နက်ရှိုင်းအောင် + ငုဝါမောင်မောင်

18 year old Seven is the pride of 12th Street. With a 4.0 GPA, a clean record, and a future that stretches far beyond the projects, she's the "good girl" everyone points to. She lives her life by the book, tucked safely behind the protection of her brother, Serge, and the iron gate of her porch. She's a goldfish in a shark tank, and she knows it. But the walls Serge built are starting to feel thin. Ghost is the first crack in her foundation. He's Serge's right hand, a man who has known Seven since she was in pigtails. He's respectful, steady, and moves through their house with a silent, predatory grace. He knows the "don't touch" policy better than anyone, but the way he watches her from the kitchen door tells a different story. He's the familiar danger, the one who's always there, whispering that he sees the woman she's becoming. Then there is Lucky. If Ghost is the fire, Lucky is the cold, dark eclipse. As the man who runs the neighborhood, he doesn't come inside, and he doesn't play by anyone's rules, not even Serge's. He doesn't talk much. He doesn't have to, his presence is a loud enough statement. Seven is caught in the crosshairs of two different kinds of power. One man is her brother's best friend who respects the house, the other is the street legend who intends to own it. On 12th Street, loyalty is everything... but some temptations are worth the war.

"𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒? 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆." It's a blessing to be a living memory of those long gone. Dyanna Targaryen thought otherwise. She had been plagued by the shadows of the dead for as long as she had been alive. ─────── 𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙤𝙘 𝗮 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗲 full summary inside started: february 11 2026 completed: february 25 2026 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒

×Mature× > She died a jobless anime binge-watcher. She woke up a chubby, unwanted beast bride. Odette didn't ask for a second life-especially not in the body of a despised gray swan with five drop-dead-gorgeous beastmen husbands who can't even look her in the eye. Forgotten by her tribe, accused of crimes she didn't commit, and left to drown by the very men who vowed to protect her... it should've ended there. But fate-no, a shady cosmic system-had other plans. Armed with a cheat-like storage space, a secondhand body, and five cold marks on her hand proving none of her husbands ever claimed her, Odette decides it's time to rewrite this beastly romance into her own personal revenge story. Who needs loyalty when she can hoard hotter husbands? Who needs love when she can live deliciously petty? Let the ex-husbands regret. Let the new suitors line up. And let the Swan Queen rise-feathers, fat rolls, and all.

[Mind reading + system + group pet + traveling through a book + pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger] Qiao Jiaojiao had too many merits in her previous life, so the old King of Hell allowed her to reincarnate with her memories, and also gave her a golden finger for the merit mall. Qiao Jiaojiao was happily preparing to welcome a new life, but she found out that she was not reincarnated but traveled through a book! She was reincarnated into a passerby in an old romance novel who died at the age of three and had so few scenes that she only had one sentence. And her whole family of loyal ministers were cannon fodder, and all of them died a miserable death! [Dad, you are a great hero who is dedicated to the country and the people, but in the end you became a victim of political struggle and were beheaded at the Meridian Gate! ] [Mom, you were calculated by people with ulterior motives, and you became alienated from Dad. In the end, you died of depression due to excessive thinking.

A tale of a family which is nothing but chaos love each other but just ignore one of them ,Aadhya........

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. That was what they whispered about me. My mother was a dancer who seduced an Emperor to survive. I was the ignored princess who seduced a Prince to steal a throne. I thought I was the heroine of a romance novel. I thought if I smiled enough, schemed enough, and loved him enough, I would get my happily ever after. I was wrong. My sister was the beloved Cinderella. The Crown Prince was her Prince Charming. And I? I was just the wicked stepsister who got in the way. My reward for stealing the male lead was a hellish marriage, a cold bed, and a lonely death. Now, I have returned to the beginning. I'm done chasing fairytales. I'm done trying to be someone I'm not. This time, I won't go to the ball. I won't wear the glass slipper. I will just fade into the background and disappear. Or so I thought. "Careful, Your Highness." On the balcony where I tried to hide from the world, a hand caught me. It wasn't a Prince. It was a Knight I had never noticed before. I wanted to retire from this fairytale, but it seems the story isn't done with me yet

භවයෙන් භවේ පතා ආදරේ.... සදාකල් මිහිරියී....🥀🤍

After 10,000 years perfecting a single pill, Bai Fanxian emerges from seclusion to find the world has moved on without her. Cultivation is now rare and weak, True Alchemy have faded into legend, and the modern world has no idea what masters of the past could achieve. Armed with ancient mastery and unmatched power, she'll remind everyone why "Alchemy Empress" was once the most revered title in the cultivation world. ---------------------------------------------------------------- You can read 30+ more chapters on Patreon! Rate/Review if you're enjoying the story Patreon: patreon.com/LittleKnight (Link also in my profile)

"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)