After transmigrating into a historical novel, Wen Mian expected at least a decent role. Instead, she became a low-ranking palace maid. Other maids read their masters' expressions and survive through clever schemes. Wen Mian, however, only stares back blankly. [Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything.] Fine. If she couldn't play palace politics, she would simply endure her years of service and leave the palace at twenty-five. That was the plan. Until the emperor suddenly chose her to be his personal maid. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. On her very first day, Wen Mian had already begun composing the epitaph on her future grave. *** Emperor Zhaoyan has a secret. Since ascending the throne, he has been able to hear the thoughts of everyone around him. Ministers plotting rebellion. Consorts smiling while hiding daggers. Endless schemes echo through his mind every day, making the Forbidden City colder than ever. During a harem interrogation, he prepares to expose the guilty- Until a different voice suddenly appears in his mind. [Why are you still looking at me? Never mind... I'm hungry.] [I want red bean milk rolls... roast duck... roast goose...] Emperor Zhaoyan: ... In the cold palace, this one girl's chaotic thoughts become the only warmth he hears. And this time, he refuses to let her go. *** (Mini Theater) Wen Mian expressionlessly pulls her hand out from beneath the apricot-yellow silk quilt. Her hand is... wet. Emperor Zhaoyan's voice turns hoarse. "Since things have come this far, you belong to me now. You cannot leave the palace. My beloved, stay here with me. I will never mistreat you." Wen Mian glares at him. "Your Majesty... are you trying to steal someone's future wife?"

Zhang Zimo was an orphan. His life was hard, but he later grew up to be a successful author. Then, one day he died. After waking up, he found himself in ancient Chinese society, living as an abused man about to be married off to a comatose husband. Zimo: Husband you're so handsome, when will you wake up? Husband: ... Zimo: OUCH* Husband today I angered father-in-law out in the garden... the breeze at that time felt so good, it was just right for a beautiful spring day. Husband: ... Twitch* Zimo: cry* Husband: How dare you hurt my wife. BANG! ......................."................... From the Author: I've never written anything before, but I was compelled to do so after reading hundreds of novels myself.😖 The beginning is a little depressing, but I promise once the ML wakes up (after chapter 10) things become a lot fluffier and the main character opens up and doesn't act as "stupid" as many readers have pointed out. If you don't like reading the depressing stuff skip to chapter 10. I hope you like it .😮‍💨

This story is a slower paced Slice of Life BL. Sora Watanabe was a normal guy who after a rough childhood finally could live in peace. Until one day he was taken to a new world. Where most would be ecstatic at the chance to be hero's using magic and fighting monster Sora was pissed. King: Save our... MC: No! I'm not some idiot with Stockholm's syndrome, find some other idiot. King: But the fate of our world depends on... MC: Let it be destroyed. It isn't my world. King: But you were sent here to save us? MC: Sent? I was abducted, get your facts straight and apologize. King: Sorry? MC: Good. Now Give me a field, I'm going to be a farmer. ??? ML: Sweetheart, wait! I'm coming, with you. New title: Who wants to a Hero? I just want to farm in peace with my knight AKA: Stop Following Me! Let me Farm in Peace 

After dying while cursing the author of a novel because he killed his idol just because he was a villian and because of main character halo. Then he transmigrated into the same novel he was cursing. He decided to save his idol but there was a twist .........

The night everything changed, it was raining. At eighteen, she arrived home clutching a miracle-her debut manuscript, But the celebration died in her throat. In the backyard, under a weeping sky, her father was digging. The hole was long, narrow, and deep. A grave. For her. Nandini ran. She scrambled over the fence, her leg catching on jagged metal. Blood-bright, hot-sprayed across the mud, soaking the pages of the manuscript she dropped in her terror. She vanished into the darkness, leaving her heart's work to be buried in the very earth intended for her body. But the grave didn't stay empty. The mixture of her blood and the ink of her "Villain" acted as a dark alchemy. As the rain flooded the pit, the shadows began to scream. A hand, cold and powerful, clawed out of the muck. Sylus. The monster she had penned to suffer. He crawled into reality with one singular, necrotic purpose- ' To find the author who wrote his tragedy and make her bleed for every word.' FIVE YEARS LATER- The world knows her as 'Luna' , the reclusive literary titan. Tonight, the masks come off. She believes the girl who ran through the rain is dead. She believes her secrets are buried. She is wrong. Yashvardhan Singhania. In five years, He has conquered the world, rising from a grave to become a MAFIA kingpin more feared than any fiction. He came here to finish her. He came to watch the light leave her eyes. But as he looks down at her-his "Little Swan"-the hatred that kept him alive for half a decade mutters a silent prayer. The killer doesn't strike. Instead, He falls. His obsession shifts from murder to a terrifying, divine devotion. She is his architect - she is his religion. He will wrap his dark energy around her until she can breathe only his air. But as Yashvardhan watches her from the dark, he feels a shiver of familiar ice. He knows the truth of that rainy night. He wasn't the only nightmare that crawled out of the ink.

"He was her downfall. She was his ruin. But if love was a crime, they were ready to commit the ultimate sin together." 𝕽𝖆𝖞𝖞𝖆𝖓 𝖝 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖆 She lived to save people. He lived to destroy them. Loving her was the greatest sin he ever committed - and the only one he chose willingly. She was a doctor, trained to heal. But beneath her steady hands and gentle smile, she was the one who needed healing the most. After her mother's death and a lifetime of her father's hatred, she gave up on the idea of love. She longed for it... but love never came. He came instead - wrapped in vengeance and shadows. She believed he only wanted revenge. He craved revenge... or so she thought. Her own father sold her to him in a contract - her freedom for her brother's life. "Didn't you think about this prince before dying?" growled, dragging her from the edge. "If you die... then who will I marry? From whom will I take my revenge?" (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤ Aryaveer x Tara 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟶 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 ...... 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 ,𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 But death didn't claim her. He did. Is he her saviour ? O

[Completed] A miserable yet handsome young man manages to enter the glittering world of entertainment and attracts the attention of the CEO. Although it sounds like a miracle, the CEO has other intentions... he looks for a sex partner not a lover. Outrageous, indeed. However, being desperately in need of money, the actor accepts the offer and the game begins... Can the tiger be tamed? Well, we will see...

He married the wrong sister. Or did he? Revenge was the plan. She was the twist. He was meant to marry her sister. But when she fled, Ahalya Mukherjee was forced into the fire. Shaurya Chatterjee wanted revenge. She became his target. Cold vows. Silent dinners. Locked doors. But the girl he thought was fragile? She held secrets too. Now, in a mansion full of ghosts and whispers, love is the most dangerous thing of all. 🥇#1- Wattpad 🥇#1- Forced Marriage 🥇#1- Coldhearted 🥇#1- Torture 🥇#1- Substitute 🥇#1- Bengali 🥇#1- Arranged 🥈#2- Desiromance 🥉#3- Replacement 🥉#3- Billionaire --- Disclaimer: ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 This story is a work of fiction meant for mature audiences. It explores complex emotions, intense relationships, and the journey from pain to healing through love and forgiveness. While some scenes depict difficult moments, the heart of this story is about redemption, hope, and the power of love to transform even the darkest pasts. The characters and events are fictional and created to tell a story of emotional growth and resilience. Images belong to their respective owners.

I can see through my veil, that all the people are congratulating each other, and are happy on my marriage... My eyes have started to get blurry and tears are about to fall And then I look for my husband who was first going to be my sister's husband sitting beside me with no emotions... His face has no emotions at all... All I was expecting was him to look at me atleast once... His jaw was clenched and he was cursing something, his hand were formed in a fist, i was very scared only looking at him.. I dont know how i was going to face him all my life.. i really wish, if my parents would be alive i would not be in this situation.. thinking about them a low sob escaped my lips... But I very well knew one thing that "I will always be his replaced bride" There is lots of drama in this story.. And what will happen when there will also be an entry of a baby..🤔🤔 Lets.. Read to find out..😊😊 Hey guys, I want to make one thing clear that DO NOT COPY MY BOOK... if i find similar matter in other books i wont hesitate to Report.. Thankyou so much for clicking on my book... do give it a try you wont regret i promise ♡︎ Started on 8th March 2022 Ended on 25th April 2022