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In the grimy back alleys of 2024, mafia enforcer Ethan Perez meets a violent end, a bullet tearing through his heart. His last vision: the haunting silhouette of his killer. But death is not the end. He awakens to find himself trapped in the lavish, yet treacherous court of a 19th-century parallel world, inhabiting the body of Antoinette Versailles, the overlooked 4th Princess. Gone are the neon-lit streets and the cold steel of his Beretta. Now, he must navigate a world of ornate gowns, intricate courtly etiquette, and hidden daggers. Ethan, now Antoinette, finds herself hunted by shadowy figures within the very palace walls she now calls home, forced to flee through secret passages and delve into a conspiracy that threatens to shatter the royal lineage. The gritty survival instincts of a modern-day mobster clash with the delicate facade of a princess, creating a thrilling blend of action and intrigue. Antoinette must use every skill she possesses—from strategic thinking to ruthless determination—to survive. She must uncover the identity of her would-be assassins and understand why a man from a modern world was thrust into the role of a forgotten princess. Can Ethan, trapped in Antoinette's body, adapt to this new reality and unravel the secrets of the court? Or will the shadows of the past consume him, leaving him lost in a world he never belonged in? "The 4th Princess" is a captivating tale of reincarnation, survival, and the clash of two worlds, where a modern man must embrace his new identity to reclaim a princess's stolen destiny.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] Jo has spent her life surviving on the streets, invisible among the hungry and desperate. She is a shadow in the city, quick fingers and quicker feet keeping her alive in a world that does not care whether she lives or dies. But one mistake—one stolen purse, one misplaced step—changes everything. Dragged before the Emperor’s mother, Jo expects punishment, perhaps even execution. Instead, she is taken to the Red Keep, not as a prisoner in chains, but as something far more valuable. The empire is built on fire and blood, and the Mother has plans for Jo—plans that involve silken chambers instead of cells, gowns instead of rags, and a fate far worse than death. Because in the empire, power is passed through bloodlines, and an heir born with the right lineage is worth more than gold. Now, Jo must navigate a court where she is both pawn and prisoner, where her body is no longer her own, and where love is just another tool of control. With enemies at every turn and a future she never chose looming ahead, Jo must decide—will she submit to the cage built around her, or will she become something more dangerous than they ever imagined? Because even birds in golden cages can learn how to bite.

WARNING: MATURED CONTENT! “Fuck Adelheid.” He growled, his breath hot against my throat. I gasped as my back hit the cold stone wall, his hand tearing apart my garment before clasping itself around my blossoms. “You don’t want him..” He murmured, lips brushing over my jaw. “You want me.” My palm pressed against his chiseled chest, a weak attempt at resistance, but my body betrayed me, arching into him instead despite the engagement ring still wrapped around my finger. The ring given to me by another man who had chosen me before the entire Kingdom. The man I was supposed to love. “Say it, Adelheid.” I swallowed hard, heart pounding. “I.. want you.” I finally whispered. That was all he needed. His mouth crashed against mine, fierce and claiming. His gloved hands slid down underneath my gown, gripping my thighs and pressing me further into him. A shameless moan slipped from my lips. I should have stopped this. I should have pulled away. But I didn’t. Because no matter how hard I tried to deny it, he had already ruined me. ‡‡ Adelheid had always been overlooked. Called useless, unworthy, ugly. A noble by birth, but of low rank that it meant nothing. She was a shadow in every room, a disappointment in every conversation. Even he thought so. Until the day everything changed. Dragged from the background and placed directly into the spotlight—she had been betrothed to His Majesty himself. Of course, she thought she’d be happy. Who wouldn’t? The king was kind, respectable and everything a man should be. A life of security, power, admiration—it was a dream. But her heart.. Her heart was ugly for something else. Something darker, something she shouldn’t want. He had clearly drawn the line. He had pushed her away. He had made it known he didn’t want her, even going to the extent of wanting her dead. But yet, she still wanted him. What in the world was wrong with her?

Story Outline Tags: Queen, Goddess, Angel, Devil, Vampire, Werewolf, Snake Poeple, Dragon, Witch, Thriller Stories, Horror Stories, Romance Stories, Fantasy Stories, Reborn and System Volume 1: Tags: Queen, Goddess, Angel, Devil, Vampire, Werewolf, Snake Poeple, Dragon, Witch, and Thriller Stories Here's the queen Morgana's fun schedule 1.0 Monday, December 25, 2034. Blessing Soldiers with Superpower, Meeting the President Harber, Hiring Dr. David, Luncheon with General Daniel, Training Royal Guard, Testing Magic Potions, Hosting a Banquet for General Daniel, and Reviewing Tuesday, December 26, 2034. Hosting a Magic Combat, Reward Ceremony and Interactions, Ancient Tales and New Magic Spells, Luncheon with Participants, Adventures at Dragon Palace Ruin, Exploring Dragon Palace Ruin, Conquering Dragon Clan and Discussing the Dragon Clan's Future Thursday, December 27, 2034. Training Dragons, Setting the God of Dragon's Trial, Hosting an Inheriting Ceremony, Luncheon with the Dragons, Meeting Jackson, Talking with Jackson, Setting Jackson Free, and Attending Ocean Clans Meeting Wednesday, December 28, 2034. Hosting Red Wine Brew Contest Morgana is gonna host Red Wine Brew Contest at James's Cocktail Bar in Vampire Empire Capital, to meet three great bartenders, to taste their tasty red wines, and to feel their delight, sorrow, mercy, kindness and love. Friday, December 29, 2034. Hosting Music Contest Saturday, December 29, 2034. Hosting Dance Contest Sunday, December 30, 2034. Hosting Thriller Storytelling Contest Volume 2: Tags: Horror Stories, Romance Stories and Fantasy Stories Here's the queen Morgana's fun schedule 2.0 Monday, January 1, 2035. Hosting Talent Show Contest Tuesday, January 2, 2035. Hosting Costume Design Contest Thursday, January 3, 2035. Hosting Cooking Contest Wednesday, January 4, 2035. Hosting Dragon Riding Contest Friday, January 5, 2035. Hosting Horror Storytelling Contest Saturday, January 6, 2035. Hosting Romance Storytelling Contest Sunday, January 7, 2035. Hosting Fantasy Storytelling Contest Volume 3: Tag: Reborn and System Here's the queen Morgana's fun schedule 3.0 Monday, January 8, 2035. Hosting Resurrection Ceremony 1.0 Morgana is gonna host Resurrection Ceremony at Heaven Company in Devil Empire Capital, to bless five chosen souls with an opportunity to reborn in another world that she created, to observe their short but splendid life, and to feel their delight, sorrow, mercy, kindness and love. Tuesday, January 9, 2035. Hosting Resurrection Ceremony 2.0 Morgana is gonna host Resurrection Ceremony at Heaven Company in Devil Empire Capital, to bless five chosen souls with Angel's System packed with mission and reward functions, to observe their short but splendid life, and to feel their delight, sorrow, mercy, kindness and love. Thursday, January 10, 2035. Hosting Resurrection Ceremony 3.0 Wednesday, January 11, 2035. Hosting Resurrection Ceremony 4.0 Friday, January 12, 2035. Hosting Resurrection Ceremony 5.0 Saturday, January 13, 2035. Hosting Resurrection Ceremony 6.0 Sunday, January 14, 2035. Hosting Resurrection Ceremony 7.0 Main Character's Image Morgana who was the Goddess of Darkness and the Angel of Light, known as the most beautiful and the most gorgeous Goddess in the universe, she dressed in white silk long gown with intricate pattern and gold lace, with white angel's wings, holy light and the queen's crown. Here's the link to my discord server: https://discord.gg/BcptxXPW

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

"Some stories don't end with love. Some hearts never heal. And some obsessions are deadly." She loved him for 12 years. For 12 years, he never looked back. Ayla Wilson's world revolved around one man-Silas Williams.A love unspoken, a devotion unseen. She was the girl who watched from the shadows, the girl who never dared to step too close. Until the night she ran. Until the night she had nowhere else to go. A forced marriage. A locked door. A father who saw her as nothing more than a bargaining chip. The walls closed in, suffocating, unbreakable. Then came the escape. A wedding gown stained with rain and desperation. Footsteps pounding against the pavement. And a destination she should have never chosen. Silas Williams! But Silas was no longer the distant boy she once admired. He was untouchable. Ruthless. A man with a heart colder than she could ever imagine. A wife by law, yet a ghost in his world. A marriage that existed only in ink, hidden behind their home. A dangerous love. She told herself she could survive this. That she could live in his shadow without demanding more. Then everything changed. A loss so cruel it shattered everything.

Dianella Veronese was a master con artist in the modern world—until an accident sent her soul spiraling into a world of nobles, power, and deception. Reborn as a commoner in the grand kingdom of Rosenfels, she refuses to accept a life of poverty. When she learns of a missing noble heiress who looks just like her, she sees the perfect opportunity. With a stolen gown, a forged identity, and a silver tongue, she steps into high society, determined to claim a life of luxury. But the noble world is far more dangerous than she expected. A suspicious childhood friend of the real heiress, a cunning prince obsessed with inventions, and a jealous rival threaten to expose her secrets. As she plays her greatest con yet, Dianella must outwit those around her—while navigating a love triangle that threatens to steal her heart. But when the truth comes knocking, will she run… or finally face the life she was destined for?

Carmela never wanted to marry Logan Cross, the cursed and forsaken fifth prince. Thrown into exile within a desolate palace, he was treated as if he didn’t exist, unloved and unwanted. When Carmela's family was forced to sacrifice one of their daughters to wed him, she was chosen against her will. Filled with resentment, she treated Logan with cruelty, neglected him, and ultimately betrayed him. She eloped with another man only to learn too late that he had used her to gain wealth and power, all while secretly loving her own sister. By the time she realized her mistake, Logan had already risen to the throne, no longer the powerless outcast she once scorned. And his first act as king? Sentencing his unfaithful wife to death. As the guillotine fell, Carmela closed her eyes, awaiting the end. But when she opened them again, she was back in her wedding gown ten years in the past. This time, she will not make the same mistakes. She will love Logan, cherish him, and protect him from the fate that once awaited them both. But will he ever trust her after everything she had done? And more importantly, is the curse truly as simple as everyone believes? --Excerpt The iron scent of blood filled the air. Carmela’s knees ached against the cold, hard platform as rough hands forced her down, the heavy chains around her wrists biting into her flesh. The crowd below roared in anticipation, their faces filled with scorn, with hatred. She wanted to scream, to tell them she wasn’t the same woman who had once scorned their king. But it was too late. Above her, the executioner stood poised, his hands gripping the lever of the guillotine. The sharp steel glinted under the dim sunlight, its edges stained with old blood. "Adulteress," the royal advisor announced. "Traitor to the Crown. Unworthy of His Majesty’s mercy." Carmela lifted her head, her tear-streaked face searching for him. And there he was. Logan Cross. No longer the outcast prince she had once abandoned, no longer the quiet, unwanted shadow that the world ignored. Now, he was a king a powerful, terrifying one. His once hollow golden eyes burned with icy fury, his lips pressed in a firm line. He sat on his throne, watching as justice was carried out, unmoved. She had done this. She had pushed him away. Betrayed him. Left him to suffer alone. And yet, she had loved him too late, far too late. "Your Majesty," the executioner spoke, awaiting his command. Logan’s gaze met hers for the briefest moment, filled with something she could no longer understand. "Proceed," he said. Carmela's breath hitched as the blade came down. Darkness consumed her. Then— She woke.

[A Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance] "Wherever there are shadows, there has to be a light" ~ Seraphina Winters, the Mafia Queen of the 21st century, dies at the age of 28 in an assassination attempt and finds herself facing the trial that will decide her place in the afterlife, i.e. - heaven or hell. However, a weird situation occurs when her bad deeds turn out to be equal to her good deeds performed during her mortal life. To solve the situation, the Council of Afterlife offers her a chance to increase her good deeds and secure her place in heaven. As for the offer - marry the Shadow Lords and revive the cursed land of Shadow City. The council even offers her their newly created system to help her with the impossible task. Dressed in an all-black wedding gown, Seraphina finds herself outside a haunted castle in the depths of a haunted city. From here begins Seraphina's journey of handling her four very hot but dangerous husbands while bringing a very dead city back to life with the help of the system. ----- For more updates about the story, follow me on Instagram: @nightsummer20 ******* Disclaimer: The book cover is mine.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

A night of being drunk had gotten her entangled with the most desired bachelor. The handsome sexy Chris Evans. Ivy had only planned to have fun but After that night, she had become his. Chris Evans had come knocking on her door, claiming she belongs to him. She couldn't believe she had been drawn into the world of the elite in the country. Chris was born with a silver spoon but at 27, he had upgraded to a shiny golden spoon. He was a big name in the world of the rich. The world of the highest and richest. On that list, he was number one. No one comes close to him. Chris had lost his control for the first time in his life and that was because of a drunk girl in a red gown. That had never happened which means, she belonged to him and no one else. He had to have her at all costs and that meant, taking her... What would happen when she jumps into a relationship faster than she had planned and the attraction keeps getting stronger? How would they control the urge?

Eighteen-year-old Selena King is ready for her high school graduation. Cap and gown? Check. Diploma? Check. Mythical chimera setting the stage aflame? Check-wait, what? Rescued by a lightning-welding demigod, Selena can't comprehend everything that just happened. Her wounds from the attack heal in record time, and there is no evidence left behind, save her blood drenched gown. Selena is introduced to Major, a Marked demigod who possesses the power of his patron god, dedicated to protecting Olympus, with an annoying god complex(no pun intended). Selena is pulled into Major's world when her parents disappear and another not-so-mythical monster hunts her down. But why would monsters be interested in ordinary mortals like the King family? Selena must uncover the dangerous secrets hidden within her family's lineage, secrets that may pose a greater threat than any enemy they face. *** Updates Every Tuesday and Friday at 730pm EST

“Show me euphoria or let your happiness die!” Jacob Kyler whispers near Rosalia's ear making her disgusted and shocked. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosalia is caught between the two biggest rivals after they both fall for her. Henry Anderson and Rosalia love each other, but a problem arises when Jacob Kyler, a ruthless man, claims her as his girl. The rivalry between Henry and Jacob is long-standing, and their competition becomes more intense over her. Rosalia goes on a date with Henry, where he proposes marriage, which she gladly accepts. To ensure that Jacob cannot interfere, they arrange their marriage in a different city, beyond his reach. Everything is going smoothly until one midnight Jacob Kyler shows up in her room and proposes her a condition. To maintain everything she has to come to a term with him and accept his term. Henry and Rosalia happily plan everything for their wedding, and finally, the big day arrives. With a sigh of relief, they proceed with the ceremony. Finally, the most anticipated day for Rosalia and Henry has arrived. Wearing her beautiful white wedding gown, she arrives at the hall, bringing joy to Henry’s heart. His heart races as he sees the love of his life standing in front of him. They finally embrace each other. With slow steps, she makes her way to him, and they stand face to face. A shy smile forms in the corner of her lips upon seeing him smile while looking at her. After reciting the vows, the pastor asks him, “Henry Anderson, do you take Rosalia Moore as your lawful wife?” “No, he doesn’t!” The guests in the hall are agitated as they hear a girl’s voice that has floated from the dead end of the hall.

He is a doctor who specializes in helping to heal wounded people, keeping his oath close to his heart and mind, until he has met her. A broken woman with a broken soul and yet the most beautiful one his eyes have ever laid upon. She has awakened something inside of him that he does not know existed—obsession, possession, and manipulation. He has never wanted anything or anyone ever before the way he wants her. A doctor who has promised to save as much lives as he can, not until a threat to their relationship arrives, then he will hide away his wings and color the white gown that hangs around his body with deep red.

Handa na ang lahat, planado na ang lahat at ang mahabang listahan ng mga taong iimbitahan. May petsa na ang araw ng iyong kasal at pati na rin ang iyong wedding gown ay nakahanda na, isa nalang ang kulang... Ang lalaki na iyong pakakasalan. Wait....what?! Dahil sa isang tradisyon ng inyong pamilya, mapipilitan ka ngayong maghanap ng lalaki na papayag para pakasalan ka. Magiging madali ba ang lahat kung ang lalaki na iyong mapupusuan, ay isang bad boy at allergy sa mga babaeng kagaya mo? Mapapa-oo mo kaya ito sa iyong kagustuhan?

“You! You took advantage of me! I was clearly drunk and…” He arched an eyebrow. “Took advantage? Shall I remind you of how you proposed to me at the club? Or perhaps how you insisted quite passionately, that we must be married immediately, so that I could make love to you?” The memory hit me then. Oh no. When Susan’s boyfriend proposes to his supposed cousin, at her own graduation ceremony, she does what any rational person would do: gets spectacularly drunk and marries a handsome stranger in an Elvis-themed chapel. But her “random” wedding wasn’t so random after all - her new husband is Raphael Marino, the most dangerous man in the city and, unfortunately, her father’s employer. Between her mother’s excitement at joining the “family,” her father’s nervous sweating, and her new husband’s irritating ability to make her heart race (when she’s not throwing vases at his head,) Susan’s new life is nothing like the post-graduation plans she had in mind. But when she tries to run away, armed with nothing but her graduation gown and a hangover, she learns the hard way that a mob boss doesn’t let go of what’s his. Especially not when she’s accidentally become the answer to all his problems.

"the mansion is heavily guarded you won’t succeed ” Primo told me as we lay on the bed together. Little Jay is on the cot sleeping and dreaming of his own wonderland. I ignored what Primo just said and went to the drawer for my mask and a small relaxer container. Dropping the mask on the bed I opened the relaxer container which contains a white substance. “ Well Primo you may have taught me how to be heartless because you are my cousin but there’s something I know more better than you ” “ and that is? ” he ask very curious to know what is inside the container. “ how and ways to kill ” I replied and I covered the container sitting down on the bed again. “ Bolanle but you’ve never killed before ” he said with a sigh but I just smile as I wear my boots and grab my mask again. “ hey you should have seen Favour’s face when I stabbed her neck with that bottle I mean it was so lovely ” I said with a cute smile before turning to see his expression which I loved actually. “ are we keeping secrets now? ” he managed to say getting out of his shock. “ you never asked ” I replied fixing my mask perfectly and I hear him just chuckle behind me just proud of his little sister. “ if I may ask what is inside that container? ” finally he did “ well a special type of weapon I got from a friend ” I answered pulling my makeup box. I did the make up perfectly and I brush the wig and glue it to it’s place I turned and cousin can’t seem to recognize me. “ Bolanle I think you should be careful.. you know the.. ” “ I know Primo but not even my mother will recognize me tonight and nothing can stop me ” I opened the container again and rub the substance on my thumb really well. I must get my revenge tonight or never. “ but don’t you think you should take it easy you know the….” before he could complete his statement I’m already out like a flash. * 3hours later * The room is dark except for the light that flickers on and off, the body on the floor stirs as it struggle with the rope and here I come in my real appearance like the devil ? itself. A long flowing gown looks so elegant on me with my long fixed weave that reach my back. He struggles a little more and I remove the gag “ who are you? And why are you doing this to me? ” he cried and that makes me laugh I cut the rope and he just lay like that unable to move again. “ don’t worry you are paralyzed from the waist down you won’t be able to move for some moments ” I said lighting a cigarette. “ Bolanle? ” he said with fear in his voice finally recognizing the devil in front of him smiling and using a knife to draw out some pattern on his face without cutting him. “ don’t worry Kanmi I just wanna play you know the kind of game you’ve been playing ever since we got married ” I said stopping the knife on his neck and cutting him slightly. I lick the blood and from the corner of my eye I can see the horror on his face. “ come to think of it Kanmi today is our tenth wedding anniversary won’t we celebrate? ” I said cutting deeper. To be continued….

In a world where power means everything, where cultivators can shatter mountains and reshape reality itself, Lin Kai takes a different path. While others rush towards power, he seeks understanding. While they force their way through cultivation, he observes the subtle flows of natural law. His azure pendant, a mysterious treasure found with him as an infant, marks him as different—but different isn't always welcome in a world that values brute force over wisdom. At the prestigious Frost Valley Academy, Lin Kai's methodical approach raises eyebrows and questions. Why would a genius cultivator deliberately slow his advancement? What secrets lie behind his unique understanding of cultivation? And why does his presence make even Core Formation masters pause? But those who underestimate him learn quickly—true power isn't just about destroying mountains. Sometimes, the quietest stream cuts the deepest path. Follow Lin Kai's journey as he treads an untaken road of cultivation, where each step reveals new mysteries and each breakthrough reshapes not just his power, but his understanding of reality itself. In a realm where gods walk and immortals scheme, can his path of perfect understanding lead to the peak of power? "Path of Eternal Dao" - Where wisdom meets power, and true strength lies in knowing the way.

When she woke up as Lady Claudia Barberini—the tragic cannon fodder villainess fated to die at the hands of a manipulative villain—she vowed to avoid the plot at all costs. Her new goal? Live the high life, bask in endless luxury, and steer clear of danger. But who knew escaping one villain would draw the attention of a whole host of others—each more dangerous and complicated than the last? To make matters worse, her mind-reading ability isn’t as helpful as it sounds. Sure, she can hear everyone's thoughts—but when it comes to matters of the heart, one mind remains frustratingly silent. As sinister schemes pile up like unpaid debts and powerful figures start vying for her attention like she’s the last cupcake at a royal banquet, Claudia wonders if her so-called "new life" is secretly a cosmic joke. She’s just trying to avoid getting killed—and keep her closet stocked with the finest silks while she's at it. Can she outwit the plot, flip it and save the one person she actually cares about? Or will she end up as the tragic side villainess of a story she was supposed to dodge, all while wearing an admittedly fabulous gown?

Althea stood at the doorway of the bridal suite, her heart heavy with a weight she couldn't shake. The dress lay on the bed, pristine and untouched, a cruel reminder of everything she had lost. It wasn't supposed to be her walking down the aisle, pledging herself to a man she barely knew. But here she was, forced to step into her sister's place. Her sister's choice to leave had devastated her. She had rejected a life that demanded sacrifice and duty, choosing freedom over family. And Althea, for all her anger and confusion, was left with no choice but to save the family's reputation. She had to wear the dress, say the vows, and marry a man she didn't love. Her fingers trembled as she adjusted the veil, staring at her reflection. She looked perfect-beautiful, poised-but she didn't feel that way. She felt like a shadow, a replacement for the woman who should've been here. The weight of the gown suffocated her as she prepared to step into a life that wasn't hers to claim. She wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready to marry him. But with every step she took toward the chapel, the reality set in. There was no turning back. And there, at the altar, stood Elijah. His eyes locked on hers as she approached, his gaze intense, unreadable. A faint smile curved his lips, one she couldn't quite decipher, but there was something in it that made her blood run cold. Satisfaction. He looked at her as if she were an object, something to be claimed. With each step, his smile deepened, pleased with what was walking toward him. He wasn't looking at her as a woman to be loved. He was looking at her as a prize, something that had finally fallen into his grasp. Althea's throat tightened. She couldn't turn back now, not with everyone watching. As she reached the altar, she realized the vows she was about to speak weren't hers to make. They had been written for her sister, and now she would speak them, to a man who had claimed her sister's life and was now claiming hers by default.

As a kid, Grandma's stories were all about a lovesick maid and a prince, thwarted by a villain who never quit. But here I am, waking up in a princess gown that weighs a ton, with flaming red hair and eyes like bling-bling. Seriously, universe? Turns out, I'm Meredia Seraphine Valtoria, the forgettable princess of Dukedom Saltorra. The punchline? I'm already dead in this story, a ghostly cameo before it even starts! Thanks, fate. But no more Miss Nice Princess. Royalty? Nah. Impending doom? Not my scene. With the finesse of a startled squirrel, I'm hightailing it-from that pesky villain and this ridiculous plotline.

Present life Lily Rylan's life is turned into a nightmare when her stepmom, Viviana, calls her on phone on her wedding day, speaking with a hint of malice in her voice, tells her not to enter the wedding venue, instead instructing her to return home immediately. "Don't come to the wedding hall," her stepmother Viviana says, her words dripping with venom. This shocking command is just the beginning of a day filled with betrayal and heartbreak. As Lily arrives at the family manor, she pays the taxi driver, who immediately congratulates her, wishing "Lily a happy marriage." This makes Lily feel weird, and she quickly steps out of the taxi, raising her beautiful wedding gown. "Thank you," she says, smiling brightly, despite already feeling nervous. Walking from the gate, Lily's stunning wedding gown is on full display. The beautiful, big manor looms before her, complete with a fountain of water at its center. As she enters the manor's parlour, she's met with an elegant yet tense atmosphere. Her mother's picture is discarded in the least viewed spot - a secluded spot which is hardly seen in the parlour wall, while her stepmother's pictures are all over the walls, featuring her father intimately standing, holding her, and her stepsister, Liliana, by her side, smiling brightly. Lily still feels disgusted by them and immediately looks away, taking out her handkerchief and cleaning her eyes, as if she's seen something dirty. She's pulled from her thoughts by her stepmother walking down the staircase, followed by her father. "You called me home, stepmother Viviana? Is it anything serious?" Lily asks, her voice laced with concern. "How many times should I tell you to call her mother, but never mind for now," her father says, his voice firm but laced with a hint of annoyance. Her stepmother Viviana continues, beaming happily, "Your fiancé was drunk during your engagement after you left, saying you had something important to attend to. Now, we thought about it and finally want to tell you they were drugged and slept together. You don’t want your stepsister to be sad or give birth outside marriage, we won’t allow it. You have to allow her to marry him. No one knows how you currently look like now, so allow your sister to marry her husband."her father stated and continued his statement "He's the father of her unborn child, you have to understand," her stepmother immediately smiled brightly smirking at her happily. A sad smile is etched across Lily's face because they're only telling her this so she won't embarrass them by going to the wedding hall, which would be made impossible. Her father's eyes narrow, his voice cold. "You will do as we say, Lily. You will step aside and allow Liliana to marry Zayn." Lily's eyes flash with anger. "What if she has been with him for a long time, or even if he's not the father of the baby?" she spits, her voice venomous. Her stepsister, Liliana, smirks, and Lily retorts, "Her slutty mom gave birth to a slut like herself." This makes everyone gasp, and even the maids quickly escape from the family quarrel, not wanting to hear what would lead to their death. Lily's father immediately delivers a hard slap on her face, making his five fingers appear on her face. "You ungrateful wench," he growls angrily. Lily wipes the blood off, raises her head, and looks at her father scornfully. "You're just trying to cover up your own mistakes," she says, her voice cold. "You did the same thing, that's why you feel it's normal, right?" She says mockingly. Her father is about to hit her again when Liliana steps forward, saying, "Dad, no, don’t hit her again. I can understand how hurt she feels." lily and her husband moments shush I don’t want others to hear this sweet sound from you my white rose do you know how surprised I am you are finally mine lily this made lily shudder not with fear but in a sweet way coz his look said it all

In the enchanting kingdom of Eldoria, where starlit skies kissed the earth and magic danced in the air, there lived a young woman named Ella. Known to most as Cinderella, her days were filled with chores and solitude, her nights spent dreaming of a life beyond her stepmother's oppressive grasp. One fateful evening, while tending to her garden, Ella discovered a hidden glade where wildflowers bloomed with an otherworldly glow. Drawn in by the ethereal beauty, she stumbled upon an ancient, shimmering well. As she gazed into its depths, a voice whispered to her, "Awaken the heart that lies dormant." Intrigued, Ella leaned closer and made a wish—a wish for courage, for love, and for a life where she could be truly herself. The well responded with a gentle ripple, and in that moment, the air around her shimmered with magic. She felt a warmth envelop her, igniting a spark within her heart that she had long forgotten. The next day, preparations for the royal ball swept through the kingdom. Ella’s heart raced at the thought of attending, but her stepmother firmly forbade it. Disheartened yet determined, she returned to the glade, hoping for guidance. There, she met a mysterious stranger named Leo, a dashing prince in disguise, who had ventured into the woods to escape the burdens of royal expectation. Their eyes locked, and in that instant, Ella felt a connection that transcended words. Leo revealed his desire to find true love, someone who saw beyond the crown. Inspired by their shared dreams, Ella confided her wishes and fears. With each passing moment, their bond deepened, igniting a romance that felt as old as time itself. With Leo’s encouragement, Ella crafted a plan. Using the magic of the well, she transformed her rags into a breathtaking gown and a pair of delicate glass slippers. That night, under a canopy of stars, she stepped into the ballroom, where Leo awaited her arrival. As they danced, the world around them faded away. In that moment, Ella realized that she had awakened not just to love, but to her own strength and spirit. The clock struck midnight, and as she fled the ball, Leo’s heart raced with a newfound determination to find her again. Cinderella's awakening was not just a tale of transformation; it was the beginning of a love story that would change the kingdom forever.

"No, I'm not. Can we go to the celebration hall?" "No, we can't. If the Alpha sees us there, we are doomed," I tried to explain to my wolf. "Please, Ava, just a look and we will be back." "Can we not go? We can use this opportunity to run away," I asked in a pleading tone, but she didn't respond and just retreated back to my head. I sighed and considered running into the woods, but I shook my head against it and went down the path that leads to the pack house. "Thank you, Ava," my wolf whispered, and I nodded.Despite the chaos in my heart over going to the pack house, I made the effort for my wolf. She was broken, and I couldn't bear to hurt her feelings, especially since this was the first thing she had asked of me. Upon arriving at the pack house, I was astonished by its beauty. The ladies were adorned in stunning gowns, and the men looked dapper in formal attire. I was impressed and found myself excited to explore. "See, isn't it fun?" my wolf remarked. "Yeah, sure," I replied eagerly, wandering around instead of hiding. "Ouch," I bumped into someone and fell. The room fell silent, and as I looked up, I met the angry face of Alpha Maximus Darkwood. My face paled, realizing this could be my last day.

"Adrian, where's my gown?" Mia asked with tension in her voice. She couldn’t believe Adrian was still sitting calmly among the guests, seemingly unbothered and hadn’t even changed yet. "Mia," Adrian looked at her with slight confusion. "What dress?" "Are you kidding me?" Mia raised her voice. "My wedding dress!" Adrian was dumbfounded, his mind trying to process her words. Today was Thanksgiving and his entire family was gathered in their home. From the corner of the room, he could clearly see their teenage son laughing and bickering with his cousins. "Mia!" Adrian said again, he stood up and looked at her closely. "Why are you even here?" Mia snapped. "Everyone is waiting already. Where-is-my-dress?" Adrian’s chest tightened as he finally realized Mia was dead serious. This wasn’t Thanksgiving for her. It was their wedding day. That was the day Adrian first realized something was happening to his wife. ⊱ — ⊰ Within 15 years, through the hundreds of "reversed times" that hit Mia, each day still managed to hold new surprises. Yet Adrian’s love for her never faltered. As the Alzheimer’s worsened, Adrian found himself facing pieces of her traumatic youth and childhood. Including the moments when she misrecognized him as her ex-fiance, Diego.

That night, Her dream was going to get fulfilled. She was about to recieve the Best Actress Award but... Her car crashed on the way, the satin gown wrapped around her body became red. Blood was dripping from her head to all the way down to her body and everything blurred around her... She woke up but she was not her anymore. She looked around but saw nothing but unfamiliarity. The door of the room opened and a man with his tall legs walked in . As he walked towards the bed she was lying down , his pierced gaze from the dark blue eyes fell upon her as he spoke with a straight face, “Hi, Miss Fianceê.” _______________ Yan Shu,one of the best actresses of Country A actually entered the industry to fulfill her mother's last wish. After eight years when she was about to achieve it and finally get her freedom her life turned to a new page. Her body became a living corpse overnight where her soul took over a girl's body, Su Mo Jiaran. With the new identity, she aspired for the freedom she couldn't get in her previous life but realized it was also impossible with the new her since she's already tied with the President Si Junyan. After much ups and downs, when love starts to bloom between them, her body starts to recover. Will her soul be back to her previous body? Will he love her after knowing her real identity? PS : Cover is taken from pinterest. Credits to the rightful owner.

It was a stormy night rain was pouring down heavily a little maiden was running wildly and trying save herself from some people, her white gown was torn apart from the bottom and it was all soak she had fallen on some rocks but she managed to get up in time and continue running,what do you will happen next, who are these people she was running from, who will be her saviour?

A girl had been locked away in a basement, her condition dire. Her wrists were tied with ropes, and her face reflected fear and exhaustion. Four men stood in the room, mocking her pain with twisted enjoyment. One of them laughed and said, “Don’t bother trying to escape, it’s impossible for you to get out of here.” Another added, “Let’s go outside for a smoke, leave her here to rot. We’ll be back in a while.” Laughing, the four men left the basement, shutting the door behind them. The girl quickly composed herself, determined to free herself from the ropes. After several moments of struggle, she finally loosened the bonds. Her hands and legs were badly bruised, but she ignored the pain and pushed forward. She slipped out of the basement and ran into the dark alley. Her torn gown fluttered in the cold night air, and her loose hair flew wildly behind her as she sprinted, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Despite the pain and fatigue, she didn’t stop. Silence surrounded her, except for the sound of her footsteps echoing in the night. Her body ached, but she kept going, her steps growing more desperate with every passing second. Eventually, she found herself at the edge of a dense forest. Through her blurred vision, she saw a river flowing ahead. There was a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes as she stumbled towards it. Kneeling by the water, she tried to drink, her hands shaking. But before she could take more than a few sips, her strength gave out, and she collapsed unconscious by the riverbank. Outside Mumbai – Edge of the Forest On the edge of this forest stood a grand cottage, owned by Abir Rajvansh. Abir Rajvansh – 30 years old, standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, with sharp features, a wheatish complexion, and a dark, commanding aura. On the surface, Abir appeared as a successful businessman, but deep down, his life was a storm of secrets. Cold and ruthless, Abir viewed the world as nothing more than a game to be played. His eyes always reflected a hidden hatred and anger, emotions he had buried deep within. The Personality of Abir Rajvansh Abir’s calm exterior hid a mind constantly at war. His past cast long shadows over his soul, making him indifferent to the emotions of others. To him, people were mere pawns, and those who dared to challenge him often found their lives reduced to ashes. He had never tasted defeat and knew how to erase his enemies in silence, leaving no trace behind. Abir had come to his cottage with a group of friends to celebrate his birthday. But their celebration was interrupted when one of his friends, who had gone near the river, discovered the unconscious girl lying there. Abir was informed immediately. He raised an eyebrow in surprise and said, “A girl? Out here, in this wilderness?” Questions filled his mind, but he knew something unusual was at play. When Abir saw the girl lying there, her lifeless face and disheveled state, he couldn’t take his eyes off her for a moment. There was a strange restlessness in his gaze that he didn’t quite understand. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to carry her inside the cottage. Now, the question loomed—who was this girl, and how had she ended up here? Abir was eager to uncover the truth, but something else stirred in his heart—an unfamiliar emotion that he couldn’t quite place.

In the vibrant city of melody and dreams, Eva, born into a middle-class family, finds herself on the precipice of a life-changing event—her imminent wedding to the man of her dreams, Leo. The air is filled with excitement and the promise of forever as she undergoes wedding fittings after a joyous dance practice with Leo, her fiancé. However, destiny takes a cruel turn as Eva stands at the end of the corridor, adorned in her wedding gown, only to realize that Leo is nowhere to be found. The joyous bells of celebration transform into echoes of abandonment, leaving Eva shattered and questioning why the love of her life chose to vanish on their special day. Amidst the anger, disappointment, and shame that envelop her parents, Eva finds herself thrust into an unexpected courtroom with a man she barely knows, Jayden Wills. Faced with societal pressures and the urgency to secure her sisters' future, Eva is forced into a hasty marriage with Jayden, a man whose family sees her merely as a means to an end. The Wills penthouse becomes her new reality, and the warmth of the grandmother's smiles masks a darker agenda as Eva discovers herself drugged, entangled in a web of desires to bear a grandchild. The shock of her situation and the realization that Jayden is already married cast Eva into a tumultuous sea of emotions. Determined to maintain her distance, she stays confined to her room, navigating the complexities of her newfound family. Jayden, preoccupied with business trips and his first wife, Susan, tries to ignore the inexplicable pull he feels towards Eva. Yet, as they spend time together, the magnetic connection between them intensifies, leaving Jayden grappling with unfamiliar emotions. A few weeks later, the shocking revelation of Eva's pregnancy further complicates the dynamics of their unconventional marriage. Jayden, who had longed for a child with Susan, now faces the prospect of fatherhood with Eva. Meanwhile, Eva's mother, desperate to mend the broken bond between Eva and Leo, reaches out to him. In a surprising turn of events, Leo returns, reopening old wounds and memories for Eva. As Eva continues to pursue her music and dance career, Leo's reappearance brings both joy and turmoil. Eva finds herself torn between her past with Leo and the unexpected love growing within her for Jayden, the father of her children. The twins turn one, and Jayden suddenly reappears at Eva's doorstep after an unexplained absence. The once-distant Jayden is now a changed man, expressing an urgent desire for Eva and a love that transcends the superficial expectations of their unconventional marriage. As their relationship deepens, shocking revelations unfold. Susan, Jayden's first wife, is exposed as a fraud who had been mothering another man's children outside their marriage. In an attempt to make amends, Jayden plans a surprise wedding for Eva, sealing their love and commitment to each other. The couple, having overcome the trials of betrayal and unexpected love, embark on a new chapter, vowing to create a happily ever after.

Ava is rebirth, rebirth as a vicious girl in a novel she'd read. In the original book, Aaden,the boss of the world's top fashion and luxury goods group proposed to break off the engagement to his fiancee Avery, after meeting the heroine Bella. Avery received a huge sum of money as compensation, but she was still depressed for the rest of her life. But now，Ava rebirth as Avery. Ava:"You don't have to serve your husband, but can still get such a big amount money. Is there such a perfect thing?" Ava came from last age, before she entered the book and reborn as Avery, she want to be a fashion blogger. So she proposed that in addition to sharing the money, she would also be allowed to lend the jewelry, clothes and bags collected by Aaden's family indefinitely. Aaden agreed, but did not break off the engagement.Later, Ava posted outfits on INS and YT: a dress with white shoes, a coat with a sweatshirt and sneakers. In this ancient novel about the popularity of tight skirts and high heels, she quickly became popular! With her gemstone crown, imperial green emerald, and handmade high-end vintage evening gown, she was featured on the first cover of "TOP" magazine, nominating the mysterious fashion blogger that major blue-blood brands most want to cooperate with! The fashion and luxury goods empire headed by Aaden is the second oldest in this book. Aaden dreams of becoming top one. At the wedding break-up scene, his fiancee thought after seeing the next season’s key products:"Is it ten centimeters to hate the sky? If you wear this in the last days, you will die in three steps."Aaden: This marriage is irrevocable. The original person Avery drugged Aaden and Aaden used this as a threat to force Ava to live with him. From then on, Aaden, an arrogant and conceited boss changed his style and turned into a follower who was obsessed with eavesdropping on his fiancee. Aaden not only took out his black leather book at any time, but also took notes carefully and nodded frequently. He often asked "without shame": "What is French style? Old money style? Quiet luxury style?..." As the heroine of the original book, Bella is the most unique existence compared to the male protagonist Ava. Her appearance is a beam of light, illuminating the originally "meaningless" life of the ascetic workaholic... Bella, who had foreseen the plot, waited for the original book heroine Avery to be divorced by Aaden's family. She waited and waited until the hot search: # Top luxury brand young tycoon secret meeting new internet celebrity#, #AN President Aaden once said that his fiancee is the only one in his life#...