She was never meant to exist in their world. Charlotte is sixteen, quiet, observant-and very much from the future. One moment she is falling asleep watching Bridgerton; the next, she is waking on a polished floor in the middle of the Bridgerton sitting room, surrounded by history's most powerful family. Given a borrowed name and a carefully constructed past, Charlotte Bridgerton is woven into society thread by thread-taught how to walk, speak, survive, and endure a century that was never built for girls like her. The ton whispers. The Queen watches. Scandal breathes down her neck. And then there is Prince James, Duke of Richmond-the youngest son of the Crown. Kind where men are cruel. Powerful where others perform. A prince raised for duty who becomes dangerously undone by a girl who does not belong to his time... yet fits his soul perfectly. But Charlotte knows the future. She knows how stories like this end. And loving a prince- in a world obsessed with legacy- may be the most dangerous thing of all. A Bridgerton-era time travel romance filled with silk, scandal, quiet obsession, found family, and a love that threatens history itself.

Blanca Frostine wakes up in the beast-world she's been reading about. Beasts get Hysteria-rage monsters or helpless cubs-and only rare, lifelike energy stones can calm them. Problem is, only she's a legendary sculptor who makes the most realistic, mood-soothing carvings. She opens a shop, sells instant calm in tiny sculptures, and chaos erupts. Nobles panic, armies take notes. Blanca's lazy but insanely talented, and her sculptures sell out fast. But now, powerful beastmen keep showing up-claiming they just need therapy, but really, they're eyeing her like she's something more dangerous than her sculptures. In a world full of wild beasts, Blanca's the only one who can tame them with a touch-and suddenly, love isn't so optional anymore. "All I want is money," she mutters, carving another masterpiece. "Why are they lining up for me?"

Everyone thinks Lady Virelle D'Argent is here to cause chaos. Raised by a terrifyingly ambitious mother, blessed with noble blood, and dressed like a villain in a romantic tragedy, Virelle was expected to destroy reputations, steal the spotlight, and seduce the most powerful man in court. She had other plans. Specifically: naps. Quiet corners. Avoiding conversation. But in a world where everyone's playing a dangerous social game, Virelle's refusal to play is the most unpredictable move of all. And when the cold-hearted duke's heir starts spending time with her - not for strategy, but for peace - things begin to unravel in all the wrong ways. She's not scheming. She's just tired.

Liora was too tired to live. A corporate slave working as a book cover designer, she died alone in front of her computer - high fever, unfinished project, and zero unread messages. Her last words? "If I were her, I would never hurt them like that..." Then she woke up in a forest. Inside the very beast world novel she had just cursed. But unlike the original fragile heroine who pushed her mates away, Liora has no intention of fighting for survival, power, or dominance. She's tired. If she dies, she dies She doesn't want to survive. But they refuse to let her die. And somehow, in a world where only the strong deserve to live... The laziest girl might change everything

Y/n is a simple girl from Foxwood. Not a princess, not a witch, just a baker's daughter with a big heart. As her invitation to the School for Good finds her, Y/n is ecstatic for the road ahead, but she quickly realises that it wouldn't all be sunshine and rainbows. Tangled up in a messy story following two strange girls from beyond the Woods, Y/n must navigate all the ups and downs of the crazy tale she'd been thrown into with dignity and grace- hopefully. (New cover photo edited from original image with photoshop) (All credit for the school for Good and Evil story goes to its author Soman Chainani)

Nina wakes reborn as a daughter of Aphrodite, carrying memories she should not have. Kind, sharp, and quietly furious, she hides a secret voice that only speaks in dreams.

The Hanging Tree was never just a song; it was a promise. When a modern soul wakes up in the body of a starving five-year-old Katniss Everdeen, she knows two things: the world is cruel, and Coriolanus Snow is the man who will eventually try to burn her alive. But this time, the Mockingjay has more than just spite. She has the Covey System-a semi-sentient interface that offers "Mild Boons" in exchange for preserving the legacy of the District 12 rebels who came before her. As Katniss grows, she uncovers a secret hidden in the floorboards of her father's house: Lucy Gray Baird didn't just disappear into the woods-she survived long enough to pass down the fire that would one day ignite a revolution. Now, Katniss must navigate the reaping, the Games, and a President who looks at her and sees the ghost of the girl who broke his heart sixty years ago. With her "cheats" and her knowledge of the future, Katniss isn't just playing for her life-she's playing for a debt that's finally come due. Snow lands on top, but the Songbird is the one who flies. ----- This is a Hunger Games fanfiction. MUST KNOW INFORMATION- ▫️In this fanfiction/AU, Katniss Evergreen is the granddaughter of Lucy Gray Baird. ▫️Lucy Gray was pregnant with Katniss's father when she ran from Coriolanus Snow. ▫️Coriolanus Snow is Katniss's grandfather. ▫️Katniss has a system called The Covey System. ▫️The Covey System gives her mild cheats, also called "Boons". ▫️Peeta is NOT the love interest. ▫️The love interest is currently debatable and I am open to suggestions!!! ----- I DO NOT OWN The Hunger Games. The hunger games belong to Suzanne Collins. THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!!! Hope you enjoy!

"Didn't you like me?" he asked. "I didn't." He frowned. "Then... do you hate me?" "I don't." "...Then what do you think of me?" "An annoying moron." "I'm already sleep-deprived," I said flatly. "Why should I think about something else?" -- The game said she would die if she attended the academy. 
It also said she would die if she didn't. Either way, her death was guaranteed. So when I opened my eyes in the body of Melissa Valkyrie, a doomed noble lady fated to die in every route, I did what any sensible person would do: Nothing. No schemes.
No revenge.
No desperate attempts to "fix" the story.
No scrambling to survive a game that had already decided my ending. If death flags wanted me, they could wait until after my nap. -- Suddenly, the male lead walked over and placed my notes on the desk. "How did you solve these problems and still get a D in Mathematics?" I didn't look up. "Why answer all of them," I said "when the professor said the passing score is only thirty?" "Anything more is a violation of mental health." -- But unfortunately, the world mistook my laziness for confidence. 
And now everyone thinks I'm dangerous. Because apparently, doing nothing was the most dangerous move of all.

Jasmine was just a humble general store owner, running her little shop in a quiet town. Snacks, soap, canned goods, batteries-nothing fancy, just the everyday things that made life easier. Then one day, an earthquake struck. The world fell apart... and when she opened her eyes, her store was still standing-just not in the same world. Outside her windows stretched a medieval fantasy town filled with humans, elves, and beastfolk. Inside her shelves? Modern items that no one in this world had ever seen. Soon, adventurers and nobles began flocking to her "mysterious store" to buy: ✨ Pain relievers stronger than any healing potion! ✨ Flashlights brighter than magic crystals! ✨ Snacks that restore stamina instantly! They call her shop "The Miracle General Store." But Jasmine just calls it another day at work. Between helping heroes, dodging greedy merchants, and figuring out how her entire store ended up in another world, Jasmine begins a new chapter of her life-one filled with magic, friendship, and the occasional fire-breathing customer!

BBC MERLIN. "I'm a motherfucking woman, baby, alright" She's a journalist, a researcher, someone who has poured years of effort into her papers. If some muggle prince from centuries ago thinks he can just force her into being his maid, he's dead wrong. In which Y/n, researching the veil in the ministry, finds herself 1,500 years into the past and meets the very man the ministry had grown from. Merlin. "I don't need a man to be holding me too tight" BBC Merlin! Various x HP!reader