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The Duke Fell for the Villainess by Rojeen_Zara
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She was just a tired grade school teacher in the modern world- unappreciated, overworked, and denied her promotion year after year. Her only escape was her favorite otome game... until a tragic accident with a banana peel ended her life. When she opened her eyes again, she wasn't in her small apartment anymore. She was in a luxurious mansion. In a child's body. The villainess of her favorite game. Born as the real daughter of a Marquis, she knew how her story was supposed to end: starvation, betrayal, poison, and death. Her stepmother and stepsister would steal everything from her, and her own father would let her die without a tear. But this time, she refuses to play the role of a doomed villainess. Armed with memories from her past life, loyal brothers at her side, and a sharp tongue sharpened by years of teaching, she'll rewrite fate itself. Yet the world of nobility is more dangerous than she imagined- scheming crown princes, false heroines, poisonous stepmothers, and a cold northern Duke whispered to be a beast. But what if the "beast" turns out to be the one man who sees her for who she truly is?
The Magical Beasts Calls Me Mother by Rojeen_Zara
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I died from exhaustion in a world that never wanted me. When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer a nameless office worker... I was the beloved daughter of a duke inside a novel I once read. But here's the problem: I'm not the heroine. I'm not the villainess. I'm just the "ex-friend" side character who was supposed to fade away quietly. That was my plan too- ...until I stumbled upon a black dragon's egg. Until it hatched and called me "Mother." Until it transformed into a child and dragged me into the center of every noble's gossip, every battle, and... every man's heart. Now the male lead won't stop appearing in my life, the second male lead keeps getting too close, and even the villain himself seems interested in me. And worst of all? The so-called heroine is furious that everything she wanted... is becoming mine. I never asked for this. But if fate insists on putting me in the spotlight- then fine. I'll shine brighter than anyone else.
Trapped in My Ex's Novel: The Villain Has a Heart Too?  by Pranjal20056789
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BL | Fantasy | Transmigration | Enemies to Lovers | Slow Burn "I died. I woke up. And now I'm the villain in a toxic BL novel I hated. Karma really said: plot twist." Rayan was just your average sarcastic lit student who critiqued webnovels for fun. That is... until one fell on his head and killed him. Now, he's transmigrated into the body of Xiao Lan - the arrogant side villain who's destined to die painfully after sabotaging the protagonist's love story. But Rayan has other plans: 🛑 No drama. 🛑 No death flags. ✅ Stay alive and mind his own business. Too bad the characters aren't following their scripts anymore. - The heroic ML is suddenly obsessed with protecting him. - The cold Crown Prince he was supposed to hate? Now wants him back. Oh, and the "system" in his head? Keeps giving him missions like: "Seduce your love rival." Excuse me?? In a world where fiction becomes fate, Rayan must rewrite the story... before it rewrites him. --- 📖 Perfect for fans of: "The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System", "Heaven Official's Blessing", and transmigration chaos with feels, spice, and sass. 💬 Updates every week. 💗 Read, Vote, Comment & Join the Chaos.
🌹🕊️The Quiet Thorn of Gloucester by kingdomgladiator
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She bends, she listens, she remembers. And the realm underestimates her at its peril. 👑🌊🧵 In a court that prizes volume over vision, Alyssa Woodville survives by being overlooked. Younger sister to a queen and shaped by a pronounced curvature of the spine, Alyssa has learned early that stillness can be a weapon. At barely one hundred and fifty centimetres and light as a winter cloak, she is dismissed as fragile, ornamental, easily managed. Yet beneath her braided dark cherry-red hair and watchful ocean-blue eyes lies a mind sharper than the blades brandished by kings and kingmakers alike. When Alyssa is married to Richard Plantagenet, Duke of Gloucester, it is thought a convenient match. A quiet girl for a quiet prince. What no one anticipates is how perfectly they understand one another. Richard, underestimated for his reserve, finds in Alyssa a partner who reads the world as he does. She counts loyalties like chess pieces, listens where others boast, and sees through ambition with unnerving clarity. While Edward IV and George of Clarence dote on their little brother's wife, indulging her gentleness and shielding her from courtly cruelties, Alyssa watches. She studies power, unpicks politics, and out-thinks even the great Earl of Warwick, who mistakes her silence for insignificance. This is a story of love built not on spectacle, but on trust. Of a woman who does not seek to rule, yet changes the course of England simply by understanding it better than anyone else. In the long, blood-stained corridors of the fifteenth century, Alyssa of Gloucester becomes the soft-spoken constant that history never saw coming.
𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓓𝓾𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓘 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓘 by Brightpuffin_2341
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Born and orphaned at 3, Marguerite of Bourbon was a child when she became Duchess of Bourbon after her father fell in battle. Her regents ruled Bourbon in her name. They kept the promise that her father made on his deathbed that Bourbon mustn't join France as King Louis XI is keen on getting his hands on Bourbon. But King Edward IV was keen on allying England with Bourbon. He proposed a marriage between his second son, Richard of Shrewsbury and Marguerite. The Duchess arrived in England. But the France isn't that keen on letting Bourbon ally with the English (given bad blood between England and France). She got the first taste on deadly world of politics and tension. She had to navigate through the courtly life and fight tooth and nail for herself and her people.
GOD ARROW ; Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint by evamourn-
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Oh-Seong had never complained about being blind and unfortunate. "I was content about my life, and then you had to go and call the apocalypse to ruin it. Now I'm not happy, and you're going to have to deal with the consequences." If the gods want to be entertained, he'll do his best to make them regret ever interrupting his peaceful normality. - Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint (ORV) Fanfiction. I don't own ORV, this is just fan fiction. WARNINGS: CASUAL DEPICTIONS OF SELF HARM, MURDER, AND IMPLIED/REFERNCE SEXUAL ASSAULT, READ AT OWN RISK.
i'll be a matriarch in this life  (fan fic Gilliu and Mayron's little sister) by P0tatoqueen123
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What if Shannet had a daughter a few months younger than Tia? Rossetti wavy long blond hair piercing Ruby red eyes is seven years old when her older cousin begins to gain the family's love feeling left out and jealous as her older brothers spare no time with her and more with her cousins She doesn't hate Tia... But sometimes it was alright to be jealous right? 'What do you say Shannet why don't we have another daughter one that looks like Tia?' 'What about me?' Rossetti thought 'am I not good enough because I don't look like mother and Big sister Tia?'
The Golden Songbird |𝓒𝓵𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓷 | I'll Be The Matriarch In This Life | by Sirius_write9
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𝕁𝕦𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕒 𝔸𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕠: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛. ➛a singer at ruby opera house ℂ𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕟 ℙ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕥: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. ➛ owner of pellet union ➛chief manager of Gallahan's apparel store ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ Julieta Abino -jules-was just living her life peacefully wanting no trouble. Though the drama of the high society was unavoidable, she did not expect to be targeted that badly by the empress. And in that moment of helplessness, when he came and helped her, she was grateful. Very. But when did this fake engagement start giving her real butterflies? When did she start wanting it to be real? When-no-how did she fall? In love, the one thing she had no business with before. Heavens know. But now she doesn't want it to end. Read along to follow Jules in her story, and find out what happens next. Amidst all the politics and chaos, how did these feelings even grow? Heavens know. *** Hii readers!! Soo~ there aren't many fics for my baby clerivan. So I'm making one. (One that doesn't have a Lombardi oc, cuz that's basic lol we want *extra*) Anyways this is basically an oc insert type of story but julieta actually has a face in the manhwa. Tho i did recraft her background and personality. Warning!! This is an AU so yeah things might be different and I'll replace the characters and rewrite their personalities to fit into my story better. [Random updates when i feel like it] ________________________
Fairies of The Black Circle by cocoabeanzv2
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He'd once thought he could play their game: the hero and the villain. As long as their lines didn't cross. But in that moment, he felt the line separating their two sides blur. And that feeling, he wanted it to last forever. Wizards of the black circle x Winx
My Sin by bixbix767
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Liu Quiaqio, the Empress of the Jin Dynasty has given his heart, soul, and body to the emperor, he loved him to the point it exhausted him, but the cold emperor only had eyes for one person, and that person wasn't him, the warmth in his eyes when he looked at that person would never belong to him, the gentleness when he spoke to that person would never be heard by him until his death. "What wrongs have I committed, for you hate me this much? Did I do anything wrong for you to look at me with such contempt in your eyes? Was loving you such a sin?" I asked weakly "Your sin was that you loved somebody you weren't supposed to love," He responded coldly. 'He's right I squandered so much love on him that I did not have any left for my sons and my daughter, for the ones who truly cared about me. If I had one chance to make it up to them I would spend my whole life doing so' I thought as I closed my eyes and welcomed death or so I thought. *Not yet edited* My story! This is not translated nor does it belong to another author. #1 in male pregnancy- 2/5/22 #1 in children-2/25/22 #1 in regret- 4/18/22