Born with glowing green eyes. Destined for rotten luck. Peasant girl Meya Hild was 'given' the opportunity to become a Lady. At swordpoint. By mercenaries. Engaged to a dying nobleman. Poisoned with one month to live. Tasked to loot a castle. In a kingdom running out of resources. Little did Meya know this shenanigan would lead her across land and over sea, from a mountain made of sapphire to an island shrouded in spiral clouds, with masquerades, heists, kidnappings, shipwrecks, alchemy, romance, and an unexpected 'bump' along the way. Let the misery begin. 🐉 🎯 PROGRESS: Book One (Chpt. 1 - 65): 100% Book Two (Chpt. 66 - 125): 100% Bingers, YOUR TIME HAS COMETH. Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7iYf3f78K4QInWwpz6z3Mp?si=35Rt2vgkTryCM3vD9eKVXA&pi=cE-JGby3RgeKW 🎨 Cover: @NamtanTangren / Namtan [糖人] https://www.deviantart.com/tangrennamtan 📋 Content Guidelines: Most chapters are safe for work/school. Chapters containing intimate scenes will be marked with ❣️ Although not depicted explicitly, this story touches on mature subject matter such as depression and suicide, drug addiction and overdose, human trafficking, organ harvesting, abortion and rape. It's also loosely based on medieval times, and some scientific misbeliefs (concerning health and pregnancy, etc.) are present. Young readers are urged to use discretion. ⭐ DOs & DON'Ts ⭐ 💖DO: Add LUMINOUS to your library & follow me so you don't miss any updates! 💖DO: Comment away! I love answering them. Please be polite and respectful! 💖DO: If you enjoyed Meya's adventure, spread the word! 🚫DON'T: SKIP THE PROLOGUE! You have been warned by the dragons that be that you will regret it! Why don't I just rename it "Chapter 1"? BECAUSE PROLOGUE SOUNDS COOLER!

"If Heaven will give me a chance, I will take your hands and run away with you" Those were the last words that came out from the villainess's mouth before they execute her. She thought that she died but when she opens her eyes a woman with waist-length midnight black hair appeared before her eyes. The woman is smiling brightly while extending her hands at her. "If you're so tired, then why don't you run away with me?" The woman asks. Tears fell from the eyes of the villainess. Her death wish came true! She went back to the time where a woman offered her hands to run away with her. She came back 2 years before her execution. This time the villainess accepted the hands of the woman and live in the countryside with her. There she experienced joy and she's very satisfied with her life. She was about to marry the man that she loves... But what is this?! Why did her father come here to find her?! And why does her father wanted to marry her savior?! •••• Gabriella was reincarnated to the body of a cannon-fodder of the novel 'You Shall Pay!' She grew up with her brother and live in the countryside to prevent her tragic future. One day she meets the villainess in her weakest state. She couldn't handle the scene of the pitiful villainess, So she took her hands out and offered it to the villainess. "If you're so tired, then why don't you run away with me?" She said. The villainess strangely accepted her hands and came with her to the countryside. There, the villainess meets her brother and they fell in love with each other. They were about to live happily ever after... But what's with this? What are you doing here, Villainess's father?! You wanted to take your daughter?! No way! My brother and my sister-in-law would be miserable! "Will you marry me, Gabriella?" Villainess! Your Father Wants to Marry me! ••• Cover not mine ©tto Started in: 05-13-21 Ended in: ... Reminder: English is not my first language

Mila was born into a home of a Duke who heeded no attention to her. In total stood four dukes by the emperor's side, she was born into the house with the surname Noble. Every child was born with a symbol that represented their nobility surname, but with the symbol they were also given the ability to control or use elements when they are tested to find their abilities. Those who were not born with the symbol were merely just commoners. Only those born with a symbol are of nobility. Mila died by the hands of her older sister who had her killed to get what she wanted. Being murdered, Mila wanted to have her vengeance against those who had murdered her along with the man she married who betrayed her. Yet, she starts again and finds out much more that she had never seen before in her previous life. Many who make her want to stop vengeance and just live for herself. Read to find out more about Mila Noble's life. *Original Work - Please do not repost or take my work as this is story is not for profit.* ***Editing***

𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘢, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦? To be the main protagonist's sister, to be the second female lead's childhood friend, to be the girl anybody even the love interests would simply adore, to wound up in your favourite novel─a dream would it be. However, what's there to be happy about when a tragic end crouches at your door, waiting for you with glee? ・ ✓ inso's law x fem! reader 2020 XIAOPAO©

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself?

Maeve Raines has seen golden strings since her teenage years-thin, luminous threads tied to people's pinkies, binding them through choice, emotion, and consequence. Friendship. Betrayal. Belief. Obsession. Love. Everyone has them. Some have many. Having only one is rare. Having none is impossible. Except Maeve cannot see her own. Now in her late twenties, she lives a life that demands silence and observation. Her secret stays hidden, pressed between unanswered questions and the letters she writes to the Fates-quiet confessions meant for powers she isn't sure are listening. Over the years, she has learned every shade of gold that exists and memorized their meanings. There is nothing left about the strings that should surprise her. To the world, she is someone else entirely. She goes by Juno-a name chosen, not given. A name she wears like armor. Under that name, she drifts. Watches. Learns how lives knot and unravel. Until she meets Theo Mercer. Her neighbor is gentle, reserved, and marked by something she has never encountered before. He has no visible strings. Not one. The absence unsettles her more than any bond ever has-because she knows what every shade should mean, and yet he fits none of them. Theo knows nothing of fate or golden threads-only that being near Juno feels fragile, like something he shouldn't expect to keep. What unfolds between them is not loud or dramatic. It is slow. Measured. Built from shared glances, half-confessions, and the quiet comfort of being understood without explanation. And for the first time, Maeve feels something she cannot categorize-a pull, a burn around her own pinkie whenever she turns away from him. Still unable to see her string, she prays-desperately-that if it exists, it will not be the worst kind. The color of love that never gets to stay. To the Fates is a quiet, tragic exploration of destiny misunderstood, love interrupted, and the cost of seeing what others cannot.