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Reborn as a Girl?

Here I ask these questions of you. What if you were a modern man just happily living your life, and then all of a sudden you were not? Now instead you have died and been reborn into a medieval world full of big powerful men, as a small girl without anything to your name? How would you survive? How would you cope with being just a little girl? What sort of heights could you honestly hope to reach without seemingly having any overpowered cheats or systems or super powers to help you, just some advanced knowledge from your past and maybe something else? Well come and find out how a man named Bruce, a former undercover police officer tries to deal with this exact situation and his/her constantly developing body, developing meaning getting her first menstrual cycle at some point, which will lead to bleeding monthly from her private spot and other fun stuff and later she/he will begin slowly gaining more and more womanly curves and such things, you know woman stuff. Plus it happens in a Fantasy medieval world, on a large mostly unexplored island named Albion which is basically just England but not really much at all. ___________ Warning: The MC is not going to deal with all the challenges before him/her so well, and is most definitely not a genius or anything crazy at the start. So be prepared for some misunderstandings and a sort of Roller Coaster of comedy and drama as MC tries to find her/his place within this new world, create home of his/her own, maybe become wealthy, maybe change something in the world, maybe lead some people to glory or even try and change the entire world or even the Galaxy at large. Note: This is me trying to rewrite my other work with the same name. Basically after some thinking and forming this world of mine into a form that makes sense, I am goin to do this again, similar, but better.
Lilis_42 · 24.2K Views

Mark of the Hunt

Am I going insane? The thought slithers into my mind the moment I wake up, cold and disoriented, in a place that feels more like a nightmare than reality. My head is empty, my memories wiped clean, leaving behind only a suffocating void where my identity should be. The walls around me are smeared with something dark—blood, maybe. Symbols, jagged and unfamiliar, carve into the surfaces as if someone tried to leave a message… or a warning. But none of it makes sense. Nothing here makes sense.  I try to grasp at something—anything—but the harder I reach, the faster it slips through my fingers, like smoke dissolving in the air. My pulse pounds as I force myself to move, each step foreign, like I’m controlling a body that doesn’t belong to me. A name. A purpose. Something to tell me who I am. But there’s nothing. Only fragments, pieces that refuse to fit together. Then the games begin. Survival. That’s all it’s supposed to be. Do what you’re told, follow the rules, and maybe—just maybe—you’ll make it out alive. But I learn quickly that this isn’t just about survival. It’s about control. It’s about twisting reality until I don’t know what’s real and what’s a lie. The other players are just as lost, just as desperate, but I can see it— But they aren’t like me. Some of them know more than they’re letting on. Some of them… aren’t afraid. The more I search for answers, the more the world unravels. Reality bends. Faces blur. Voices whisper from places they shouldn’t. Every time I think I’m close to the truth, it twists away from me, leaving me drowning in questions I can’t answer. The line between what’s real and what’s in my head has thinned to nothing, and I don’t know if I can trust my own mind anymore. Who am I? Maybe it’s better that I don’t know. Maybe knowing would break me beyond repair. Or maybe… maybe I was never meant to leave this place at all. I used to think I was just confused, just lost in the chaos. But now? I was definitely insane.
Emma_Maria_4394 · 5.7K Views

Nope! I can't be the Villainess and Definitely not Male Lead's Mother!

So, I woke up on the day I was supposed to be executed. You know, normal Tuesday stuff. My head was chilling on a wooden platform, and there was this tiny blade dangling right above my neck. Cute, right? Just waiting to slice through and end my fantastic life. Naturally, I thought, "How do I get out of this mess?" And what genius idea came to mind? Pregnancy! Yep, I faked a pregnancy. And not just any pregnancy — I told the Emperor, the very psycho who ordered my execution, that I was carrying his child. Spoiler alert: I was definitely not. But hey, it worked! I kept my head attached to my body. However, when the universe is determined to mess with you, even a fake baby bump can't save you forever. I kept up the act for a whole month before finally running away. Ah, freedom! No more psycho Emperor, no more looming execution, just me, living my best fake-pregnancy-free life, laughing like I was finally out of a bad soap opera. Or so I thought. Because of course, luck had to have the last laugh. Somehow, I ended up being the mother of the male lead. You heard that right. The male lead. In this ridiculous story, I’m not even his real mother, but here I am, stuck inside the palace with a literal murderer, aka the Emperor, who — plot twist! — killed the male lead’s actual mom and turned her into a freaking energy crystal. And now, I'm supposed to save the day. Me, the villainess who's not even supposed to be here. How? No clue. But one thing’s for sure, luck and I need to have a serious talk. Screw you, luck!
K1ERA · 12.9K Views
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