe it. Chen Wang in Jiuzhu's eyes: a beautiful and kindhearted little fairy boy vs. Chen Wang in the eyes of others: His Majesty and his favored consort's hedonistic son. Jiuzhu often wondered why people always gazed at her and Chen Wang with a 'you are doomed one way or another' look. Could this be the ugly side of jealousy? Aiyah, the hearts of these people are so dirty. ----- ¹ Guifei - Noble Consort ² Wang - Title given to adult sons of the Emperor. For Offline Reading Purposes Only

One of the earliest examples of a woman coming in power that could rival an emperor's authority is Empress Natsume Takahiro, her maiden name. The wife of the first emperor in Sang who established the Ryuu Empire. Her greed for power could surpassed a man's ambition. Born in 975 during the Warring States period. Historians called her 'The sparks of war'. It is said that she was even above the heavenly emperor who united Sang, for she can bend him to her own will, wrapped around her little finger, and would listen to her every word. But there must be a price, an exchange for a great fate to reach, something that has a great value must be lost.

"My sword is one inch away from slicing your neck. My victory is one inch away, yet why can't I do it, Althea? What kind of spell have you cast on me to have me thinking about you all day?!" ----------- Byeol meets a tragic death at age nineteen, but instead of passing on to the afterlife, she finds herself reincarnated into a novel she read in her past life. Now living as Althea Asten, the villainess, who is also bound to lose her life at age nineteen, she realizes that if she doesn't do something to change her future, she will die at a young age in this life too! Now fully motivated and confident, she is ready to rewrite this story until she can escape this empire. Aias Solace. The male lead in the original novel is ruthless and cold at heart. There's one person he hates more than his emperor father, Althea Asten. She who has been blessed by the goddess, is seen as a threat to the throne by him. He shall do anything in his power to make sure Althea falls from her power, taking the temple down with her. His plan is perfect - all he has to do is execute it. What happens, though, when he realizes Althea is acting... strange? Like she's not exactly... Althea. - First book in the echoes of life and death series - [A/N] All art belongs to their respective owners. None of the art (in the cover, in the headers etc) is mine, only the storyline. -Detailed murder scenes -mature language

After a fatal accident in the modern world, she finds herself reincarnated into another body, forced to live with the hatred of the original sins of this villain. Trapped in a life already halfway written, she must survive the consequences of this Villainess's past mistakes while trying to change the outcome of a story that wants her dead. Can a heart stained with another's sins be redeemed?

Rachel, a tomboy whose hobby is experimenting with magic. Ethan, a childhood friend of Rachel is the subject of her experimentation. After drinking a suspicious potion which Rachel gifted him, Ethan fell asleep and woke up with an ominous energy. 'Who's next to me?' With her silky ultramarine hair scattered everywhere, The woman who was deeply asleep, smelled of fragrant flowers. "...... Rachel?" Like his lost pupils, his voice scattered and trembled in the air. With her white shoulders exposed, she said with a small breath. "...... darling?" Ethan's face, which was like a stone wall, fell to pieces in an instant. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not my story