In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this. The restaurant isn't large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into. There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice. There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life. There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper. What? You want to abduct the chef? That's not going to happen, because there's a tenth grade divine beast, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance. Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.

I know she hates rich people but I should meet her, I should apologize to her, I should take care of her. She wouldn't allow me to if she knows my true identity that I'm the only heir of the Weissman's business empire, Lucas Weissman. So this disguise is necessary. I dyed my hair to brown as opposed to my jet black hair and had a grey contact lens on to mask my original blue ones. And with this beard and lip piercing, there's no chance anyone will recognize me. I'm usually clean shaved and wear expensive Armani suits to fit my billionaire's image. Now I'm in this white hoodie and Nike runners, like a guy next door. This new identity is a must. An identity for her forgiveness. Join the love journey of the billionaire Lucas Weissman and the kind compassionate self-made woman Freya Keller. Highest ratings so far #1 compassion #1 identity #1 self-made #5 chef #5 perfectionist ************ The relevance of the characters, events are purely coincidental and all the rights for this story are reserved. < 3: LK

Oriana was an assassin, yep another assassin sucked into a fantasy world where she was already pregnant with a demon lords child. The demon lord held no love with the original soul and Oriana was never known to abandon any mission, no matter how difficult they may be. The one condition the demon lord has for her was to stay with her child until they reached a age where they no longer needed a mother then she was allowed freedom. So this is a shits and gigs story about a former assassin learning how to become a mother. And it's an original story too, well hopefully it is lol. *I own only the story, not the artwork at all*

I, an OL died and reincarnated into the world similar to an otoge as the little sister of a super narcisstic prince. Sadly, he'll trigger death flags like a champ after his encounter with the allround-perfect heroine. How can I save my stupid Onii-chan?

As you already guessed by the title... Truck-san strikes again!!! But this time it isn't as a villainess, but as a capture target! (I suck at discriptions) ------------------------------------------------ A/N: I just wanted to make it different from the other reincarnation stories. CRINGE MATERIAL!!!! I'm not very good at putting big words in my stories to make it fancy and also my grammars/spellings suck so YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!

*please read introduction*

Tomoki Akari was the school and drama club's prince. However, no one would've expect the that the "Prince" was actually a princess! Akari, along with her two best friends Hana and Kazuto, were three of the most popular people in the school. However, an unfortunate accident caused the three best friends to meet their end. Waking up in an unfamiliar, beautiful woman's arm, Akari realised. "Wait... A-Alterisa?! I'm that brat from 'Lovely Happenings'?!" Reincarnated as a villainess, Alterisa must now avoid her death flags to live a peaceful life. If you enjoy my story, please come support me in my Patreon!!! https://www.patreon.com/verglasx

An unnamed genius protagonist is heartbroken from a crude breakup with her boyfriend only to die prematurely by saving a child from an oncoming truck. Her death was a mistake in heaven. So she was reincarnated into a different world, but in the body of the Villainess of the world of Shining Hearts. The book that her friend convinced her to read that one time. With the thought of the terrible end that she could in the encounter, she diverts from the original plotline to avoid all the capture targets and the two-faced heroine and live out a successful and long life.

One day I gain my memories of my past life and... Hm? My adorable younger sister is the heroine of a fantasy novel? And I, the jealous villainess must make her life hell, so that one day she can be saved by her princes? How can I bring myself to hurt my fluffy bunny? But... I must. For her happy ending, I will brave the role of a villainess. ... That's good and all, but why isn't it working? *my own work, do not copy*

'This is not how i imagined my death to be!!' I shouted to my mind as i fall through my death. ================================================================================== I'm William Hollin 20 years Old. I live a fairly Normal life I have a decent paying job, A roof to live in and a supporting family. But It was ruined by a guy who seemed to despised me and I don't even know what i did to pissed him of so bad that he pushed me of a building without even being guilty. I hope that bastard has his Karma. Anyways enough about my past life, Let's talk about Otome Games especially a popular one called 'Medieval Destiny'. The game i was reincarnated to and The one i cursed with all my life for putting me in situations i do not like. Serioulsy i could have been an angel but noooooo fate just decided to hate me that very moment that i died. I didn't even get reincarnated as the main lead or a Mob character sadly but as a villain. Great just great you can clearly see how I'm happy with my misfortunes. I was reincarnated as Veronica Elizabeth Vii Duchess, The Duke's Daughter who unfornutely get either killed, Kidnapped or Banished as her Endings in every single route the Female Heroine choose. How i regret even being happy with fate giving me a second chance to live.