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A Maid Was More Of A Calling Than A Princess

I WAS TRANSMIGRATED INTO A WORLD OF CULTIVATION

> After dying in a tragic accident while saving a child, Wang Hao wakes up in the body of a frail boy named Shi Yao in a cultivation world known as Tianlun. This world is divided into six continents, and Shi Yao finds himself in the weakest of them — the Southern Kingdom. To his dismay, he inherits a body with shattered meridians, rendering him unable to cultivate and viewed as useless by those around him. Initially cared for by a mysterious, strong young woman who calls herself his sister, Shi Yao begins to piece together the tragic life his new body endured — orphaned, bullied, and left powerless in a world where might is everything. Despite his despair, he remains unwilling to give up. He searches for a system or advantage like those found in stories, but nothing comes. His chance comes unexpectedly. After being gravely injured during a beast attack while walking with a village boy named Li Wuji, Shi Yao is rescued by a dying cultivator named Bai Ling. In his final moments, Bai Ling gifts him the Heaven Devouring Pulse Art, a forbidden technique that allows him to absorb the energy of others and use it to strengthen himself. Alongside this, he implants a Meridian Seed into his body — a final, painful chance to rebuild what was lost. As Shi Yao endures the agony of regeneration, he steps onto a dark and uncertain path. His journey is no longer about survival — it's about defying fate, challenging the heavens, and discovering what price he's willing to pay for power ............ Dear readers, I want to thank you for giving my story a chance. This is my very first webnovel, and while the beginning may not be perfect, I promise you'll see steady growth and improvement as the journey unfolds. I’m constantly learning and evolving with each chapter. So stay with me, and let’s walk this path together.
fearless1ab · 17.6K Views

Royal Secret: I'm a Princess!

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.
sola_cola · 5.6M Views

More Than A Baby Mama: Less Than A Wife (A Vintage Love)

There's nothing more important than love, Mila always told herself. Even when her boyfriend cheated on her and accused her of stealing, leading to her being fired, Mila still held onto her belief. For a 24-year-old young woman to survive in a big city where she knew nobody but her cheating boyfriend, Mila had to look for work elsewhere not just anywhere, but The Montclair Club. For one night, she served as a salesperson for the launch of a new wine. As the saying goes, (In vino veritas) Truth in wine. Mila's truth was letting her hair down and having fun just for one night. The innocent woman had her own taste of a 'one wild night.' The result? A positive pregnancy test. Mila became pregnant by the hot-tempered, international playboy and heir of the Montclair Conglomerate, from a family of old money. Zyran Ciro Montclair is known to have a special hatred for the words family and poor. He only believes that the poor are leeches and liars. At the moment, the luxury of pride wasn't something Mila could afford. Jobless, pregnant, and left alone in the big city, Mila decided to go after her baby's daddy. Even if he might reject her, she had to try. And somehow, in her pursuit, she ended up on the early morning news: 'Noblesse Oblige: Montclair Heir to Marry an Unknown Poor Country Girl. It's giving Rich Prince and The Pauper. A 21st-century Fairytale.' What could possibly go wrong? you may ask. Stepping into the rarefied and unhinged world of the Montclairs, Mila realized that their realm wasn't the same as her world of black and white. Her perception of life was turned upside down, and she couldn't help but wonder. What could be so poisonous yet so good as power and money? Will Mila's love endure when faced with Zyran's 12 rules for their marriage, including the humiliating demand of: Rule No 6: “Submission is key: When I say kneel, you'll drop to all fours. Don't question it, just obey.” Will she allow herself to be consumed by the corruption that comes with wealth, or will she spread her innocence and show Zyran a world where people don't have to be used? Can their love survive the poisonous influences of power and money? . . . . . . Instagram account: Pluma_W143 Facebook page: Plumadidi Tiktok: @Plumadidi Cover belongs to me. Art by Kelveendraws
Pluma_W143 · 218K Views

She wasn’t just a maid , she was mine

Jin was still sleeping peacefully…she walked up to him .looking at his peaceful face . She was captivated again ….she was about to touch his face when she hesitated as she didn't want to wake him not knowing he was already awake. She was about to go when her wrist was pulled making her fall on the huge bed . "Y…yo…you …what are you doing ?"Mian asked . " shhhh" Jin shushed her with his eyes half closed . She was about to get off the bed when her waist was pulled back . " How was your meet up yesterday? " he asked smiling behind her neck . Mian was trying to focused " it went well" she said . " can I have a morning kiss ? " Jin asked " wash up first …" she said smiling . " so ..if I wash up ..will I get a kiss ?" Jin asked Mian nodded . He quickly went to wash up and came back he didn't even button up his robe . Mian was still waiting as he told her to wait for him. She was standing looking at a picture that pop on his phone wallpaper when a message was sent to him . It was a picture of him and his mom smiling . " He looks so much like his mom " she thought and smiled . When Jin popped behind her and snaked his hands around her waist. She was startled . " I ..I .. wasn't peeping into your phone …the picture on it just captivated me …" she said . " I didn't ask you to explain …it's fine " Jin said smiling . " where's your mom? " Mian asked him " she's in the Uk …if you are eager to see her …she might visit soon ." he said smiling . " Now where's my kiss? " Jin asked shamelessly. Mian turned to look at him …she looked at him from head to toe .he didn't button up his robe revealing his chest . " Dont be a lazy boy and put on some cloths " she said pushing him to his closet . Jin reacted when he was called a boy . " boy??" He turned and looked at her make Mian startled . " say that again " he said taking steps forward and making her step backwards. Mian who noticed he was triggered….and wanted to tease him . She kept a distance between them " I said don't be a lazy boy …." She couldn't finish her words when Jin pulled her to himself and carried her to sit on the mirror counter . He looked and smiled as he loved the way she was getting comfortable around him . He leaned in on her " call me a boy again " he said as he leaned closely . " what ? " she said smiling and held the collar of his robe with her face flushed ….because of his revealing chest. " aren't you a bo…" she couldn't finish when he kissed her as if he was reading her lips to just say the word "boy". She didn't push him away …as he kissed her . He felt her surrender as she snaked her arms around his neck …he took this opportunity to kiss her to his heart content . He wasn't comfortable as her knee were as if they were pushing him away . His placed his hands on her thighs …but she didn't resist as he opened the space between her legs and fit himself in while holding her waist still kissing her . He gripped her thighs firmly, guiding her legs up and wrapping them snugly around his waist. The soft friction of her skin against his sent a delicious jolt through his spine. His mouth was already on hers—fevered, insistent, like he was trying to memorize the taste of her. Mian gasped softly into the kiss, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt, crumpling it between her fists. Her eyes fluttered shut as she melted into him.
STAYCE · 7.7K Views
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