Reincarnation is a popular genre, isn't it? Well, I want to file a complaint to the god or system in charge of it! Where was my adventure!? My relaxing days of rolling in the bed!? Give it back! I'm perfectly content with playing games all day and being a useless shut in if this was what awaits me in this world! I absolutely hate this job you irresponsibly thrown at me! Ahem. Let's rewind a bit. Upon waking up one day, I found myself in a different world...but along with my floating city, dragons, tanks and spaceships?! Although it's nice I'm a princess now, but the stress from stopping this world from barreling straight to the destruction end by the hands of my fanatical subordinates might be too much! Someone please help! This might be impossible for me after all...but this is fine! After all, you'll handle everything, future me! Right!? I will leave everything to you! Let me live in denial for a bit... Note: I have also uploaded this story on a different website, Quotev. The Wattpad version is a slightly revised version of the Quotev one. A note on copyright: I don't own any image that I post. Even the cover is from an artist's image that I merely edited. I will provide the links if anyone requests for them.

Twenty year old Ivy Naughton isn't a little girl anymore, but no one knows that better than Matteo Rossi. Ivy is young, beautiful, confident and could have any guy she wanted with a snap of her fingers. But there was only one man she wanted, her Godfather.

**"I didn't choose this... Destiny chose me."** I was never meant to change history. All I wanted was a quiet life, surrounded by forgotten relics and the stories they carried. Working for an artifact collector was my dream... until one discovery shattered everything I knew. In the blink of an eye, I was ripped from the present and thrown into the heart of ancient Japan. A world consumed by war. A world where a stranger like me doesn't belong. Every step I take could mean death. Every mistake could alter history forever. Then... I met him. A legendary general whose strength commands the battlefield and whose presence steals my breath. I should fear him. I should stay away. Instead... I fall hopelessly in love. As I desperately search for a way back to my own time, an impossible question begins to haunt me. **Do I truly want to go home?** But destiny is never kind. He is already bound by marriage. I have been chosen to become the emperor's newest concubine. Our love is forbidden-condemned by duty, honor, and the countless lives that depend on the choices we make. Every path leads to heartbreak. Every stolen moment brings us closer to ruin. With history itself standing against us... Can love rewrite fate? Or are some destinies written in blood... and impossible to escape?

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

"Montemayor Daughters" was a popular television drama that my Mother liked to watch in the evening. It was about two girls switched at birth. One grew spoiled rotten and entitled. The other grew up poor and unsurprisingly, happens to be the female lead. Today, when I woke up, I found myself in the body of the villainess. What a mess... Not a translation/Not an offline copy. Images used are not mine. © Baeirolz

Original Historical Fiction Story with a spice of Doctor Who. Percyla Quin is an orphan. Well, not technically. Her father was a scientist and her mother ran out on she and her father when Percyla was only a few months old. Percyla and her father lived in peace, for a while. They lived peacefully until one of her neighbors brought up unnecessary concerns which left Percyla in foster care. One day, Percyla escapes, and when she ventures down into her father's 'laboratory' her life is changed forever...

What if the fate of two worlds were in the hands of one person: you? The childhood secret of a troubled teen warrior is used against her by her enemies. It turns out what Neiko imagined is real, and she becomes trapped in the same world she imagined by an otherworldly evil that is worse than the devil. Getting home is the least of her problems. The Indians and the Crackedskulls are locked in the turmoil of a war that has raged for centuries, and it is presently in a stalemate. Her enemies, Raven and Bloodhawk, have come up with a scheme to take her down, but in doing so they inadvertently open the door to another universe and to an otherwordly evil. Neiko later finds out that a land she thought she had only imagined is actually real, and the dark being is not a figment of her childhood imagination-he is terrifyingly real, and she faces him for the first time. To make matters worse, it is now in her world, and he has evil plans especially for her. After several standoffs with the malevolent Ramses the Dark Pharaoh in Hawote, she is trapped in Qari by his strange and powerful magic. Trapped in another universe and in a place that is not exactly the way she imagined it. She must somehow find a way to teleport home. That is easier said than done; the odds are overwhelmingly against her and her scorpion-cobra companion as they must travel to find the answer and help, but at the same time avoid Ramses' allies, traps, and tricks. Can she come back home and turn the tables on her enemies?

When someone else's demons come back to haunt you. While Ramesses' ka haunts her after leaving him and ancient Egypt, Neiko faces old and new dangers in both Hawote and the Five Lands. She conceals lethal, ancient secrets while she and her friends foil one scheme after another, with narrow escapes. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any more complicated, her mentor's old enemy poses a new threat. After twenty-five years, the Black Hand sweeps across Hawote, avenging the supposed death of their previous overlord. Death threats and disappearing youth are just the beginning. Once Neiko has been targeted, she is put into hiding under her mentor's watchful eye with a vacation as a cover. Will Neiko have a quiet vacation with a bit of rest and relaxation? Yeah, right. That's when the fun really begins...

Hebe was one of the leading Archeologists in Egyptology and she spent the majority of her time helping private collectors and museums tag and categorize their collections. The latest assignment that Hebe is on is with the eccentric Dante who has given Hebe the monumental task of documenting his sizeable collection that spans several cultures and thousands of years. Hebe thought she knew what she was getting herself into, but even she wasn't expecting to come face to face with a Pharaoh from Ancient Egypt. Will Hebe's love be enough to save the doomed Pharaoh? I found the picture at: https://www.ecosia.org/images?q=mummy license=modifyCommercially#id=EBBFF657E1016D98C0B5A8B6CD8328F7CEAC23FF