Author: 三只鳄梨 Translator: Me (XiaoBai) 贵妃娘娘宠冠后宫 The legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's household, Lin Wanyi, is renowned for her beauty and exceptional talents. However, to secure her safety and livelihood, she has always been cautious and discreet in the inner quarters. She originally thought she would marry into a stable family and live a peaceful life, but everything changed the year she received the imperial decree to enter the palace. With her father and brothers being unreliable, her position in the palace was merely that of a low-ranking concubine, leaving her no choice but to rely on her elder sister, the Imperial Consort. Lin Wanyi intended to live a quiet life behind closed doors, but unexpectedly, the cold and aloof Emperor visited her more frequently than anyone else! Outsiders believed that Lin Wanyi was favored for her charms, but they didn't know that the strong and reserved young Emperor was captivated by her at first sight...

Title: The Accidental Male Empress Synopsis: Lin Xuan, a top-tier hacker and modern-day troublemaker, wakes up in the body of a beautiful but absolutely useless male empress. The empire knows him as His Majesty's Delicate Flower-fragile, weak, and the biggest headache for the Emperor. However, Lin Xuan is none of those things. Armed with modern-day knowledge, sharp wit, and an unbeatable talent for stirring chaos, he refuses to be a tragic beauty waiting for his downfall. Instead, he turns the imperial palace upside down! Features of this chaotic mess: The Emperor, Feng Yuan, is cold and intimidating, but somehow always ends up in situations where he has to clean up Lin Xuan's disasters. The noble consorts and ministers hate Lin Xuan but can't outsmart his ridiculous schemes. The imperial guards are tired-because their empress keeps escaping the palace like a bandit. The eunuchs and maids secretly gossip about how their empress bullies the Emperor (it's true). The entire empire is confused-why is the once fragile empress now out-drinking soldiers, gambling with ministers, and winning street fights? Meanwhile, the Emperor, originally planning to get rid of him, finds himself... oddly entertained. And possibly falling in love with his absurd but unexpectedly brilliant empress. ---

"I will fuck you on top of the hills so that the whole kingdom can hear your screams." The story is based on historical fiction. If you are into enemies to lovers kind of story then this is the one for you. King Aditya is a cruel, fearless, and a warrior. He is the new king of Rudragarh and the words have spread all around the region of his cruelty and heartlessness. He is planning to rule all over the world. He thinks he has no weakness. He fears no man, he prays to no God and he doesn't have a heart so he doesn't love anyone but power. He is in a conquest to rule the world and kill his enemies. But little did he know that soon his life is going to take a turn and he is going to face something he never imagined he would ever face. This is a story of love and revenge. This is not your story. This is not my story. This is Avantika and Aditya's story and together they are going to change their destiny

Being the daughter of the infamous Villainess isn't as hard as it seems-especially when your mother is the epitome of grace, elegance, and an unshakable coldness. "Father! Mom! Let's all sleep together!" Like any child, I tried to mend the cracks between my parents for a happy ending. But life rarely goes as planned. The Crown Prince, Theodore De Aurelia. _________________________ Now, leaning against the cold stone of a pillar, I can't bring myself to meet Theo's piercing gaze. "Irene," he whispered, his grip tightening on my shoulders, his voice yearning and possessive. "Don't you dare think to leave me." But, I just wanted a happy ending!!

Liu Quiaqio, the Empress of the Jin Dynasty has given his heart, soul, and body to the emperor, he loved him to the point it exhausted him, but the cold emperor only had eyes for one person, and that person wasn't him, the warmth in his eyes when he looked at that person would never belong to him, the gentleness when he spoke to that person would never be heard by him until his death. "What wrongs have I committed, for you hate me this much? Did I do anything wrong for you to look at me with such contempt in your eyes? Was loving you such a sin?" I asked weakly "Your sin was that you loved somebody you weren't supposed to love," He responded coldly. 'He's right I squandered so much love on him that I did not have any left for my sons and my daughter, for the ones who truly cared about me. If I had one chance to make it up to them I would spend my whole life doing so' I thought as I closed my eyes and welcomed death or so I thought. *Not yet edited* My story! This is not translated nor does it belong to another author. #1 in male pregnancy- 2/5/22 #1 in children-2/25/22 #1 in regret- 4/18/22

original author: 姣姣月明 for offline purposes, not my original story. Su Yi was once a free-spirited cultivator who failed her tribulation and, through a stroke of fate, was transported into a Qing Dynasty novel. She became a cannon fodder female character who was treated as nothing more than a baby-making machine by her sister. The sister was the protagonist of this Qing Dynasty novel and, with the mindset of keeping the child while discarding the mother, ensured that the cannon fodder gave birth to a child and then died from severe postpartum bleeding. The protagonist naturally took over the child, becoming the boy's mother. However, after having her own child, she immediately turned into a wicked stepmother, stirring up trouble. Su Yi could understand every word, but when they were put together, she found it a bit confusing. Expecting her to follow the plot was probably a dream. She had been too hardworking before, but now she just wanted to be a salted fish without any ambition. She planned to mooch off the emperor for food and clothing, bask in his imperial aura, and enjoy the beauty of his harem to nurture her body and mind. Life was blissful. Emperor Kangxi suddenly gained the ability to read minds. Anyone within a meter of him or touching him would have their inner thoughts revealed to him. He discovered that the women in his harem were all wearing the skin of beauties while harboring malicious and scheming thoughts, which greatly annoyed him. Among them was an exception - his newly entered fragile and delicate beauty, whose affectionate and gentle gaze made his heart soften considerably. But while she claimed to love him, she was actually eyeing his harem in her heart. Upon closer inspection, he found that she looked just as 深情 (deeply in love) at the beautiful palace maids by his side! Su Yi justified herself with a straight face: "I'm just distributing my love equally to everyone." Kangxi: "What are you talking about ?!"

Shri Krishna, to save his citizens, establishes the magnificent city of Dwarka. Yet, even as he leads them to safety, the seeds of Adharma are sown. The Yadavas reel from the audacious theft of the Syamantak Mani, and the subsequent false accusations against the Lord himself. Dharma itself is thrown in disarray. The marriage of Draupadi to five Pandavas, while intended to uphold righteousness, blurs the lines of morality, leaving even the wisest sages grappling with the complexities of right and wrong. Awakened from years of oblivion, Krishneshwari too, bound by a promise from a previous life to aid Karn, is thrust into a moral quandary. How does one help someone who seems determined to make the wrong choices ? The warrior she pledged to support once is now entangled in wickedness, leaving her torn between keeping her word and the greater good. The irony, ofcourse, is not lost on anyone. Amidst this turmoil, Krishneshwari rediscovers her own love, Satyashree. The world witnesses the divine union of Krishna with Rukmini, Jambavati and Satyabhama, and celebrates the rise of Yudhishthir as the righteous king of Indraprasth.

Note: This is a translated novel by me. Title: 贵妃她千娇百媚 Ye Yun was supposed to be the prince's concubine, but due to the sudden death of the late emperor, her entry into the palace was delayed for over a year. She entered the palace with the new batch of maidens but was only given the rank of a sixth-class concubine, a Wanrong. The deep walls of the palace are cold and unforgiving-how can one survive without favor? Although the proud young emperor is hard to deal with, she must win him over! She is determined to live freely and happily in this deep palace, with her head held high!

In the divine realms, the Gods face a dilemma. Time is unravelling, the threads of Fate are tangled, and the human world is drifting farther from Dharma. Those destined for greatness and with Dharma in their hearts still fail to grasp its true meaning. The Gods realize that to set things right, they need more than just divine intervention-they need Fate. And so, they turn to Niyati, the embodiment of Fate, to rewrite the paths of mortals. But Niyati is not a force that bends easily. She is not a mere servant to the will of the Gods. She is eternal, impartial, and unyielding. Yet, the Gods plead with her to reincarnate, to take the form of a mortal woman, and to change the course of history. The struggle for Dharma has become a tangled web, and only Niyati has the power to guide it. Reluctantly, Niyati agrees, but not without her own reservations. She will reincarnate-but not alone. By her side is Narayan Krishna, the Supreme Being himself, who seeks to work through her to restore balance. Krishna's divine presence shapes the events of the Mahabharat, but Niyati's hand gently tugs the threads of destiny. As Niyati walks through the lives of kings, warriors, and sages, her decisions become the fulcrum on which the Fate of the Kurukshetra war tilts. She is not just a silent observer; she actively moulds the choices of the Pandavas and Kauravas, nudging them toward their ultimate destiny. But will she be able to guide them to understanding Dharma before it's too late? Or will the complexities of Fate itself prove too intricate to change? Through battles of war, wisdom, and sacrifice, Niyati and Krishna work together, forging a new path for humanity. The journey is not just one of war but of understanding-the battle for Dharma is fought not only on the field but in the hearts and minds of those who walk the earth.

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".