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I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Proceed with caution. This is not your average fantasy adventure. Beware. I might as well trap you in my pages. --- "Run, little angel." His voice is velvet, edged with sin—soft enough to make her shiver, dark enough to make her obey. Ariel tries to move, to escape, to fight against the invisible chains pressing against her skin. But he’s already there. Behind her. Before her. Inside her mind. "You can’t leave. Not now. Not ever." His fingers trace the edges of her trembling lips. Heat coils around her wrists, his magic binding her without a single chain. "Say my name, Ariel. Whisper it, scream it, curse it—" his breath burns against her throat, "—but you will never forget it." She gasps as the weight of his words settles into her bones. And then he smiles. "Good girl."

In the bustling streets of Kolkata, 2025, Aritra Naskar is just another overworked IT professional, trapped in the monotony of corporate life. But fate has other plans. One tragic evening, Aritra's life is cut short in a devastating train accident—only to awaken in 2008, back in his 18-year-old body, on the cusp of his WBJEE preparations. Confused yet intrigued, Aritra discovers he’s been granted access to the Legendary System, an advanced interface that allows him to buy futuristic technology, manipulate stock markets, and alter events before they happen. Armed with knowledge from the future and a hunger to rewrite his destiny, Aritra sets out not just to reclaim his lost dreams but to build an empire that will change the course of India’s future. From surviving high school to dominating global economies and reaching for the stars, Aritra’s journey is one of ambition, power, and the ultimate question: How far would you go if you had the chance to control time itself?

WSA 2025 entry A man awakens in an unforgiving yet beautiful world. He will face great challenges as he journeys far and wide in search of an answer to his lost memories and the nature of the new world he inhabits. It is a land of great and terrible wonders, yet as grandiose as it seems, it is also a shadow of its former past, filled with ruins of what were once thriving kingdoms. Expect a lonely journey. Will he recover his past? Will he be able to return home? Who knows... *Author here. This is my first novel, hope you enjoy it. Updates for the meantime will be two chapter dumps (5) a week (I know, it's not much, but I like taking my time and providing original, quality content) unless it gets popular, in which case I may increase the scale of the novel, since it's going to be a short read for the meantime. I think you'll like this if you also like Souls games, The Lovecraft Mythos or Made in abyss (In my biased opinion as the author of course) Also, criticism is welcome, I'll make sure to read comments and have them in mind. I think the story will be interesting, but I may lack a bit in grammar since it's my first time writing and its not my native language.

Rael screwed up badly. One reckless gamble later, and his guild's entire emergency fund was gone. With debt collectors ready to harvest his organs, his only hope was a single, desperate gacha pull. Ding! [Congratulations! Player: Quarterpounder69 has obtained the (Divine) Grade item, Eye of the Beast!] [Divine Grade item obtained! All Stats +250] [First Divine Grade item obtained! All Stats +100] [New title unlocked! [Heavenly Attraction] (Divine)] With no other choice, he consumed the item—only to be thrown into a situation no player had ever faced before. [To ensure fairness, please select a random number. This will determine which boss monster variation you become.] 'Uh, I don't fucking know? 69... hmm, maybe not...' [Confirmed.] 'Wait—' [Congratulations! You've chosen the Special-Type Boss Monster Variation: The Pay-to-Win Boss.] [Congratulations! You've become a Boss Monster!] Armed with broken perks like [Premium Leveling], [Premium Evolution], and [Premium Shop], Rael was thrust into the world of the VRMMORPG game he had been playing. The issue was, he went back in time, specifically, 150 days before the launch of version 1.0.

A young Japanese man inherits his parents' Shine Muscat grape farm after they impulsively bought it during retirement but couldn't handle its physical demands. Though initially reluctant, he finds success farming for three years until market oversaturation causes prices to plummet. While playing a new video game called "Immortal Order: Origin" about historical secrets, he is mysteriously transported to 16th century North America, where he encounters starving English colonists from the lost Roanoke Colony. His grape farm has been transported with him, complete with modern equipment and a secret gift called 'Immortal'.

Yeon-Jun Shin works as a talented barista at a cozy coffee shop nestled in a bustling neighborhood. His life has been shaped by a challenging reality—he lives with selective mutism, a condition that emerged from the deep-rooted trauma he faced during his childhood. After enduring significant hardships, Yeon-Jun was fortunate to be adopted by the father of Sung-Hoon Cha, the ambitious young entrepreneur who owns the coffee shop where he now flourishes. Despite his struggles, Yeon-Jun has quietly become a beloved figure among the patrons, drawing them in with his exceptional brewing skills and strikingly good looks. However, Yeon-Jun's tranquil existence is disrupted when he crosses paths with Woo-San Kim, a man of considerable wealth and influence. Woo-San hails from an illustrious lineage, being an eighth-generation chaebol, and currently holds a prestigious position in the media sector. Despite his high status and the expectations that come with it, he harbors a simple yet profound passion—he relishes the experience of sipping a perfectly crafted coffee at his favorite local café. More than just the coffee itself, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to Yeon-Jun, the enigmatic barista who serves him. Though they share many moments in the coffee shop, their interactions remain silent, marked only by Woo-San's lingering gaze fixated on Yeon-Jun behind the counter. Something about Yeon-Jun captivates him—perhaps it’s the way his eyes light up while expertly preparing a latte or the serene aura he projects amid the café's lively atmosphere. However, this budding connection takes an unexpected turn when Woo-San's grandfather, intent on preserving the family's honorable legacy, imposes an arranged marriage upon him. Caught in an emotional whirlwind, Woo-San faces a profound dilemma: should he regard the weight of familial duty and embrace a life scripted by tradition, or follow the uncharted path that his heart seems to beckon him toward—toward Yeon-Jun? As each day unfolds, he must navigate the complexities of obligation and desire, weighing his grandfather's demands against the quiet yet stirring bond he has formed with the barista. In a world governed by riches and expectations, what choice will Woo-San ultimately make?

In 1558, the fifteen-year-old Ayush wakes up to be transported back into medieval India, only to realize that he was the prince of the once-thriving Yadu Empire ruthlessly destroyed by the Mughal forces. In the evening, while escaping from the Mughals, Ayush unintentionally turns on a strange system that relates to him. That system was named the "Strongest Empire System" and has promised to restore and establish for him a new empire which might surpass all known civilizations at a certain point of history. He wanted to destroy the Mughal Empire which has destroyed his kingdom and almost killed his father. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• [System] [Harem] [Kingdom Building] [Empire] [Strong Leader] [Smart] [Quick Thinker] [Current Technology] [Black Technology] [Genetic development] [Killing] [Ruthless] [Indian Subcontinent ] [Mediaeval India] Please move to the main chapter for the real feal. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• For contact to Author, ig account :- skye.ternal if anyone want to donate the author. upi id :- animelal2006@oksbi

Reeling from the shame, anger, embarrassment of his break up with the love of his life publicly, Kieran White had gotten involved with a common waitress at the pub he visited. They had hit it off and soon had a one night stand that led to them signing a contract marriage of five years so Kieran could head his family's business. What Edwina Hall had thought was a dream come true soon came shattering with a reality so blindly forced into her face when her husband asked her to sign the divorce papers he presented to her. Devastated, she had signed the papers and had left her cold-hearted ex-husband alone only to realize that she was pregnant with his son. Five years later, the duo crossed part in the most unlikely places and this time, the tables had turned as Kieran would do anything to get Edwina to notice him and most importantly, be with him again. Would Edwina continue to feign indifference to the man who had her heart and the father of her son or would she ignore him and move on with someone else?

Veda, a 27-year-old Kalaripayattu enthusiast and chemistry graduate in modern-day Shimla, is struck by a bus. He awakens to find himself in a seemingly ancient setting, dressed in traditional clothing, and in a room that feels centuries old. He discovers he's somehow inhabiting the body of a 17-year-old zamindar (landowner) named Veda Chandra in the 12th century. Memories of this past life flood his mind, intertwining with his present-day consciousness. He's now both Veda the scientist and Veda the zamindar, trapped between two realities. Just as he begins to grapple with this impossible situation, a "Legacy System" interface appears before his eyes, suggesting a further layer of mystery to his predicament.

Animesh, a man reincarnated into a parallel world in India, finds himself selected as the puppet Prime Minister in 1996, right after the government of Atal Bihari Vajpayee and the BJP has collapsed. Waking up just days before taking the oath of office, Animesh discovers that he has been granted access to a powerful system designed to aid in the management of the government. With his parents serving as influential members of parliament, Animesh has the support and connections needed to sway the political landscape in his favor. Determined to restore India to its ancient glory, Animesh harnesses the capabilities of the system, aiming to lead the nation back to its rightful place. Will he be able to make India great again, embodying the spirit of Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam—the idea that the world is one family? --- This is all fictional world and nothing to do with reality.

In a world of ancient magic, forgotten lore, and werewolf royalty, Lady Genevieve Montclair must navigate the treacherous landscape of the Lycan High Court. After being cast aside by her former lover, Sir Alaric Valcourt, Genevieve finds herself bound to the ruthless Lycan King, Edric Ravenshire, by a bond she cannot deny. As war looms, ancient secrets unfold, and the very fabric of their world is threatened, Genevieve must confront the darkness within herself and make impossible choices to protect the man she loves and the kingdom she now calls home. Will she find a way to forge her own destiny, or will the fate that binds her to Edric Ravenshire prove inescapable? Dive into a world of epic romance, heart-stopping action, and ancient magic, where the line between love and loyalty is blurred, and the true meaning of destiny is tested.

Since I was a child, I always admired characters who moves within the shadows. They aren't the protagonist, nor the antagonist of the story. They can be considered a really important character who will barely appear on the whole series, but their presence itself are so mysterious and relevant to the overarching and jumbled arc of the characters.

Kimberly Ross’s world is shattered in eighth grade when Dave, the most popular boy in school, humiliates her in front of everyone. The whispers and judgmental glances that follow only deepen her pain, but just as she begins to move on, Toby, the class clown, publicly mocks her for being a late bloomer. Insecurity takes root, and Kimberly becomes obsessed with changing her body, desperate for validation in a world that seems to find her lacking. By freshman year, everything changes. Kimberly blossoms, catching the attention of both Dave and his best friend, Jace. Determined not to let history repeat itself, she chooses Jace over Dave only to discover that Jace’s affection was born from a cruel bet. Yet, as she struggles with heartbreak, Jace falls for her for real, just as he’s whisked away to boarding school without warning. Left reeling, Kimberly finds comfort in Dave, who is eager to claim what he once rejected. But their relationship is far from perfect. Dave keeps her a secret, flirts with other girls, and repeatedly pushes her away. When an older senior, Ethan, shows interest, Kimberly dares to believe she might finally find stability—until Dave returns, pulling her back into his orbit. With graduation approaching, Kimberly is caught in an emotional whirlwind of love, betrayal, and self-doubt. But when she uncovers the final, devastating truth about Dave, she faces a choice that could define her future. Will she finally break free from the cycle, or is she doomed to repeat the mistakes of her past?

I was just a normal guy who wrote a novel called I Got Reincarnated into a Magical World, and it became pretty popular. But one day, when I was writing the final chapter, someone broke into my house and killed me. When I woke up, I was confused at first, but then I realized I had been reincarnated into my own novel. And to top it off, there were four new characters that I hadn’t created. By the way, the reason I wrote this novel was to gain some experience before writing my main novel, which, if done right, will be ten times better than this one.

A indian soldier died in his mission in Pakistan and recarnated in 1880 india where British are ruling and got a Hitman system. Now mc kill and got reward.

Have you ever wondered how a person who was supposed to be dead was walking in front of you? Or why you are trapped in a mysterious paranormal game and the rules that are set in place to protect you are falling apart, or maybe you just want a short spine chilling tale to end the day? Have you ever just thought about paranormal things? Most people will tell you they are nonsense but here, we will learn about all the paranormal with you. But be warned, some of these tales are true...

The East+[Shelter + Management + Apocalypse Rotation + Steady Male Protagonist] The apocalypse game has descended upon humanity, throwing the world into chaos. People are randomly assigned shelters across the globe, and every month, apocalyptic disasters rotate like clockwork: searing heat, unrelenting cold, meteor showers, mutant plants, and rampaging monsters. Survival hinges on venturing out to scavenge resources, battling the elements, and upgrading shelters to withstand an onslaught of catastrophes. Yi Bai is just another player in this brutal game—or so it seems. But soon, he discovers that his shelter talent is unlike any other. [Homebody’s Paradise (SSS-Class)]: For every day spent in his shelter, Yi Bai receives critical survival rewards tailored to his needs. The higher his shelter level, the better the rewards. “A top-tier talent! I can get stronger just by staying at home?” While others are fighting tooth and nail outside their shelters—battling monsters, scouring for food, and struggling to survive—Yi Bai is quietly turning his shelter into the ultimate fortress. Resources, weapons, food, and equipment pour in effortlessly. His Sealy bed? Supreme comfort. The S-Class combat beauty awarded to him? Lounging by his side. Apocalypse resources? Stacked so high he can’t even spend them all. With nothing more than patience and a talent for staying put, Yi Bai becomes an unstoppable force. “You call this the apocalypse?” He chuckles, sinking deeper into his plush bed. “This is paradise for homebodies!”

Shiva was a 28-year-old teenager who died in a car crash and was reborn with the power of Ghost Rider in the Twilight and TVD (The Vampire Diaries) world. . . . Arthur's Note: My grammar may not be the best, but I'm working on improving it. I don't own any of the characters, only my original character (OC). I would appreciate feedback and support if you enjoy the story. I will be updating it three to four days a week.

I died as a normal politician in her 30s, and reincarnated as the only daughter of a rich jeweller in Surat. But the twist was that I wasn't born in the modern day, but about a century ago. As my great-great grandmother. During British India period. And now, I became the First PM of India

In the bustling town of Nellore in 1996, 14-year-old Amarasinghe Arjun Reddy awakens to a second chance at life—but in the most tragic of circumstances. A 40-year-old tycoon in his past life, Arjun finds himself back in his teenage body, moments after losing his parents, Amarasinghe Veera Reddy and Saumya Haarika Chowdary, in a devastating accident. Armed with the wisdom, experience, and memories of his previous life, Arjun vows to rewrite his destiny, protect his inheritance, and forge a legacy that will make him the richest man in history. Arjun’s journey begins with a fierce battle to safeguard his family’s wealth from scheming relatives who exploit his young age. He places his trust in his 18-year-old aunt, Saumya Ananya Chowdary, whose unwavering loyalty and intelligence become his cornerstone. As Arjun navigates the murky waters of grief, love, and ambition, he forges alliances with powerful individuals, including estranged grandparents, politicians, and skilled professionals, while building a business empire that spans continents. Set against a backdrop of real-world companies, political turmoil, and cultural shifts, the novel explores themes of power, ambition, and legacy. Along the way, Arjun’s relationships deepen, introducing four heroines, each a stunning beauty with unique traits, including Ananya, who shares an intimate and controversial bond with him. From scheming relatives to political rivalries, from producing blockbuster films to influencing global elections, Arjun’s life is a whirlwind of triumphs and trials. Whether he’s facing betrayal, managing jealousy between heroines, or leveraging his wealth to reshape societal norms, every step propels him closer to his ultimate goal. By the age of 28, Arjun Reddy stands as the world’s richest man, a devoted father of five, and a global influencer capable of swaying even American elections. Yet, beneath the glitz and power, his story remains a testament to the resilience of a man determined to conquer his past and claim his future. The Trillionaire's Rebirth is a sprawling tale of ambition, love, and destiny—a saga of a boy who refused to let tragedy define him and instead carved out an empire from the ashes of his past.

Peteson was like a god, destroying armies with just his hand, but even someone as strong as him could not avoid death. What he didn’t know was that there was a prophecy about the end of the world and a saviour, and that he would awaken in the future, with humanity destroyed and giant moles who lived underground who wanted to conquer what was “rightfully theirs.” People with an important aura and suits promised Peteson that he would rest once more if he killed those beings, and Peteson did, closing his eyes expecting to be taken to the afterlife after all that effort. But it seems that the prophecy said nothing about what happens after, and now Peteson has to live in the aftermath of the end of the world even though he wasn’t there when it started in the first place. And what better way than travelling across the world? While killing the remaining singularities along the way.

In an alternate world, the year is 1947, and as India steps into the dawn of its hard-won independence, an extraordinary twist of fate unfolds. A soul from the future, unexpectedly transported back in time, finds himself thrust into the highest office of the land, Prime Minister of a nation on the cusp of rebirth. What follows is a journey through the corridors of power, where betrayal lurks at every corner, and internal strife threatens to tear the fledgling nation apart. Faced with impossible choices, this modern mind must navigate a country marked by political intrigue, international pressures, and the weight of a people’s hopes. But beneath the surface lies a larger ambition, the vision of an Akhand Bharat, a united and unshakable India that rises from the ashes of its tragic past to forge a bold new future. As history begins to unravel and destiny is rewritten, the stakes grow ever higher. What will it take to unify a divided land and bring forth a nation powerful enough to redefine its place on the global stage? In a tale of courage, sacrifice, and the power of leadership, witness the birth of "A New India" unlike any before, a force to be reckoned with, ready to stand among the world’s greats. If you want to support me via PayPal - https://www.paypal.me/Clausmic 1/2 Chapter Daily depending of the word count. For Bonus Chapters:- 150 Power Stone - 1 Chapter 5 Golden Ticket - 1 Chapter Massage Chair - 2 Chapters Castle - Mass Release (10/15 Chapters) Do read my New Work: Rise Beyond Earth's Final Shield

In an era where gods have vanished, Affinity Users have risen to become the ruling force of the world. Fate, calamity, ocean, life… Powers of various inclinations intertwine and clash, shaping the future of this planet. Mo Ying—a mysterious girl—joins an equally enigmatic mercenary group. Her arrival is destined to stir the tides, and her story marks the beginning of an epic. Yet beneath the surging waves, a grand conspiracy quietly brews. As the world edges toward the abyss of destruction, how can humanity break free from the shackles of fate and find a path to survival?

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This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

Feared across the lands as The Wandering Crimson Mist and, Li Mei is a legend drenched in blood. She has slain sect leaders, destroyed entire clans, and even defied the heavens, leaving a trail of death in her wake. But after years of battle, she finds no joy in the carnage anymore. Weary and unfulfilled, she surrenders herself to the Grand Alliance, who condemn her to Pandora’s Box—a prison carved into the heart of a mountain, guarded by divine barriers and filled with the most dangerous criminals the world has ever known. Sealed in the abyssal depths, Li Mei expects nothing but silence and solitude. But every day, she is visited by Yang Hui, the warden of Pandora’s Box, known as the Keeper of the Box of Evil.

The daughter of two poor farmers, beautiful Li Xiao Niang is given a once in a life time opportunity to become the Crown Prince's bride, but when she gets married to the Prince, she finds that life in the Palace is not at all like she imagined and she is sorely under prepared for the difficulties ahead of her. Will she come out victorious or will she lose to the enemies hiding behind the shadows?