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• 1-2 New Chapters Every Day An American accountant in 2025 wakes up to find himself in the body of King Louis XVI. The shock nearly stops his heart, but what truly terrifies him is realizing he’s living on borrowed time. He knows how this story ends, and he refuses to meet the guillotine. With his modern financial knowledge and sharp sense of public opinion, he decides to save France from bankruptcy—and himself from the blade. But politics in Versailles are far more dangerous than tax codes. His reforms stir anger among nobles, foreign rivals, and even his own court. Every move he makes is a gamble. And while he’s busy trying to change the future, he also has to pretend to be a husband to Marie Antoinette. At first, it’s just an act to keep history on track. Then, slowly, she becomes more than a name from his textbooks. Her warmth, her laughter, and her loneliness begin to draw him in. Now he stands between love and revolution, between the woman who changed his heart and the nation he’s trying to save. Can an ordinary man from the modern world rewrite the fate of France and keep both his crown and his life?

[BL] Due to a rare condition, Vince’s end of the red string of fate is tied around his neck, while his soulmate's, Jack, is tied around his finger, like it’s supposed to be. Theory says that if they "sleep" with someone that isn’t their soulmate, the string tightens on the other end, letting your soulmate know exactly what you are doing. When Jack feels his string tightening, he feels heartbroken, and starts to sleep around with everybody as revenge, not knowing Vince was a victim of abuse. When they finally meet, Vince is already suffocating. or - Love and fate's hopes for humanity were way too high and all they got was disappointment

“I woke up in a coffin, naked.” Waking up in a coffin, Alina wakes up to a new world. She’ll face off against cultists, robots, mages, monsters, and automatas, and that’s only half of the first day. She’s going to need knowledge, she’s going to need wits, and she’s going to need blood, a lot of it. But first, she needs her underwear. Follow the journey of Alina as she makes her place in the world, that she founds strange, but oddly familiar to Earth. She’ll meet dragon lords, A.I. overlords, warlords, and many other lords on her path of discovering the mystery of Ingrid and the origin of this world. However, it’s hard when all you want to do is bite down on necks. After all, she’s a vampire.

The ribs takeout delivered after a late-night overtime shift wasn't a comfort, but a death curse closing in step by step. A young female delivery worker, a bizarre carp by the bedside, a hoarse whisper in the ear... Overtime worker Joseph is drawn into an inexplicable horror. Childhood sins are awakened, shrouded by the shadow of being flayed alive. Who is knocking at midnight? Who is whispering "Why..." in his ear?

"I am just an executioner who works every day to earn money to live... I have nothing to do with those I execute, but deep down I know how many souls resent me... And the most resentful of them all was Princess Serena: 'If you execute me now, you will regret it for a long time.' I thought it was just an empty threat, and I didn’t know I would become one of the victims of her lover’s revenge — the Tower’s magician, Alister..."

"Goodness, my poor Mathilde! Mine was an impersonation! It was worth 500 francs all things considered! ..."

The cold wind hit me like a bullet. I took a step but the floor was so slippery that I was unable to catch myself. I almost fell forward into the pile of dreadful snow below me. Then suddenly a hand wrapped around me. It was a large bulky arm that gripped my waist from behind. The man who had been silently awaiting as I moved slowly down the aisle was now holding my tiny body up with a single arm. I turned slightly to see my savior. "T-Thank you..." I mumbled with my freezing lungs.

Joyce Anderson was the best among her colleagues. She had just finished her internship and was being whisked off by the FBI before she could blink. She suddenly spoke out in a meeting and that was how she landed her first mission. Everything went wrong on the first day of school and she was caught in the tug of war between the two male Adonis.

Above Love Victoria Lennox has spent her life proving she is untouchable. At thirty-four, she is the youngest self-made woman ever to break eleven figures, the most feared name on Wall Street, and the undisputed queen of Manhattan. Love, in her experience, is a liability best left to weaker people. She has built an empire on that conviction: marble penthouses, private jets, and a heart sealed behind bullet-proof glass. Then a rainy night, a totaled Bugatti, and forty-seven seconds of clinical death change everything. A stranger drags her from the wreckage. She never sees his face—only the distinctive crescent-moon birthmark on the back of his right hand—before he disappears into the storm. When Victoria wakes in a private hospital suite with titanium in her femur and a debt she cannot quantify, she does what she has always done: she hunts. She finds him living in a Bushwick warehouse, fixing pipes for old ladies and donating half his income to a no-kill shelter. His name is Elias Crowe—former Army Ranger, Purple Heart recipient, and the one man in New York who wants absolutely nothing from her. She offers money. He refuses. She offers gratitude wrapped in couture and orchids. He donates the orchids to the hospital where she recovered. Every gift, every grand gesture, every attempt to buy absolution is met with the same quiet, unshakable rejection. So Victoria does the one thing she swore she would never do again: she shows up. In jeans. In the rain. In kennels that smell like bleach and hope. Slowly, infuriatingly, the ice begins to crack. What starts as obsession becomes something far more dangerous: partnership, laughter, Sunday mornings that taste like coffee and pancakes, and a three-legged pit bull who decides Victoria belongs to them both. Elias never asks her to be less than the ruthless titan she is; he simply refuses to let her be lonely while she’s being it. But Victoria has spent fifteen years learning that love is a loaded gun with someone else’s finger on the trigger. When the past comes roaring back—old betrayals, boardroom coups, and the terrifying vulnerability of needing another person—she will have to decide whether the empire she built is worth more than the man who taught her heart how to beat again. A searing, witty, deeply romantic story about what happens when the woman who has everything discovers the one thing money can’t buy—and the man brave enough to make her earn it. Above Love is a standalone contemporary romance with heat, humor, zero cheating, a hard-won HEA, and a dog who steals every scene she’s in.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!