They called her the Phantom. Swift, silent, and ruthless, she was the greatest assassin the modern world had ever known. Yet even shadows can be caught-betrayed on her final mission, she died with a blade in her heart and a smirk on her lips. But death wasn't the end. When she awoke, it wasn't in a hospital or hell, but in the soft arms of a noblewoman. The world had changed-or rather, she had. Now an infant girl born to the most powerful duke in a continent ruled by five kingdoms, she soon realized she had reincarnated into the very fantasy novel she had once read before missions. A world of swords, spells, and schemes awaited.

Getting sucked into a cliché romance novel was bad enough. Being forced to endure Stella-the "heroine" who refers to herself in the third person-is a literal nightmare. ​"Stella is hungry. Stella wants a shiny diamond!" For Lyra, a broke girl who just wants a decent meal and a nap, it's enough to make her blood boil. But every time she loses her temper and tries to "educate" the handsome Male Leads on why they're being idiots, they don't get mad. They just... stare. Apparently, a fuming, frowning Lyra is "adorable." ​When the story's "Villain" kidnaps her, Lyra expects a dungeon. Instead, she finds a mansion filled with her favorite snacks and a man who begs for her love while accidentally (on purpose) showing off his six-pack. ​The plot is broken, the Villain is a love-sick fool, and the "heroine" is coming to "rescue" her from the only place that actually has good food. ​[System Notification: Storyline Corrupted. New Objective: Survive 10 Worlds.]

Lin Shu died tragically in a fire. Before closing his eyes, Lin Shu thought that if there was an afterlife, he would never be a human again. Being a human would be too tiring, and he would be abandoned by his lover, framed by his relatives, and locked in a mental hospital would be worse than death. In the raging fire, carbon monoxide poured into his nostrils. Lin Shu listened to Qin Yuchi's favorite song, thinking that he could finally get relief. He and Qin Yuchi are like two poles of a glacier, never meeting. He and Qin Yuchi are like a magnetic field with the same pole, always repelling each other. Lin Shu knew that they were not suitable, but he didn't believe in evil or fate, he only loved Qin Yuchi, so he tried his best to make Qin Yuchi accept his love by threatening his acting career. So in the end, Lin Shu was sent to a mental hospital and had no peace every night. This was just Qin Yuchi's revenge, the punishment he deserved. At the moment when his breathing stopped, Lin Shu recalled Qin Yuchi's disgusting eyes, looking at him as if he was looking at the dirt in the mud, and suddenly felt that everything was lifeless and meaningless. When closing his eyes, Lin Shu exhausted his last bit of strength and murmured, "I'll let you go, Yuchi." Opening his eyes again, Lin Shu returned to two years ago, the peak of his career, before he met Qin Yuchi.

"Do you even still realize that you are an Alpha?!" ​"Yeah... I know. So, what are you trying to say exactly?" ​"You... You... Have you no shame?!" ​"Why should I be ashamed? I said I like it because I actually like it... What's the harm in that?" ​"Argh... My blood pressure is rising!" ​"Father!" (Some images used in this story were sourced from Chrome and created with AI. Since it is difficult to individually request permission from the original photo/art owners, I would like to ask for their kind understanding and permission in advance here. If the original owner does not wish for their work to be used, please inform me via message, and I will remove it immediately.)

"I used to run a multi-billion-dollar empire from a boardroom. Now, I'm running a harem from my bed-and the room service is appalling." Su Lin was the "Dragon Lady" of the corporate world-cold, calculating, and capable of firing a man with a single look. But after a freak accident, she's transmigrated into the body of a neglected, "weak" consort in the 4th Prince's palace. The original Su Lin was a pushover who died in silence. The new Su Lin? She's a predator. While the other concubines are busy weeping for the prince's attention, Su Lin is busy treating the Imperial Court like a hostile takeover: 📊 Performance Reviews: If a maid can't brew tea properly, she's getting a "Personal Improvement Plan." 📉 Budget Audits: Why are we spending 5,000 taels on incense when the snack selection is this pathetic? 💼 Hostile Takeovers: The palace isn't a home; it's a corporation. And Su Lin is coming for the CEO's chair. But there's a glitch in her plan: The cold-hearted 4th Prince, who once couldn't care less if she lived or died, is suddenly very interested in his "new" wife's sudden change in personality. He's intrigued, she's annoyed, and the ancient world isn't ready for a woman who treats a Royal Decree like a "suggestion" from HR. In a world of silk-wrapped daggers and poisoned tea, Su Lin has only one rule: Don't mess with her empire, and never touch her snacks. In a world of deadly scandals, she's the biggest one of all. ❤️🔥🐦🔥 ✨ WHY YOU'LL LOVE THIS: ✅ Badass Female Lead (No damsels here!) ✅ CEO x Prince (Power Couple energy) ✅ Transmigration / Isekai ✅ Slow Burn & Snarky Humour ✅ Historical Palace Drama

Lin Zeyu was certain of one thing- He had died. The last thing he remembered was blood on concrete and the echo of gunfire. As the former leader of the Black Harbor Syndicate, death was never a surprise. What was a surprise was waking up in a soft bed, wrapped in silk sheets, with a mirror reflecting the face of a beautiful married woman. Her name was Shen Ruoan. And her husband was a man she barely spoke to. Even better- Their marriage was cold, contractual, and already broken beyond repair. Her husband, Qin Hancheng, was the infamous CEO of the Qin Consortium-aloof, ruthless, and emotionally unavailable. On the first day Lin Zeyu woke up in Shen Ruoan's body, the man said coldly, "Don't involve yourself in my affairs." Lin Zeyu, now Shen Ruoan, replied calmly, "Perfect. I was planning to leave." A loveless marriage. No emotional attachment. No expectations. Divorce should have been simple. Or so he thought. Days passed. Then weeks. The woman who used to cling desperately to Qin Hancheng disappeared. In her place stood someone composed, sharp-tongued, and terrifyingly confident. She stopped trying to please him, stopped seeking affection, and began planning her escape with surgical precision. And that was when Qin Hancheng began to notice. He noticed the way she looked at him-like a stranger. He noticed she never waited for him anymore. He noticed he missed her presence. One night, the man who once wanted nothing to do with her said softly, "Let's try again... maybe even have children." Shen Ruoan laughed-cold and detached. "Don't interfere with my life." Lin Zeyu had ruled gangs, crushed enemies, and survived betrayal. There was no way he would be trapped in a marriage- Much less become a man's wife and give birth to his children. But Qin Hancheng had already decided. If she wanted freedom, he would chase. If she resisted, he would persist. If she denied loving him-he would bend her heart first.

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?"

She wakes up from a coma and finds herself inside a book as a villain side character. She discovers she can understand animal language, so she uses it to deal with people who act like wild beasts and even mistakes their problems in a funny way. It is a light and sweet story where she is a vet who loves animals and helps them without too much drama.

I died doing what I loved-chasing deadly viruses across war zones and jungles. I was a world-class infectious disease expert, emotionally detached but good at saving lives. My guilty pleasure? BL novels full of angst, smut, and emotionally constipated men. So when I died in a freak plane crash, my guardian angel gave me a choice. I asked to be reincarnated into one of my favorite BL novels. I did not ask to be reincarnated as the illegitimate daughter of the cold, ruthless CEO male lead-a man so awful he literally tried to buy the other male lead's body in chapter three. Now I'm a four-month-old baby in diapers with one goal: fix this terrible love story. To do that, I'll have to: Turn my emotionally stunted, power-hungry father into a decent human being Save the sweet second male lead from being trafficked and destroyed by plot And oh-be the world's cutest, smartest, most manipulative toddler along the way

She shamelessly seduced him. She served him heads. She bled for his forgiveness... and carried his child while doing it. Linzhi is a shameless little fox with a wicked smile and a dangerous secret - she's not from this world, and definitely not who everyone thinks she is. After waking up in the body of an assassin with blood on her hands and a price on her soul, she does the most logical thing: throws herself at the cold, disciplined general whose life she may have accidentally ruined. General Zhou Chen is used to blades and battlefields, not women who sneak into his bed and bring him heads as offerings of love. He doesn't say much - especially not the things she aches to hear - but Linzhi keeps fighting for a sliver of redemption... or maybe just a sliver of his heart. Love shouldn't be this messy. But if she has to crawl through blood to earn it, so be it.