The Dark Lord should have killed Lily Potter. Instead, he offered her mercy. In the spring of 1980, at the height of the First Wizarding War, Lily Potter is captured while seven months pregnant and accompanied by her three-year-old daughter. Rather than execution, she is brought before Lord Voldemort himself. And he gives her a choice. Leave Britain. Take your husband, your children, and disappear beyond his war. Because the Potters are not merely enemies. They are blood-bound to him through ancient magic of the Peverell line and forgotten branches of House Slytherin. Killing them would awaken forces older than the war itself. So Lily chooses exile. The Potters vanish to the south of France. The war fades. Years pass. Children grow. Fourteen years later, the Triwizard Tournament returns. Harry Potter comes back to Hogwarts. His older sister, Eraya Nyneve Potter-Black-Beauxbatons' most brilliant witch and heiress to the ancient House of Black-returns to Britain for the tournament. And the man who once called himself Voldemort now rules magical Britain as Minister for Magic. Marvolo Slytherin. Eraya remembers only one thing from the night her family was spared. A pair of ruby-garnet eyes watching her in the dark. Fourteen years later, she meets a man with the same gaze. And there is something about that gaze-even now, just as there had been then-that feels almost haunting. And in the strangest, most unsettling way... inevitable.

Xue Ning's entire family died in battle. She grew up in the Marquis of Xuanyi's household and deeply adored Su Zhan, the heir who had grown up with her since childhood. With a cup of spring wine laced with something extra, she fulfilled her wish and became his wife. Later, Su Zhan rose to become the all-powerful Grand Secretary. The two of them appeared respectful and harmonious, and were once considered one of the rare love stories in the capital. Everyone said that she, an orphaned girl, was blessed to marry such a man. Only she knew how many lonely, silent nights she endured alone. He had a "white moonlight" he loved but could never obtain-and he had never loved her. Because she had once offered herself to him, he despised her. So he sent her away to an old country estate for five years. She sent letter after letter back to the capital, but none were ever answered. Helpless and alone, she was eventually burned alive in a fire set by others, dying with hatred in her heart. ... After being reborn, the first thing Xue Ning did was overturn the cup of spring wine that had originally been prepared for Su Zhan. Then, she carefully chose a fiancé for herself. At a family banquet, with relatives gathered, Xue Ning walked up to Su Zhan, her arm hooked around her fiancé's. "Grand Secretary, this is my fiancé. Please look after him in the future." The always cold and restrained Grand Secretary instead began to crumble, his eyes red: "Xue Ning... I was the one who knew you first!" *Original Translation* ©All Rights reserved

Chen Fangsu escaped from danger, away from the home she grew up in. With her new life in the capital with the last remaining member of her family, her grandpa, she happily works as the owner of her grandpa's store. Unknowingly she is involved in an extremely dangerous situation that could cost her everything. This is my own works. Started : 26th February 2020 End : 30th May 2021

Chu Qing is a top-tier superstar in the entertainment industry. On the night she won the Best Actress award, she accidentally came across a fanfiction novel written by one of her anti-fans. After falling asleep, Chu Qing wakes up inside that very novel-as the love-brained girl group idol with a tragic ending. Despite being the heiress of a wealthy conglomerate, this character cuts ties with her family for the sake of a useless freeloader boyfriend, ruins her career, and is eventually pushed into the abyss by the freeloader and a white lotus girl working together. Before entering the book, Chu Qing was a dazzling top-tier celebrity. After entering the book, she becomes a scandal-ridden, washed-up, bottom-tier celebrity whom everyone is waiting to see crash and burn. 【"Chu Qing is wearing knockoffs again? As if she could afford SY's limited edition line."】 Chu Qing: Heh, sorry to disappoint, but the CEO of SY Group is my real dad. I'm just restocking from home. 【"Can Chu Qing please stay away from my brother? She's so unlucky!"】 Chu Qing: Excuse me? That's my actual brother! 【"Can that vase Chu Qing stop fake-dating CEO Ji? She's not worthy!"】 Chu Qing: Thanks for speaking up for me, but dear Best Actor Ji, please stay away from me too :) The max-level boss enters the newbie village-Chu Qing's comeback begins. With the release of her debut album, she lands on the trending charts! No one can believe their eyes. Is this really the same tone-deaf, clumsy "#1 vase" in domestic entertainment? With that level of talent, you're telling me she's just a pretty face? Are you kidding me?! Reading Note: This story is purely fictional and has no basis in real-life events or people.

After transmigrating into a xianxia romance novel, shes determined to stay far away from the plot. No dramatic love triangles, no villainess schemes, and definitely no entanglement with the main characters. After all, she's just a background character. But fate has other plan for Qingluan. The male leads wont leave her alone!

After a terrible accident that she'd rather forget, Casey Leung abandons her life in Canada and boards a river boat in China. Reaching to touch the reflection of the moon in the river, she gets sucked into a water vortex and spat back out into an alternate universe where ancient China is known as Tiansheng. With no way to go back, she assumes the name Wu Cui Xi, and starts a new life with the family of doctors that rescue her. But life in Tiansheng is not peaceful, and Cui Xi's hope for a quiet and idyllic existence is shattered when a local nobleman tries to kidnap her new foster sister. Fleeing to the capital with her, Cui Xi becomes romantically entangled with two powerful men: her doting Master Zhao Ling Ye, and the deadly Iron Spear Prince, Zhao Ling Xian. Caught between the two, she is pulled deep into the kingdom's dangerous political intrigues as internal and external forces converge in a fight for the throne. Cover by SPI. **Wattpad Asian Fantasy Pick** Highest Rankings: No. 1 #asianfantasy No. 1 #wuxia No. 2 #martial No. 2 #fl No. 2 #historical No. 3 #transmigration No. 6 #chinese No. 3 #-romance Copyright © TL_Nonoke 2021-2022.

In a powerful and influential Chinese family, the biological daughter is neglected and emotionally abandoned after a girl who once saved their parents is adopted. The family showers love and respect on the adopted daughter while forgetting their own. As years pass, the biological daughter finally leaves the family, but secrets unfold, and her quiet strength and journey transform everything.

A 20 year old girl suddenly died from an accident and reincarnated as a villain in a novel story?! What's this?! What happened? She was dumbfounded when she suddenly wake up in a whole other dimension. "Your majesty, it's time for your bath." A lady in a maid outfit said, bowing her head. "Wait! Where am I?! Is this heaven?!" She shouted in panic " I don't know what you mean your majesty, but if you're asking who you are... You are queen Alarice , the queen regnant of Philleon Empire." She said with utmost courtesy Alarice ???? Philleon Empire? Wait. Isn't that the novel I was reading while walking and the reason why I got hit by the truck?! What's going on here??

•°. *࿐ ❝then i met you, and i realised the universe had orchestrated my whole life just to bring us together.❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇.... a one thousand year old hybrid and a one hundred year old vampire finally realise they aren't alone in the world . ❪ OC X EDWARD CULLEN ! twilight-new moon ❫ ❪ © -𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐘𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 ❫ on hold until further notice, slowly being rewritten <3

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.