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The youngest and most feared admiral in world history—Ravien Duskbane. Renowned for his brilliance as much as his ruthlessness. To him, nothing matters except power, control, and victory. But one night, he falls asleep and never wakes up. At least, not in his own world. --- When I opened my eyes, I was in an unfamiliar room. The first thing I felt was discomfort. Luxurious silk sheets. Gold-embroidered mirrors. Heavy velvet curtains. But that wasn’t what truly unsettled me. There was a large mirror in the corner of the room. And the person staring back at me… wasn’t me. Long, blood-red hair. Eyes of the same hue. This wasn’t my body. At first, I thought it was a dream. There could be no other explanation. But then—pain. A sharp, stabbing agony piercing through my skull. And with it, memories that did not belong to me flooded my mind. The Pendragon family. Noble blood. Yet a child seen as nothing but a stain. Nameless. A half-blood. A forgotten existence. Discarded at birth. Banished to a distant land. Erased from history. By the time the pain subsided, I understood the truth. This was the world of a novel I used to read whenever I was bored. The Dark Lands. And me? I was a mere extra. A nameless shadow never even mentioned in the story. At first, I was calm. But soon, the very existence of this body made me sick. Not from anger. Not from weakness. But from the sheer revulsion of being trapped in a body that wasn’t mine. I reject this. This body does not belong to me. And I will never accept anything that isn’t mine. So I chose to die. Without hesitation, I moved. I drove my hand straight into my heart. But I didn’t die. My breath caught. I tried again. And again. Over and over. But every single time, my wounds healed. It didn’t take long to understand why. In this world, every person is born with a unique, unchanging Fate Ability. And this body's ability? "Flesh, Blood, and Bone." It regenerates endlessly. No matter how much I cut, slash, or tear myself apart—death is impossible. But there must be a way. Someone in this world must be able to kill me. And then, a name came to mind. The protagonist. Perhaps he could end me. Wait. No. I refuse to die like that. To perish at someone else's hands without a fight, without struggle… That is beneath me. I am not someone who sits around waiting for salvation. If I truly wish to die, then first, I must rise to the top. Dying without battling the strongest beings in this world would be a disgrace. So, I will start with power. First, this kingdom. Then the continent. Then the entire world. I will rule, conquer, and seize everything. If I can truly reach the peak—then the strongest will come for me. And only then will I find someone worthy enough to kill me. Could there be a more honorable death than that?

The wind carried the scent of incense and blood as the once-quiet halls of the Vermilion Palace echoed with whispers of treachery. At its heart stood Queen Lian Yuhua, a woman born of divine blood, her beauty as ethereal as the moon over a jade lake. Yet, her throne was steeped in peril, her life threatened by unseen hands lurking in the shadows. Her fate was now bound to Wei Zhaoyun, an exiled warrior of the Xuanhua Sect, sworn to guard her until death or destiny claimed them both. Zhaoyun was a man of iron will, his presence akin to a silent storm. Garbed in dark robes embroidered with the sigil of a coiling dragon, his blade-Frost bane-rested ever at his hip, its steel humming with suppressed power. His past was shrouded in dishonor, a fallen disciple once meant for greatness, now tethered to a ruler who saw him as little more than a blade for hire. Yet, where distrust once reigned, necessity wove an unbreakable thread between them. The assassins of the Ghost Lotus Sect sought Lian Yuhua's life, and only Zhaoyun's skill in arts and spiritual cultivation could shield her from the daggers of fate. Through perilous nights and shadowed corridors, their partnership was tested-by demons, by duty, and by the unspoken emotions neither dared acknowledge. As the heavens waged war over their destinies, one truth became clear: neither was meant to stand alone. In a world of celestial beasts, forbidden techniques, and fractured loyalties, the Queen and her reluctant guardian would carve their own legend-one written in blood and bound by fate. "You expect me to kneel?" Zhaoyun's voice was like unsheathed steel, cold and cutting. "You are my guard, not my master," Lian Yuhua countered, her golden eyes unyielding. "You will protect me, or your life is forfeit." He hated her arrogance. She hated his defiance.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

Alessandro Santo Deluca the godfather of the Santo family. A mafia family is now taking part in the elections of Embroid Democratic Nation. He is trying to become the nation's head. The president of Embroid uses his powers as the leader of a mafia family using all the ties and connections he has but is getting stopped by all the other families and parties of the nation. Let's see how our main character Alessandro Santo Deluca a notorious godfather known by others for being ruthless and a piece of shit uses his acting and power to achieve his goals and complete his ambition.

In the world of Orodyk,a legend is quietly unfolding.Lin Tan,a name once mercilessly abandoned by fate,became a wandering spirit that even the gods could not detect.For a hundred years,he wandered like a ghost,witnessing the ugliness of the world and countless secrets,from the Pope's unknown love affairs to the carefully hidden figures of the saintesses. However,the God of Destiny did not seem to have completely abandoned him.By a stroke of luck,Lin Tan was reborn from a young knight who was killed by his uncle,and the mysterious"system"sleeping deep in his soul also awakened,which became the key for him to rewrite his fate. With the powerful strength of the"system",Lin Tan began his against-the-sky rise.He could train formidable armies that made the enemy tremble with fear.Crown knights,dressed in shining armor and holding sharp blades,wherever they went,the enemy would flee in panic;Gryphon knights soared in the sky,launching deadly attacks from high altitude,leaving the opponents nowhere to hide;and there were the legendary angels and dragon knights,who were like the gods descending to the battlefield,possessing the power to destroy the sky and the earth,and were enough to influence the direction of the battle. Legendary equipment and artifacts are no longer an unattainable fantasy.As long as there is enough system energy,Lin Tan can create them one by one to arm his army and territory,making every enemy tremble in front of these powerful weapons. Under his careful planning,the territory grew and strengthened rapidly,with abundant resources and a happy people,becoming a shining pearl in the world of Orodyk.And Lin Tan,the king who held the heavy troops and the artifacts,was filled with boundless ambition and a heart of glory,and embarked on the journey to conquer the whole world. He made a great wish:"My banner is embroidered with the emperor's scepter,and the whole world is just a gem on my crown.I spread my glory with my sword!"From a wandering spirit to a world-conquering emperor,how will Lin Tan step to the peak in this magical and fantasy world,and let his name be engraved in the long river of history and become an eternal legend?All of this will be revealed to you in the following story.

After he gets the tyrannical power of the Great Wyrm, Levi is opened to new worlds and meets with entities that threaten to wipe him out, embarking on a journey where he uncovers mysteries and secrets embroidered in the depths of history. Now fated to hunt or be hunted, this new power proves to be a gift and a curse. Can he survive when everyone wants a piece of him? The world no longer as we know it can be dangerous as it mirrors infinite possibility.

Just on the out skirts of the kingdom of Genfilheim and deep in the heart of the wild life, an entity has embroidered herself as the embodiment of fear in the hearts of the common folk. At the same time, a young oddball adventurer is capturing the various experiences he comes across in his worn-out book. One day the aloof adventurer with a hearty smile and a carefree stride, marches into the very forest ready to see this supposed demon. But what happens when he discovers a calm and stranger instead of the Blood Thirsty Beast ? Well, what ensues is a sugary yet chaotic adventure of two people, an immoral beast girl who has lived many lives and the bubbly young adventurer. A story which unravels into a bitter sweet perspective of life, the meaning of purpose along with an interesting promise. -The Promise to a Fulfilling Tomorrow.

She knelt on the floor of a huge palace in front of a man that sat on a golden throne. His robes were black with gold dragons embroidered on it. A sneer on his once handsome face. "How dare you!" He yelled nearly coming to his feet with anger. "You think you can deceive this Emperor!?" He screamed his voice growing louder and louder as he stared at the beautiful young General that knelt before him. 'A woman General?!' He thought so angry blood started to be seen at the corners of his mouth. 'I will never allow this!!' He screamed silently. He pointed at the kneeling girl, "Put her to death right here and now!" A guard rushed forward. The said girl sat back on her heels and looked the emperor a small smile on her lips as if she know something he did not. All the while her thoughts were. 'So this is how I die for the second time.' Then she smirked as she felt the sharp sword against her throat. "They dont call me the Blood Goddess for no reason your Highness." Was the last thing she said.

What awaits in the road ahead, I do not know, but surely something that has nothing to do with peace, goodness, or justice -- John Farrell Sitting in a large chair covered with a leopard-skin blanket, I drank red wine slowly, letting the hot liquor warm my chest and relax my tired body. Shoulder gentle press, can relax my tight muscles, I looked behind the moon sakura, after many years, this from childhood to take care of my sister's wife, massage technology or as good as I was a child, but also to me back with a gentle smile. Not only the moon cherry...... I glanced at the many women in the room, they are doing their own things, peaceful and carefree appearance of happiness, it is hard to believe that we have gone through so much ups and downs. Fox ears long tail half beast beauty, sitting on a rattan chair to take a nap, open half of the book, placed on her full chest, people can not be attracted by the towering sexy curve. The fairy girl with pointed ears and blue eyes, holding a fine needle in her hand, made embroideries one by one, and occasionally rubbed her tired eyes. The horn-haired dragon lady, polishing her sword with cotton cloth, would occasionally cast her eyes on the cradle opposite her, and on the old enemy beside it. Next to the cradle, a young girl with huge breasts, holding a short blade, is always guarding the name of me and her most beloved person in the cradle. On the luxurious carpet embroidered with the pattern of a hundred phoenixes, a pair of angels with folded wings whisper, their looks and bodies are identical, but their reactions when they are indulged in happiness are completely different. ... I looked around the room again, at them, at the others, and quickly glanced at some of the names already inscribed on the memorials. When I met my wives, they gave me a nod, a smile, a glance, and a little red lips, an undisguised hint of flirtation. My stories with them are enough to fill dozens of thick books. There are childhood sweethearts, mutual support in adversity, bitter resentment and deep love. The love story between my wives and me, like my martial arts, covers most parts of the earth and is still talked about by people there today.

“You are weak…. You know nothing of strength, Strength of mind, Strength of body, …Of conviction, You have no spirit… Alas there is nothing I can teach you..” ======================================= Synopsis: Will is reborn in a fantasy world like the ones in RPG’s he used to play. As an orphan ward of the monastery, Will spends years learning the way of his adopter’s traditions and disciplines honing both body and mind to prepare him for the outside world. But will he ever be truly ready? … Backstory: After his death, a young failure is reincarnated into a fantasy medieval world as “William Warson” a child left in a monastery by his parents shortly after his birth. The monastery is full of warrior monks who seek physical and mental strength through spiritual enlightenment, known as the monastic warrior priests of the Storm gods of yore. Several centuries after the calamity, these monks guard the Stormlord’s artifact… Will’s name was left embroidered on the blanket when he was a child, but his last name was given to him by his mentor Kyord.

The ancient evil god that sleeps in the abyss has awakened, the evil one who always exists in people's hearts, unaware that the spirit eats away and slowly becomes mad in every miserable human heart. In this world where there is not only darkness but also light, the fully equipped dark knight was walking his staff in the dark, someone's red tattered tights were hanging. On a shelf in the middle of the hallway, there's a spider in the middle of his chest tumbling all over the city trying to play the part of a good neighbor. The smart, philanthropic, rich man has an advanced armor for protecting the world, at the end. nothing could compare to what seemed to be the god of the world, a symbol of hope that was not of this planet, the letter "S" embroidered on it across the chest, the red cape fluttering like the rays of the sun. .. No one would have expected that, behind a seemingly normal person sitting in front of a computer screen immersed in a game, was a young man controlling

A tale of a young girl as she goes on her journey... ~ Alternate synopsis (Chapter 13): "Let me tell you about something of mine old friend, something that I have never told anyone, not even the most loyal of my servants know. Will you listen?" "Do go ahead." "It started long ago when I wanted to find a way to allow humans to be free from pain and death. I was on one of my travels when I came across a little child, she couldn't have been more than an infant, presumably abandoned. So I took her in. I wanted to make an elixir that could eradicate all disease and allow a person to live on, for a long time." "You know that such a medicine is impossible, what you are talking about can only ever exist in the legends and myths." "Oh is it…" *There are slow updates Disclaimer: If you're in it for action scenes or fast-paced storytelling, this is probably not your cup of tea. ~ Title picture from Pinterest ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/pwcWpvJUva ~ If you like my work: ko-fi.com/littleredblossom

Drifting off from a cliff... a perilous fall That is the only glimpse of what Mahalia went through before waking up on a world entirely different from what she remembers. Is she dreaming? Because right now, with a satin elegantly embroidered white dress up to her toes, a crown made of little flowers, and her dark hair curled and braided with little shiny beads; she's dressed in an entirely different way. As if she's in those 'kingdoms' she usually see or read in fictional movies and books she loves.

Regia looked around the large room. It was a huge paradox of what she was used to. It had a large vanity embroidered with silver and marble and a grand styled decor. She moved closer to the large bed in the centre of the room. Its sheets had been rolled back invitingly and it was an invite that she couldn't resist. She crawled on the bed and laid on its soft sheets, adoring its feeling against her skin. She didn't know when or how she fell asleep afterwards. A hand slowly tapped her and she fluttered her eyes open. The duke of Albania stood observing her,his hands pulled to his back. She sat up with a start and quickly got of the bed. She didn't need a soothsayer to tell her he was the man she had been waiting for. She curtsied with as much grace as she owned and greeted him. "Good afternoon sire". He frowned at her which made her breath hitch. " Good afternoon?, girl it is evening already",he remarked quite harshly. Her eyes widened and she turned to look out the window. She didn't know she had slept that long. The room was lit by an array of gorgeous lantern in the wall. She bowed slightly,tendering her apology. He let out a low scoff before asking, "Is this what you want to wear to sleep?", he asked causing her to look at her gown. She was still wearing the gown she wore after the change. She had been waiting for him so that they could go and eat together but it seemed like he wasn't interested in food at the moment. She watched him head to her bed to sit. He sat and frowned again seeing her stand in the same position. " Well,won't you change to your night gown",he said breaking into her thought. She quickly regained her composure, bowed tendering her apology, and dashed to her observatory veiled with long decorated satin curtains. She saw her night shift already folded and carefully placed on a table beside her bathtub. She quickly slipped out of the heavy clothe she was laden with and wore the white,transparent gown reserved for her. She swallowed as she observed herself in the standing mirror placed in the observatory. The clothe clung to her in all the right places and it perfectly matched her skin. She knew that whoever placed it there had an eye for beauty. She held her breath as she tried to get her thoughts composed. She muttered encouraging words to herself as she sought to return to the Duke. She had already kept him waiting for far too long. She walked in careful strides as she pulled back the curtain and walked towards the bed. The Duke was lying down on the bed now, facing the ceiling. She stopped a few inches afar and called out. "Sire, I am now changed". She waited for a response for a few seconds and on not getting any repeated her statement. He still didn't respond causing her to furrow her brows. She wondered if he fell asleep in his wait. She walked over to him and tapped him gently. He still didn't make a move and his eyes were closed. She trailed his hands to under the sheets. He was unusually quiet and she wasn't even sure she could hear him breathe. She put her hand under the sheets and drew out his hands. What she saw next caused her to shriek in fear. She saw that his hands was covered in his own blood. She pulled the sheets down completely and saw that he had been stabbed by a knife,laying in a pool of his own blood. She fell back in fear,feeling a sinking feeling rise in her chest as her breathing became uneven in panic. She wanted to ran out to call for help but her body refuses to move,reminding her if the implication of her action if she did so. She had nowhere to run or who to talk to that would believe her. She shook her head vehemently,running her hands roughly through her hair. She steeled herself with a new resolution, reminding herself that crying or panic would solve nothing. She stood up and quickly calculated her next line of action. She decided to leave the building and the town as a whole,knowing that her very life was on the line.

What happens when you wake up in another body? What happens when the body you have waken up from belongs to the Empress of the Ming kingdom? These questions can only be answered by Ying Xiaofan. A young girl from Beijing, China. *** Ying Xiaofan: A young girl of 25years. A model. She's nameless and fatherless but what happens when she disappears on her birthday? *** Qing Xiuying: The current Empress of the Ming kingdom. She's married to the great Emperor Ju-Long but is only occupying the sit. *** Ju-Long: The youngest Emperor in the Ming kingdom, Who's name means "As powerful as dragon" depicts that very impact as he has conquered many battles and brought home the victory. *** Jin Yushen: The man in Xiaofan's world. Powerful and aloof, are the best words to describe him with. *** This story is a time travel novel... Both MCs are from different world, do not get confused! *** "Your highness..." The head maid bowed to her, "Your bathtub has been prepared... This way." She indicates to the door and Xiuying eyesight follows. Thirty Seconds... One Minute... Three Minutes... The maid looks up to see the Empress inspecting her every being and her heart leaps... "Your highness... His Royal Majesty has arrived!" The eunuch announced the Emperor's arrival. He walks in and the head maid moves to the side, she bows and flee. Empress Xiuying hoists her eyes up from his neat white socks and slowly but gradually it gets to his eyes... Their eyes meets for the very first time and her heart leaps at the sight of the great Emperor before him. He was adorned in a red robe with dragon beautifully embroidered on his flat stomach. — She decided to take a stroll around the palace. In a field, she examined the young lads with eyes filled with lust. She bit her lips seductively and narrowed her eyes. "These young boys are sexy...I want to taste and ravish them all! Ahhh! They look delicious! Yum!" Maid Yue watched with her eyes popping out. 'What is the Empress spouting?' "Hey you!" Xiaofan raised her voice and all eyes turned toward her, "Not you, you!" She raised her head arrogantly. "Come serve me tonight and I will reward you!" Everyone: "..." ____ A domineering Male Lead but read along as THE EMPRESS tames him! ____ A man with authority and power, but the little affection from Xiaofan swayed him. There's comedy, love, war, schemes and a slow paced romance, please do not get bored! Corrections are always welcome! *** Join the discord fanmily: https://discord.gg/sPJ3yyj and leave your complaints. The more the collections & votes the more the chapters.(shameless) ### Let love lead!

A princess from the steppe on the run finds herself fighting for survival, revenge and power in the imperial palace. Princess Atu, the daughter of the Khan of the Tumed Borijigit Clan, never imagined that she would one day be forced out of her clan with a target on her back. Seeking to survive and exact vengeance, she defects to the imperial palace. Will new revelations, long-lost relations and the pheonix throne throw her off track?

" what's your name" was the first sentence that led me to a life with him. My brother and I, orphaned at a young age of thirteen and fifteen respectively, have lived our lives under those who consider themselves strong and powerful. Abuse and maltreatment was all we faced. No one to care, no one to protect us. We were our own strengths, never to be broken apart or that would be the end of us. Taken hostage by a perrusian master during the war of the lords. We served him in any and every way possible. From his bed to hard labour. It wasn't easy especially for my younger brother so I took the lead of doing all the hard work while he took the mild ones that needed less strength. That way, I could be sure that he was in a better state than I was. The presence of demon lords in the bar we served was the aid we craved for. Things seemed more easier as the demon lords were wealthy and a bit compassionate. But what I could never have imagined, happened. Being a demon's beloved, I still marvel at that. A/N:_18+ Don't read if your not a fan of BL

Sulí woke up from chaos without any memories, and without a system on her, simply living through each life cycle indifferently, guided by some mysterious force. Slowly, she realized that in every life, her identity was that of a supporting character with a bad ending... A wife discarded by her husband, The leading student led astray, An ordinary girl taken down by vanity, A childhood friend with toxic tendencies, Romances entangled with embroidered balls, The so-called phoenix men... After countless lifecycles, amassing immense merit and golden radiance, Sulí found out that things were far from being as simple as she thought.

Jiang Ning limped out of her quarters one day and entered the Jiang family's second courtyard, just as the Emperor was selecting a concubine for Prince Yu.  Noble ladies from high-ranking families put in their best efforts to participate in the selection, but the flower fell on Jiang Ning, who was merely there to watch the spectacle.  Jiang Ning was confused. She dared not let Prince Yu be a scapegoat, so she tried every possible way to tell everyone she was pregnant. However, no one believed her.  When she vomited after eating, they laughed at her for feigning illness. When she felt tired, they laughed at her for pretending to be delicate. When her belly grew larger, they laughed at her for overeating.  When Jiang Ning wanted a doctor's confirmation, all eighteen doctors she consulted had the same opinion: "You're just eating too much!" The fifth prince, Prince Yu, was a dashing and handsome young man. He exuded an air of sophistication and regal beauty. This was how the common people of Chang'an City typically described him.  But the real Prince Yu was cold and ruthless, using women without any emotional attachment.  He knew that the second madam of the Jiang family was the Emperor's secret love, and he also knew that the daughter recently brought back by the Jiang family looked exactly like the second madam in her youth.  So, even though the girl had a limp, he still tossed the embroidered flower in his hand into her lap. After their marriage, he knew she was just a pawn. But for the sake of the throne, he had to pretend to cherish her even though he detested her, until...

Qiao Jinniang's parents passed away the moment she came of age. For the sake of inheriting a restaurant, she had no choice but to ‘recruit’ a husband who would take her family name. Who knew that her husband, who looked like a banished immortal, was an ingrate? He snatched her child away and left behind a divorce letter. Qiao Jinniang became the butt of every joke in Lin’an City. Seeing that her uncle was about to take her parents' blood, sweat, and tears for himself, the son of the Prefect of the Superior Prefecture wanted to take her in as a concubine. However, a horse carriage sent from the Marquis arrived in Chang'an City. An old lady servant clad in an embroidered robe walked up to her and called her "Young Miss". It was only then that Qiao Jinniang realized that she was the eldest daughter of the principal wife of Marquis Anyuan. Back then, when the marchioness gave birth to her, she encountered a robber. At that time, a jealous concubine switched out her daughter with the chef's daughter. Therefore, a divorced female chef who had already given birth entered the capital. Everyone was waiting to see this real heiress make a fool of herself. They were secretly guessing when the real heiress would be abandoned by the Marquis. Yet, they failed to expect Qiao Jinniang to open up a restaurant in Chang'an using her amazing culinary skills. Even His Majesty showered her with praise. She was pampered by everyone in the Marquis' residence. Those long-tongued women in Chang'an City said sourly, "So what if a woman gets pampered at home? She's long past the age of 18 and has already given birth. Who will marry her?" The Marquis found Qiao Jinniang quite a few husbands. However, despite many marriages being in discussion, none of them went smoothly. As the marchioness's face was covered in tears, the fake daughter said she wanted to give Qiao Jinniang her husband instead. Qiao Jinniang took the rolling pin and kicked open the Eastern Palace's main door. "Since you've already divorced me, why are you still ruining my marriage?" A certain crown prince said, "How can we let the mother of the royal grandson marry someone else?!"

Gu Yunjiao, the daughter of a prominent medical family, was reborn with a pharmacy. She became a young village woman who was widowed on her wedding night. Her biological father disappeared, her mother was a crybaby, her in-laws considered her an unlucky omen, and there were even lustful men with ill intentions watching her closely. Life was tough. Fortunately, her mother-in-law was formidable, and her siblings were supportive. Her family members were very protective of her. Her mother-in-law made a deal with her: if she could uphold her chastity for three years, she would be set free. Three years later, she had become a renowned divine physician and a wealthy woman. She packed her belongings to seek her freedom, but her family members all cried and wailed. A certain incredibly handsome man held her tightly and said, "You can't leave! You've examined my body, so you're responsible for me!" Gu Yunjiao counted on her fingers and retorted, "When I was treating patients, I've seen at least eighty, if not a hundred men." The man covered her mouth and said, "They were all patients; only I am a man." Later, there was a legend in the capital city that the young and handsome Prime Minister was afraid of his wife. "

# 1V1 She was married, but the promise was ended with divorce papers. In her despair, she accidentally slept with Mr. Mo. He was the most eligible bachelor of the capital; the prince on a white horse every lady dreams of... But after he met her by chance, he was unable to pry himself away from her. Someone asked, “Mr. Mo, people are saying that you lost a lot because you married a divorcee with three children. What is your opinion on this matter?” Mo Hanchen: They are all mine!

Nan Baoyi grew up spoiled and in a life of luxury but she did not expect to marry the wrong person and ended up with the destruction of her family. This time when she was reborn, she bit her handkerchief and secretly targeted the lowly adopted son in her residence. Only she knew that the down-and-out looking young man would have a bright future and be a powerful man eventually. She changed her spoilt and domineering attitude and be humble and gentle to the future powerful minister, pleasing him in every possible way. It was a pity that he was like a flower in the high mountains and still always ignored her. She was finally discouraged and planned to find another person to rely on when that fierce and brilliant powerful minister suddenly nullified her chosen husband with a swift move. He leaned against the embroidered couch and lazily stretched out his leg towards her and said, “Jiaojiao, come here, let Second Brother hug you…”

# REGENT # TWO-FACED A pregnant Jiang Ning limped into the Jiang family’s second home and met with the emperor, who was looking for a concubine for Prince Yu. Ladies from all the noble families participated in the selection, doing the best they could, but the flower landed on Jiang Ning, who was only watching for fun. Jiang Ning: ??? She didn’t want Prince Yu to be forced to take responsibility for her and her unborn child, so she tried her best to tell them that she was pregnant, but the whole world wouldn’t believe it. When she ate and threw up, they laughed and said she was pretending to be sick. When she was sleepy, they laughed and said she was pretending to be weak. When her belly grew bigger, they laughed and said she had eaten too much. Jiang Ning wanted doctors to look at her for proof, but all eighteen doctors that came agreed at the same time: “You’ve eaten too much!” *** Prince Yu was a handsome and confident young man. He raised his eyes to look at the blue sky, shining like a jade tree with a light breeze blowing past. That was the impression the imperial family and the people of Chang’an City had of him, the fifth prince. However, the real Prince Yu was ruthless and cruel, and he used women without hesitation. He knew that the Jiang family’s second madam was the emperor’s dream woman and that the Jiang family’s daughter whom they had just recovered looked exactly the same as the second madam when she was young. So, even though the girl was crippled, he threw the embroidered flower in his hand at her. *** After getting married, he knew that he had received the burden of her and her unborn child, but for the sake of the throne, even though he loathed her to the core, he had to pretend to pamper her, up until…

Helina is a 17 year old girl who is living on her own . On day while walking in a park she finds a brown paper packet containing a platinum ring studded with three diamonds, three telephone numbers scribbled on a slip of paper, and a handkerchief with the letter E and Q embroidered on it. Read this book to know how she tries to return it and how it gets her involved in solving the mystery of a missing person.

William Park, a 27 years old CEO of Park Corporation, a multinational company in Z Country was gifted with handsome look and wealth. He made many women and bent men fall in love with him. His cold and indifferent demeanor amplified his halo, making his dead-brain worshippers even crazier. He didn't have many hobbies, only one but it made people wonder. He liked... no... He loved embroidery. As people would associate embroidery as women's work, he didn't care about it. What he knew and care was: He love to embroider. After meeting his other half, he developed a new hobby that was: to be teased by his wife. His love for embroidery was completely replaced by his love to his cute little wife. Elena Park, a 25 years old independent woman, once known as campus belle and one of the geniusses in the history of Imperial University. She was well- versed in many things. She was warm and seemed naive outside but she was calculative and cunning inside. She worked as a forensic pathologist in a federal government agency. She was also an accomplished hacker that assist government to handle major criminal cases. She didn't have any hobbies before she met her handsome and wealthy husband. Now, she liked to bully...she liked to tease her husband. She loved him so much that she couldn't control her urge to tease him. ... "You are a sissy!" stated Elena. Wife, I'm not a sissy. Sissy's birdie will never react against you but can you see mine?" replied her husband while pointing at a huge bulge underneath the towel wrapped around his waist. " Wow, it's huge." blurted Elena. She shamelessly stared at the bulge. Her eyes were similiar to a wolf that look at its prey. Her husband, upon receiving such praise from the wife couldn't help but blushed. His face and ears turned red as the heat in his body rose. He looked at Elena with accusing look on his face while pointing his index finger at her. "You...you must be responsible." "Responsible for what?" "Responsible for teasing me!" answered the husband in matter-of-factly tone. Elena nodded, "En. Let's go." The man didn't expect her to agree easily. He grinned widely as he followed Elena to their bedroom. Only if he knew he was about to be completely toppled by her prowess, he would definitely prepare himself in advance. ### The cover is not mine. It belongs to the rightful owner. (Please contact me if you want to remove it)

An unexpected good luck, the whole mountain village fell into the curse of death. Horrible embroidered shoes, the bizarre Gujing female corpse, catastrophe is inevitable. I bear my fate, and I can only divide yin and yang with blood.

When reserved college student Aiko discovers a mysterious spool of silver thread at a flea market, she's warned, "This thread binds souls that need each other. But unraveling it comes at a great cost." Unable to resist, she embroiders a lotus into her scarf, summoning Kaito, a charming man who claims to be who she needs, her protector from the sinister Black Lotus Syndicate, a shadowy group that seeks to exploit her newfound power for their own gain. As danger looms, Aiko must determine whether Kaito is her guardian or has his own hidden motives. In a world where embroidery holds the key to destiny, will Aiko weave her own fate or become entangled in a web of deceit?

Waking up alone and surrounded by rotting corpses, Kei finds himself embroidered in a war between the holy countries of Valydria and Esmoge. He fights in order to escape from this hellish battlefield and start his life a new, but fate has other ideas... With no memory of his past. He's forced to pickup a weapon at a young age and fight for his freedom. Kei's journey to escape this hellish battlefield is full of challenges. After much hardships and bloodshed, he finally escapes to the peaceful world outside. He trades his sword for love, only to find that the world outside the battlefield isn't as peaceful as it seems. As the secrets of his past is slowly unraveled, Kei had no choice but to once again take hold of his weapon and walk further and further down the abyss.

Was he the strongest? NO. what about most famous? also, N.O. Then what was he? he was a gentleman like no other and made sure everyone knew it. With an abyssal black and gold embroidered suit, his presence was more than just pronounced, and of course he was a damn smartass too. A face that made one feel inferior. An aura to make ones need buckle. And an indomitable ego that even a god would feel suffocated by. Username: Gentle-death