Bedhead Pajamas

One moment, Jia Lan was a modern city girl with perfect skin, soft hands, and zero survival skills. The next? She’s in the 1970s—inside a novel—as the youngest daughter of a powerful and wealthy urban family. She’s not the heroine. In fact, the hardworking female lead and righteous male lead are out there suffering through life, trying to "earn" a future in the city. Jia Lan? She just woke up in silk pajamas, got pampered by her entire family, and activated a daily check-in system that hands her perks for simply… showing up. Visit the kitchen? Gain cooking skills. Lounge in the courtyard? Glowing skin. Exist gracefully? Congratulations, you’ve leveled up again. While others chase opportunities and eat bitterness, Jia Lan is over here sipping tea, casually unlocking cheat codes, and getting praised for walking downstairs. Spoiled? Yes. Vulgar? Never. Plot-hungry? Absolutely not. She’s not here to steal anyone’s story. She’s just here to live her best life—gracefully, beautifully, and with a faint scent of jasmine. Too bad everyone else can’t stop staring.

In the blood-soaked shadows of Ancient Japan, one name struck terror into the hearts of daimyō and demons alike. Akira Minato, King of the Shinobi. He slaughtered ten thousand Taira Samurai with his bare hands. He burned Demon Temples, butchered Shoguns and painted shrines with their entrails. He was the true legend of Japan, the nightmare everybody prayed to be delivered from. One quiet night, while chasing a mysterious treasure, he stumbled upon the Ultimate Oni. His escape plan backfired, and he was forced to seal it with his own soul, accidentally dying in a so-called "glorious sacrifice." And then he woke up in 2025 Tokyo. In a teenage body. Wearing cat-print pajamas. With his powers sealed. And outside, monsters were growing more aggressive. JINKOKU, the Monster Hunting Authority of Japan, was recruiting anyone who can fight them… even if they keep asking dispatch for backup to fight 'those cursed giant centipede monsters under the station.' With no powers, no money, and no way home, Akira Minato had no choice but to take up the blade once more, this time as a registered monster hunter. He would reclaim his strength, find a way back to his era, and if fate was merciful, win the heart of the girl who looked exactly like the one he failed to save. Same voice. Same face. Same name: Princess Yuki. He was once the hegemon of the ninja world. Now he’s broke, underpaid, and hopelessly in love with the nation’s Princess. But even in this ridiculous age… You will call him Shinobi-sama.

In the sacred kingdom of Elysera, under a sky blessed by twin suns and songs of angels, the Great Holy Ritual of Summoning was finally completed. A blinding pillar of light exploded at the center of the Grand Cathedral. The High Saintess Seraphiel, a woman of divine beauty and infinite patience, stepped forward with grace. Beside her stood the Female Chosen One, a young warrior with a silver sword and an expression sharp enough to cut demons. The light faded, revealing their long-awaited savior. The Male Chosen One. But what emerged from the divine light… was not what they expected. A young man in ragged pajamas, holding a manga in one hand and mumbling something about “panty shots,” stood blinking in the holy chamber. "HOLY CHOSEN ONE!" Seraphiel announced, her voice echoing through the stained glass halls. "Yo," said the man, scratching his butt. "Wait, is this… an isekai? SWEET! Are there elves?" Seraphiel, maintaining her saintly calm, bowed slightly. "Brave one, your destiny is to defeat the Demon King and save our world—" Before she could finish, the Male Chosen One turned and locked eyes with the Female Chosen One. Then—without hesitation—he lunged forward and tried to lift her skirt. Time seemed to slow. A hush fell across the cathedral. SLAP! The sound echoed like divine thunder. THWACK! A well-aimed kick launched the pervert into a stained glass window featuring the image of a benevolent angel. He crashed through it and landed in the holy fountain. "B-BUT THAT’S HOW IT STARTS IN THE MANGA!" he sputtered, coughing water. The Female Chosen One, glaring, muttered, “That’s the Demon King, right? We summoned the wrong guy.” Seraphiel pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “...Perhaps fate has a sense of humor.” And so began the chaotic journey of a very perverted "hero", a holy saintess barely holding it together, and a Female Chosen One who seriously considered joining the demon army instead.

I asked for a better life. The universe gave me magic, a tower, and... a death flag. When 28-year-old Lyra wished for a richer, sexier, and more exciting life, she didn’t expect to wake up as a baby in a fantasy novel she barely remembers. Now reborn as Lysara Aetheria, the forgotten daughter of a powerful duchy, she’s been given a second chance—along with a suspiciously generous supply of divine magic, spirit powers, and sarcasm. The problem? She’s a background character fated to die at age ten. The solution? Step 1: Avoid all main characters. Step 2: Live a quiet, lazy, luxury life growing magical tomatoes. Step 3: Stay out of the plot. Entirely. Too bad fate has other plans. Can a pajama-wearing, tower-dwelling introvert rewrite her story, dodge her doom, and maybe—just maybe—fall in love along the way?

Originally just a little BL smut for my self fun [The male lead is gay and the novel will contain explicit sexual content in few chapters] Victor - or Vi, was a baby happened to be found by a herb gatherer, in some wooden basket in the middle of nowhere. He ends up in an orphanage - growing well under Mother Anise care with his siblings until he eventually got adopted at 10. 'Dont forget to write to us okay!', Ray, a 10 years old boy who grew up with the other orphans represented the family of current 14 people. Vi entered the carriage of the local lord, Lord Miaster. He got intrigued by the violet eyes and white hair - a characteristic of an ancient tribe of 'human', made by Selena the Moon Goddess Herself. He loves ancient history of the Erde - the world they are in. Although... in just 2 years, the Lord's family, was eventually executed for 'treason' under a cover of 'accident'. Vi was not informed of the political matters early on, and he too never cared for it - and aren't really aware of what his adoptive parent did to warrant their ending. He eventually got displaced into the slums when he was just 12. The slums aren't as bad under the policies of the kingdom. There's even a newly built public bathhouse and small hospital for them recently. Thankfully, he had learn basics to magic in those 2 years and manage to get by by himself for awhile doing chores for the adventurer guild. They restrict magic beasts hunting and exploration for those under 15 so although Vi thinks he could do it with his skills, he can only do chores for a while. After a month of settling himself, he writes a letter to the orphanage, to tell about things that had happened. Usually mother Anise reply would reach in 2 weeks or so... but he never got a reply. He ride the carriage across 2 towns and reached the place... only to find in horror the building was scorched and in ruin. Panicking, he ran to the adventurer guild and ask for information. A large fire engulfed the place a month ago - killing all the residents. Vi was beyond heartbroken - but Vi who had memories from his past life recently recovered after such traumatic experience, at least had better mentality with those past memories. It still took years to move on, and it still pains him when he remembers the family he had. But life has to go on. Eventually 2 years later an old magician scholar, Magi Timaeus took notice of Vi - and wanted to take him in as a student because of his talent in magic. Vi was very interested in magic and agreed. Timaeus was not a good parental figure and he's more like a teacher that always absent, staying in his room and when he is there he would only check Vi's progress as he gave tons of books for Vi to read and practice on. In a sense Vi was self taught. There's an emotional gap between them, but Vi is still thankful to him for the resources that normal people will never get - well, at least if they aren't rich or have high enough position. He can now instant cast simple spells - and modify simple ones to his liking. Magic is more like programming of the world - using Language of the World - called Origin. Until one fateful day, in the middle of the night, he was awoken by a huge explosion and a loud ringing in his ears. He stood up in his pajamas, gulping his saliva. He hears more explosions and the walls and the floor shaking and cracks appears on the building. An adventure awaits him, as he move from town to town to cross the country with Ray - who were close to killing him that night.

Ciry’s life was auctioned off like a shiny trinket—to him. Ryu Hoshira. The world knows him as a dazzling A-list celebrity, dripping with charm, wealth, and dangerous good looks. But behind the paparazzi flashes and red-carpet smiles, he hides a darker truth: he’s the secret boss of Hoshira Gumi, Japan’s most feared underground syndicate. And now? He’s her fiancé. Sold off by her family in a twisted business deal, Ciry is shoved into the spotlight as Ryu’s future bride. But love? No, thank you. Her heart already belongs to another man. So she does what any reasonable woman forced into a fake fairytale would do—she plots to ruin it. Pajamas? Check. Flip-flops? Absolutely. Neon green hair? Why not! She’s ready to make a spectacle of herself, to humiliate both Ryu and her family's expectations. Ciry is hellbent on becoming the worst bride in history, a chaotic storm Ryu will want nothing to do with. But here's the problem… Ryu doesn’t get scared easily. Instead of recoiling, he smirks. Instead of canceling the wedding, he leans in closer. Every disastrous plan she hurls at him only tightens his grip—and what’s worse, it chips away at her own resolve. Will Ciry succeed in destroying her own marriage and running back to the love of her life? Or will Ryu's charm and power unravel her carefully laid plans, making her question everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and fate?

Kade wakes up in the middle of ruined ruins, still in his pajamas, with only his phone and a wireless mouse. He thinks he’s stuck in a VR game and waits for the battery to run out—except there’s no headset, no way to log out, and no sign this is just a game. With only a strange game-like system showing his name, inventory, and skills (which are empty), he has to figure out what’s going on. Every choice he makes matters. And when he dies… he wakes up again, like nothing happened—except he remembers everything. Now stuck in a strange world that feels too real, Kade begins exploring… starting with the dark staircase leading deeper below.

I was supposed to be starting high school with the usual teenage struggles—awkward growth spurts, new classes, maybe a crush or two. Instead, I got sold to a stunning, ice-cold businesswoman with glasses, legs for days, and a smile that says “you’re mine now.” And honestly? It's hard to complain when your new life includes gourmet meals, silk pajamas, and... her teasing glances. I thought I was paying off a debt. Turns out, I might be falling into something way deeper—and possibly way more dangerous.

In a world where monsters crawl out of dimensional rifts and only elite Hunters stand a chance against them, a toddler walks into destiny—wearing dinosaur pajamas. Meet Samuel—adorable, cheeky, and powerful beyond comprehension. Once a legendary general who sealed away a catastrophic threat from another dimension, Samuel is reborn… as a two-year-old with glowing green eyes, a baby-sized hunter suit, and a sword just his size. Despite his tiny frame, his aura—black, blue, and green—burns with the power of a thousand warriors. While other children learn to crawl, Samuel is slicing down monsters and negotiating with international agents. With every battle, he grows stronger, regains lost memories, and reclaims the power of his past life as Daniel, the Fifteenth Prince and Hero of a Fallen World. Surrounded by political intrigue, interdimensional threats, and paparazzi, Samuel must balance nap time with global diplomacy—all while uncovering the dark secrets behind the rifts and the sacrifice of his past disciples. He may be small, but his legend is just beginning. Because when you're a baby leveling up, even the monsters know how to run.

Technology queen, Victoria Hill, died after a tragic incident where the person she loved betrayed her for money. Luke Edwards killed her mother and tortured her to the brink of death, taking everything away from her. Left with nothing, Victoria swore that one day, even if it’s in hell, she will see him burn for his crimes. However, in a twist in fate she will have a shot at doing the bidding herself when she is suddenly reborn into the body of a 20 year old rich girl disguised as a boy, Rory Hynes. Forced to attend a school for only the richest of the rich, Victoria encounters trouble at every turn. Most notably, her roommate who never seems to be willing to leave her alone. Coming to terms with her new reality, Victoria realized that her mission wouldn’t be as simple as she wished. **** 18+ scenes so please beware. Definitely not suitable for the eyes of little kids, however I will notify before any extremely dangerous chapter.**** ——————— Excerpt- He was sitting on the grey single sofa in all black cotton pajama-wear with his head leaning on his hand. The warm lighting brought attention to his long black eyelashes and the pale blue eyes beneath them. He looked at her with a taut expression. His free hand reached out to pick up a glass of wine and swirled the red liquid around. "Where have you been?" The deep Russian accent, that was tinted with anger, destroyed the silence between them.

So here I am—Nash, the most unmotivated hero you’ll ever meet. One day, I’m binging my favorite shows, and the next, I’m the new big boss of a Warden guild. Timing has never really been my thing. Between the Malefics, who think chaos is their calling card, and mythical beasts that just won’t stay in their hidden lairs, I’m constantly juggling crises and wrangling spoiled brats during my coffee breaks. And Mana, that subtle energy, can be a decent buddy… even if it doesn’t really get the concept of “snooze.” So yeah, between naps, I’m wading through high-stakes missions, magical artifacts, and guild meetings. And if the world needs saving, I’m here—ready to do it in my pajamas. That’s Nash, your guild master, set to ruffle even the coolest dragons! --- Discord: https://discord.gg/HrY5epthyw Participated on the Webnovel Rising Star II

"Finally, freedom," Xiao Yi put down her heavy luggage and surveyed the room. After a twenty-hour flight, she had finally arrived in the USA, where Xiao Yi would begin her journey as an international student. Like most international students, she rented off-campus housing. She lived in a two-story building near a park. The first floor had a large living room and a storage room, with no one living there. The second floor had a bathroom, kitchen, small living room, and two bedrooms; Xiao Yi rented one of the rooms. "Hehe, finally no one to boss me around." The nearly twenty-hour flight had left her exhausted, feeling like she was falling apart. "First, a nice bath, then sleep." With a kick of her beautiful legs, her flip-flops flew off. She quickly changed into pajamas and ran into the bathroom. Squeezing some pink shower gel into her palm, her beautiful, crystalline hands evenly spread the gel over her jade-like breasts. Then her hands continued to knead her breasts, carefully rubbing the mature, perfect bosom. The full, snow-white peaks felt indescribably comfortable under the massage of her palms. When her fingers brushed over the cherry-like nipples, she felt a surge of excitement. Enjoying the sensation of water jets stimulating her breasts, under the impact and stimulation of the water, Xiao Yi's alluring, large breasts swelled, and her nipples, like red beans, became even more erect and upturned. "Hehe, no need to worry about being discovered anymore..." #Debauchery #sexslave #Nude #DifferentWorld #Exotic #Orgy

Tragedies are hard to love, but even harder to hate. I should know - I've read enough of them. Especially my favorite webnovel, where kingdoms fall one by one, and the Hero's arrival is more curse than blessing. It was just fiction, something to read at 3 AM. Then my phone's screen got too bright. Now I'm stuck in my pajamas in, where my only weapons are a fitness band showing pathetically low stats and a phone whose signal bars warn me of approaching dangers. My curse? I know how six kingdoms fall, but not how the story ends. The first kingdom is about to fall. And I'm right in the middle of it. "Another human seeking refuge with the Demon Army? What skills do you even have?" Sometimes, to survive a tragedy, you have to pick the side everyone calls evil. [A story of survival, betrayal, and the fine line between heroes and villains. Updates daily.]

Leon had always been an unlikely romantic. Beneath his imposing frame, tattooed arms, and reputation as a street fighter, he hid a secret: a love for romance novels. In a room cluttered with stuffed toys, bookshelves stacked with novels adorned with delicate covers, and a cozy pink pajama set with pandas, Leon was lost in another world. His rough exterior belied a softer side that very few people had ever glimpsed. For Leon, life was full of contradictions. Despite his soft-hearted nature, he had been caught up in the gritty life of a gangster since he was a teenager. It wasn’t something he had sought out, but trouble always seemed to find him. With a face that looked like it was sculpted for brawls, people tended to assume he was a delinquent. Rejected by peers who feared his intimidating looks, and drawn into a gang when no one else would accept him, Leon had played the role assigned to him, even if it wasn't the life he truly desired. Then, one night, during a gang war that should have been like any other—full of swinging fists, snarling threats, and rules about keeping it to fists and blades—a gunshot echoed. Leon felt a searing pain in his head. The world tilted, then everything went black.

My mom owns a silk pajama shop. Pajamas are very expensive, short 20,000, long 40,000. To patronize the female guest is an endless stream, they said that a Niang made pajamas silk is very good, wear can make people's skin delicate, face like spring. But sister wants to wear, but Niang won't let. I'm going to the warehouse to steal one myself. In the middle of the night, I heard my sister's voice from the warehouse.

During my pregnancy, my husband William Gu spent every day hanging out with his ex-girlfriend Yvonne Zhou. Yvonne even came to my house and put on my nightgown. I saw my husband caressing her hair and saying, "Yvonne, why are you wearing Serena's pajamas?" "Mr.Gu, wouldn't it be more exciting for us to play while I'm wearing your wife's pajamas?"

Kimberly Jonah, a stunning and clever blogger, finds herself in dire financial straits due to a lawsuit against her blog. Seeking help, she turns to Melvin Craig, a man she approached with ulterior motives three years before. Meanwhile, Melanie Craig, Melvin's late mother, leaves a surprising twist in her will after her passing. In order to co-own her multibillion-dollar mansion, Kimberly and Melvin are required to live together for a year, and there's a catch – Melvin must get married within that timeframe to take over the family company. The unexpected twist occurs when Kimberly and Melvin inexplicably swap bodies. Now, they're not only forced to live together but also navigate the challenges of understanding each other's lives from a completely different perspective. Kimberly quickly adapts to her new luxurious lifestyle while Melvin discovers the joys of a simpler life. As they experience each other's lives, they gain a deeper understanding of themselves. As they grapple with the intricacies of sharing a space, managing a multibillion-dollar empire, and adhering to Melanie's peculiar will, the two find themselves entangled in a humorous and heartwarming journey of self-discovery. Amidst the chaos of their switched lives, Kimberly and Melvin learn valuable lessons about the true meaning of love. The race against time adds a layer of urgency, especially for Melvin, who must find a way to fulfill his late mother's wishes within the stipulated year. Will they overcome their differences, fulfill Melanie’s unique condition? This tale weaves together elements of romance, comedy, and self-discovery, creating a captivating narrative of love, personal growth, and the unpredictable journey life often becomes. **Exerpt** Kimberly opened her eyes and sat bolt upright in bed the moment a phone alarm went off under her pillow. Kimberly didn’t like alarms. She never set them because they had a way of making her feel anxious when they went off, and she didn’t like it. So, who could have set an alarm on her phone? She mused with a frown as she raised the pillow to take out the phone. The moment she saw the phone, the crease between her brows deepened. This wasn’t her phone. This was the latest iPhone, and she didn’t use iPhones. Almost as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she noticed that something was different about her. She was feeling sort of funny. While she was still trying to figure out why she was feeling funny, she looked around the bedroom and frowned even more when she realized that this wasn’t her bedroom. Where was she? she mused as she quickly took off the duvet and got out of the bed. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she looked down with a frown. Her feet were different. They were bigger. Her hands, too. Was she still asleep and dreaming? She wondered and then gasped when she noticed the tent in front of her pajamas as though something was protruding out of it. What was that? What was in her pajamas? She wondered with wide eyes. Her heart beat fast, and her mouth was dry as she reached out a finger to see what it was. She poked her forefinger at it, and she felt something hard. It moved but remained erect. Was that what she thought it was? She wondered as she held the waistband of her pajamas to take a peek. Just as she was about to look inside, the bedroom door burst open, and she looked up to see who it was. She was shocked when she looked back at herself dressed in exactly what she had worn to bed. “Kimberly?” Herself asked, unsure. Kimberly frowned as she hurried over to the mirror to see what she looked like if she wasn’t in her own body. “MELVIN?” She screamed in disbelief when she saw that she was now Melvin. She turned to look at herself and before Melvin could say another word, her eyes rolled back and she fainted. (PS: cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the owner)

Rumors have been circulating about Lu Enterprise's CEO, Lu Qinian, about how he had a pampered little princess at home. Everyone was curious to know what kind of girl could captivate the CEO, who was known to be indifferent to women, to the point where he couldn't see anyone else. Later, during a company's higher management video conference, Lu Qinian appeared in a sharp suit, with a serious and indifferent expression, as he listened attentively to the work reports. Suddenly, a girl's soft voice came through the speakers, "Niannian, I'm hungry..." A girl wearing pajamas appeared in the frame, and her fair arms wrapped around Lu Qinian's neck as she acted cutely. The usually restrained and cold Lu Qinian indulgently caressed the girl's long hair as he spoke with unusual gentleness, "Why aren't you wearing shoes again?" The girl pouted, "My darling husband was supposed to put them on for me..." Lu Qinian chuckled, "Alright, I'll put them on for you." The high-level executives in the video were stunned speechless! 'Sir, why are you so two-faced?!'

Rayne Valera was just an ordinary woman living what she believed to be a perfect life: working from home, being able to wear pajamas all day, and eating all the takeout food she wants. She loved her peace and quiet, but that was disrupted when Harold Sales moved into the apartment complex that she was living in. Harold Sales was an extremely handsome man, as well as smart with admirers by the droves but has yet to get his heart snared. Upon meeting the semi-recluse neighbor, he was immediately drawn to her and would do almost anything to have her.

In some late night when Delia was in the middle of her meditation, someone rang her doorbell and a man in his pajama with a good profile welcomed her sight, asking her for the payment, payment for his good skills.

It's basically porn, but with some plot (both kinds) and emotional elements. You get to screw and impregnate a beauty with hips like a goddess. Also she loves you. So, yeah... Enjoy. ... ... ... Dear future me, {You were really fuckin' horny, ok. (over a period of many days) Don't blame yourself because you made this and actually spent more effort and time on it than most other things. You stay up in your pajamas laying in bed till like 3 in the morning, what did you expect??? Unless you aren't embarrassed... Then wank to your heart's content!}

“My parents are really pushing me to get married.” Qin Lan had no choice but to find someone she liked on the streets to date. They soon fell in love and got married. Qin Lan was a very ordinary girl. She thought that her husband was also a very ordinary person. However, to her surprise, the husband she found on the streets was a famous superstar. And this secret had been leaked. In the live broadcast room, Qin Lan was surrounded by millions of fanatical fans. In order to not affect her husband's career, Qin Lan could only bite the bullet and explain, “The revelations are just rumors! Everyone, please rest assured that I have absolutely nothing to do with your husband, Best Actor Tang.” However, just as she finished speaking, Tang Jingnian, who was still in his pajamas, appeared on the screen. He glanced at the live-stream room and said calmly, ""Mom called again to rush us. She asked when we will have a child."" After three seconds of shock, the live stream exploded. Millions of fans wailed as if their hearts had been shattered at the same time. Tang Jinnian ignored the wails in the live stream and went up to hug Qin Lan domineeringly in his arms. He said to the camera, "I heard rumors that I'm married recently. Let me clarify, these aren't rumors."

I was 10, waking up to the scream my mum. Trust me, not one of the best ways to be woken up. I shot up from my bed and ran out of my room, slowly making my way down the stairs. I found my mother on her knees in front of my lifeless dad, his usual pill and beer bottles lying next to him Honestly I wasn't surprised, he just couldn't get rid of his problem. Me. I stood there and watched my mum cry her eyes out until we heard ambulance sirens and some people came to carry him out, with my mum following them. I stood at the door way, watching them "He took those pills again" I whispered to myself, clenching my fists I spent the next few years going to therapy cuz apparently those kinda stuff mess with a kid's mind. I knew my parents didn't exactly 'love' me. I spoilt their fun. But sometimes the thought of him, just laying there was unbearable and I eventually did some messed up things. But one thing I was never gonna do was repeat my mother's past, bring someone into this world just to make them feel less than. Then he came, like a thunderstorm and I'd sworn not to play with him, but I had always loved the rain.

[Fake Aristocrat + Empress Regnant + Identity Concealment + Charisma + Nation-building + Personal Growth] Luo Wei has transmigrated. She finds herself in the body of a lowborn commoner who had impersonated a noble lady to enter school. She's about to be exposed as a commoner, facing contempt and insults from the entire school, and ultimately destined to be hanged at the marketplace gallows. Luo Wei: What's there to fear? It's just pretending to be nobility. As someone from the 21st century, she can act more noble than the nobles themselves! When a noble lady tries to test her with expensive spices, Luo Wei takes one look: Aren't these just common seasonings found everywhere in Western cuisine? As if she's never tasted them before! They say she's a commoner who can't do geometry? Luo Wei smiles slightly: Isn't it just trigonometric functions? She learned that in middle school! What? They say she's poor and has no money? She casually produces an entire bolt of silk fabric to make pajamas, and while she's at it, makes a chest full of silk handkerchiefs, using them once and tossing them away. They say she has no fief and isn't a true noble? Hah! She makes money by day and reclaims land by night. While attending school, she's busy cultivating land. Soon, millions of square kilometers of fertile soil in the New World are all hers. She establishes her own country and ennobles herself! Finally, her identity is exposed by an old acquaintance. The Holy Church wants to put her on trial, presenting evidence that she's not a noble - they couldn't find her patent of nobility in the Mist Kingdom. Luo Wei: A noble title? Sorry, she indeed doesn't have one. Because she is the Empress Regnant of the Mist Kingdom! In the end, she abolishes the aristocratic system, establishes a new country, and becomes a deity in the hearts of countless commoners. She promises them peace and prosperity; they pledge her their loyalty and faith. She, ultimately, becomes ..

Rovi traversed time and found herself masquerading as a commoner pretending to be a noble lady for enrollment. She was on the verge of being exposed, facing the scorn and insults of the entire school faculty and students, ultimately ending up hanged on the gallows at the marketplace. Rovi: What's there to fear? Isn't it just pretending to be a noble? Coming from the 21st century, she could out-noble the nobles themselves! When the noble ladies attempted to test her with expensive spices, Rovi glanced casually: "Isn't this just seasoning commonly found in Western cuisine? Like who hasn't had it?" Mocking her for being a commoner who couldn't afford anything, Rovi smiled faintly: "Isn't that just basic math? She learned trigonometry in junior high!" And when they claimed she lacked wealth, she casually produced a whole bolt of silk fabric made into pajamas, while effortlessly crafting another box of silk handkerchiefs, tossing one out after another. Saying she wasn't nobility because she lacked a title deed? Ha, she earned money by day, farmed by night, attending school while cultivating acres of fertile land. The vast expanse of the New World belonged solely to her; she founded her own nation and bestowed titles upon herself! Finally, her identity was exposed by an old acquaintance, and the Church intended to pass judgment on her, presenting as evidence her lack of a noble title—the absence of her ennoblement decree in the Fog Kingdom.

Julian Fletcher was a little boy when he first made a friend. He didn't know her name or where exactly she lived. The only feature he remembered was her unusual jacket and a pajama on a hot summer day.

It happened again last night. This morning I woke up with a coppery taste in my mouth and I can't find my pajamas. Mom is getting suspicious and I feel like I'm losing my mind. I don't want them to lock me away, but I'm starting to think I'm a werewolf.

I was about to pick up my pajamas when I found a red, transparent lace underwear in the corner of the closet. The style of the underwear was too sexy to wear, not my clothes at all. I reached out to pick it but the bedroom door was suddenly kicked open. The door slammed against the wall and dusts fell to the ground. The mother in-law outside the door rushed in front of me with a fiendish expression..... This a story of a lady who goes through betrayal in her marriage. Read with me and find out secrets you never expected.

Remember not only are you pretty, you are intelligent and built for this. You rush past the gates as you are fashionably late for the first gather for the Billionaires match contest. The guards fling open the doors as you dash into the hall and bumped your feet. "Not again." you said as everything looks as if it's slow motion. You falling to the ground in your pajamas and everyone either covering their mouths or just laughing. "What a disgrace to my mother's and I name" you muffled out with your face laying flat on the ground.