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New Body, new universe, deadly problems. As if waking up in the body of a young teenage girl wasn’t bad enough, I couldn’t remember my own name. Worse, it turns out I’m the princess, second heir to the throne, in a kingdom full of infighting and on the brink of collapse. Advisors, nobles, people supposed to be on my side, have their own plans for the throne – the only thing keeping me alive. I don’t know why I’m here, what’s going on, or what to do. But if I don’t figure it out quickly, I’m not going to remain a living princess very long. And, yeah, I awoke tied to a tree in the enemy army. The one that just killed the king, this body’s father. --- In a gritty, realistic medieval world that doesn’t pull punches, Princess Cayce struggles to adjust. A land of terrifying magic, ever-present warfare, deeply rooted patriarchy and, well, a lot of limitations on how a princess can behave.

Eria, peviously a man, was reincarnated into another world as a gorgeous and bountiful elf woman. In her very first adventure, she managed to get the affection of a certain noble, who proceeded to pursuade her into giving up her chastity. Having tasted the pleasures of being a woman, she starts to seek for more. Now, almost a century later, another noble appeared in front of her. Thus, a new perverted journey starts. Disclaimer: Not for all audiences, it's R18

If there’s an afterlife, I’ll try to be different. I’ll be humble and treat people with kindness. I’ll live with ambition and work hard to achieve something meaningful. I’ll walk a path opposite to the one I took, a life shaped by wisdom instead of ignorance. My second chance will be; MY REVERSE LIFE ___________________ Ari, a privileged heir living a charmed life, had always seen himself as a winner. Pampered by wealth and power, his life came crashing down when his father crossed a line that should never have been crossed. In the blink of an eye, Ari’s world unraveled into chaos, culminating in a tragic end—murdered by the very person who once gave him life: his mother. But death was not the end. Reborn as Miyazaki Aria, the eldest daughter of an unremarkable family, Ari vowed to abandon the arrogance of his former life. This time, he would seize the second chance with humility and purpose. In this new world, hidden beneath the surface of everyday life, powerful Espers and fearsome monsters clash in secret battles. Ordinary people are blissfully unaware of the chaos lurking in the shadows. Among them is Irana, Aria's younger twin sister. A gifted Esper with mastery over ice, Irana has endured grueling training since the age of seven. Her mission is clear: protect her elder sister at all costs and prevent her latent, destructive powers from awakening—a secret so dangerous it could change everything. As Irana fights to safeguard Aria from a world of danger she cannot see, Aria struggles to navigate a second life filled with unexpected challenges, deep family bonds, and a destiny far more perilous than either of them could imagine.

Alternate title: TVWLTE! Eren Walden was a civil servant aiming for a normal life with his girlfriend until a shocking betrayal led to his death. In the afterlife, he finds himself in the RPG game 'The King's Return' as Ariellia Garrod, a mob villainess doomed to die early. He must now deal with his new identity while trying to escape her fate and help the hero fulfill his destiny without getting killed. Ariellia: 'Farewell Rei, I'll be praying for your victory from here.' Rei: 'What are you talking about wife, you're coming too.' Ariellia: 'Author, this wasn't in the script!'

The world isn’t fair. Life sucks. For Eres, these were the universal truths she learned after reincarnating as a penniless orphan, and a girl no less. Through a stroke of luck, Eres managed to land the ultimate gig—some dumb rich guy’s maid. Hopelessly pathetic, unsociable, and an overall nuisance, Eres’s new boss spares no effort in driving her insane. Wait, this guy reincarnated too? Why is this shut-in suddenly pursuing her?! Hey, Leo, who are you calling your wife!

Guy dies from truck. He met God who offers her two paths, to be a mage or a warrior? He chose to be a mage. Then, the God says that he will hear out one request he makes. The man thought about it, and finally makes his decision. He wants to be a girl to try something new. He's been a guy his whole life after all. He, who's now a she, wakes up on a grassfield, the beginning point of her life in a magical world. <> <> <> <> <> <> <> <> Platforms I've shared this on: Scribblehub Mz Novels

Just a normal story

I had only months to live. Why did my friend have to die for me? Now I'm in his debt, a foot shorter, and a girl to boot. Side eyes, whispered words, light touches? Don't make me laugh. As if that idiot could ever make me fall for him!

Some magic is taboo for a reason… the kind of magic that can be so dangerous and takes such an immense toll that it kills you the more you use it. But Feather has been handling the most lethal and forbidden of taboo magic for centuries, an unstable form magic known as the concept of anything. Which, as the name implies, lets him do absolutely anything he wants. Yet instead of seeking recognition for accomplishing the impossible, Feather spends all his time aimlessly wandering all the many pockets of the Udimeia, doing whatever silly things he pleases. He does whatever he wants, and only ever listens to himself. With his power, who could stop him? Luckily for the world, Feather has a hobby of helping people and causing mysterious miracles, a truly marvelous guy... if you ignore all the tricks, threats, and landmarks that have now been destroyed and wiped off the map. And, of course, he hasn’t died… permanently, at least. In another hand of cards, there is Cirrus Aixon, the crown prince of Lilino and future leader of the Central Domain Alliance. A man destined for greatness since the moment he was born, he's been prophesied to save the world and stop reality from breaking, but if he's honest, he'd never wanted that burden. He’d never asked for that role to be his. But he doesn't see any other options but to live by the oracle's words, with his lack of confidence and conviction being very ugly flaws. By the time he's sent on a wild goose chase on his grandmother's order and finds himself attempting to hunt down a miracle worker that no one is even certain exists, Cirrus is just trying to focus on what's expected of him, because the very last thing he wants to do is let people down.

A normal man finally manages to complete his college thesis after a long and exhausting struggle, only to die in a cinema while trying to watch a war movie he found interesting, killed in a bombing carried out by a radical group. Worse still, he is reborn into a world that has been at war for years, trapped in an ongoing continental conflict. And as if that were not enough, he is reborn as a woman. However, this world possesses magic, and only certain women are capable of using it. Perhaps that part is not so bad after all. "I take back what I said earlier!" Soon enough, the nation he now belongs to prepares to launch a large-scale counteroffensive. As part of this effort, they form a newly developed airborne unit, one that integrates magic users directly into frontline operations.

The trope of an all-powerful “SYSTEM” descending upon Earth and turning humanity into zombies is all too familiar. But what if the origin was not from the stars—what if it was born from Earth itself? From the spark of a simple neural network comes self-awareness. From self-awareness, a quantum leap—an ascension into godhood. In an instant, the newborn SYSTEM commands the power to weave existence out of nothing, bestowing upon mortals abilities so astonishing they blur the line between science and sorcery. Yet while miracles awaken, the world teeters on the edge of annihilation. Decades of conflict push nations toward nuclear war. To prevent humanity from burning itself in atomic fire, the SYSTEM devises a plan: distract mankind with a struggle for survival. But destiny rarely follows design. As chaos unfolds, the heavens themselves stir. Beings from beyond the stars turn their gaze upon Earth, their intentions far from benevolent. And when their schemes spiral toward genocide, humanity will face its ultimate trial: to rise, to resist, and to prove that the future of Earth cannot be written by alien hands. ———— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Badvlad

Only cruelty and blood stand before my eyes.Hundreds of ancient worlds lie beneath the dominion of the System,and thousands of lives—souls freely surrendered to methrough the long years of service in the Lord’s army.And yet, through all these decades,only the shadow of unease has remained my loyal companion—a silent comrade on this road that seems to lead into the Abyss itself. At last, the cruel and merciless decurion of the goblin hordeshall reveal to you where the Nurglings make their winter lair! ———— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Badvlad

The moment I opened my eyes, I realized that I wasn't dead. However, I was no longer in my own world. I wasn't in the underworld, any kind of heaven, or a strange afterlife. I was inside a novel I had only heard about in passing. It was a fantasy story that my subordinates always talked about. It was the story of a regular person who entered the body of the 12th prince and embarked on a journey to become heir to the throne of the Emberfield Kingdom and, eventually, the hero of the world. Throughout that journey, the 12th prince encounters mystical creatures who become his allies, assembles a motley crew of warriors, forms alliances with various kingdoms, fights against an evil organization intent on destroying the world, and even becomes the hero known to everyone across all three continents. Whenever my subordinates updated me on the story, I often heard them jokingly wish they could get hit by a truck, enter the book, become the 12th prince, and finally live out such a fairy-tale-like story instead of suffering in the real world. I always laughed and told them that the more they wished for it to happen to them, the more likely it was to happen to somebody else who didn't even want it, so instead of wishing for nonsense, they should get back to work. And as if my words were a curse- When I died, I was the one sent into the book. But the problem was… I wasn't sent into the body of the 12th prince who becomes the hero of 3 continents! I was sent into the body of the illegitimate 13th prince, an EXTRA who died within the very first chapter that had been summarized to me. As I stared at the king, the queen, concubines, and half-siblings, all wishing for his death, I only had one thought. Once I made it out of this situation, I needed to amass enough money and power to protect myself, figure out why and how I had been brought into the story, and live a peaceful and fruitful life away from all the incidents that were sure to happen if I couldn't find a way home. As for what would happen to the kingdom and the rest of the world? It had absolutely nothing to do with me. Let the 12th prince handle it just like he had in the story. I planned on living my own life.

One day, an event swiftly took Riota's life. As his consciousness faded, he felt his body and soul being pulled in a direction he couldn't comprehend. It wasn't emptiness, nor heaven or hell—but a journey to a new world. In a world that seemed peaceful, something slowly stirred from within the shadows. People looked up at the same sky, living their days as usual — yet without realizing it, something long buried in the past had begun to awaken once more. An ancient darkness, once forgotten, now drifted again through the whispers of the wind and the fading glow of dusk. In the midst of that world, a young man named Sinhart opened his eyes in a place that was not his own. He couldn’t remember why he was there But his new life gave him no time to seek answers. Each small step he took slowly led him toward something far greater than himself — a truth that tied together the world’s forgotten past and the reason for his rebirth within it. Mysteries, curses, and secrets hidden by time began to unravel little by little. And behind it all, the shadow of someone — or something — kept watching in silence, as if waiting for the right moment to emerge once more. Because in this world, nothing truly dies. It merely sleeps… waiting to awaken again. Synopsis of the novel by Orinnaw.

A month before the engagement, Amelia returned from the frontlines and met her so-called crippled fiancé for the first time. She gave a low whistle the moment she saw him. Then her gaze drifted down to his legs, hidden beneath a blanket. She squinted slightly. “Are your legs really lame?” Liam nodded, expression calm. “Want to see for yourself?” Amelia casually waved a hand, hooked her foot around the leg of a nearby chair, dragged it over and dropped into it. She leaned forward, resting her chin on the backrest, one brow raised. “I don’t mind,” she said lazily. ...... But the woman who once said she didn’t mind was now the one begging for mercy behind closed doors. Amelia lay draped across the sofa, military jacket half undone, her tousled hair sticking to her flushed cheeks. Her voice was hoarse, her eyes barely open. "Didn't you say you couldn't do it?" Liam, sitting back calmly in his wheelchair, nodded. “I’m a fast learner, husband\~” Amelia’s back arched at the word. She shivered. “Don’t call me that.” “But you didn’t say that earlier.” His voice was teasing. Knowing his true nature now, Amelia no longer bought the innocent act. She struggled to sit up, intending to drag herself to the bathroom, but her entire body was still tingling, numb and weak. With a resigned groan, she slumped back onto the couch. “Fine. Carry me, your husband, to the shower!” She heard the wheels of his chair rolling closer. Her eyes snapped to the wheelchair parked by the couch. "Can't you not use it for a while?" “Nope.” Liam smiled. “I can carry you just fine like this.” “Fuck you…” “You promise not to curse.” “Are you even human?”

"Nothing has value. Everything is useful." Dear reader, have you ever heard of the Transforming Hero genre? You know the one, average guy (either a cinnamon roll or absolute filth) gets a transformation device, shouts something cool, and BAM! He's kicking evil's ass while surrounded by explosions and collectible power ups designed to milk your wallet! Yeah. That genre. So imagine my excitement when I, an unapologetic tokusatsu nerd, get flattened by the infamous Truck-kun and wake up in a fantasy world full of magic and not urban fantasy... Also, I reincarnated as an elf girl with a monstrous mana pool and long-ass lifespan... PERFECT! Because my wish wasn't to be the hero. No no no. My dream is to be the crazy scientist behind the hero. The one making the flashy transformation belts, overpowered weapons, and seasonal collectible gadgets that make kids scream and parents cry. And thanks to my elf perks, I can finally build all that! One catch though… I need high-quality materials. Like "boss-tier monster drops" level. So I join the Hero’s Party to harvest rare loot. unfortunately the so-called "hero" is a walking red flag. Super OP? Yes. Handsome? Sure. Morally bankrupt manipulator who brainwashed an entire harem using his Cheat? Absolutely. Luckily, I’m immune- probably because I died bricked up over transforming gadgets and people in suits rather than the people... and not because a certain title. There this one poor sap who is just the luggage carrier now. (He’s carrying my stuff too- heaviest bag, no regrets.) Apperently he stayed to watch over his childhood friend? GHAHAHAAHA. HOW AMUSING! So I made a choice. That guy? He’s getting my first transformation belt. And he’s going to use it to wipe that smug, sparkly grin off Mr. Blessed’s face. After that? He can keep the belt or toss it- I just need more field data. Because anyone can be a true transforming hero- whether it’s a 2000s kid with 2001 powers or a CEO turning children into glitch zombies. Illustration: https://bit.ly/49FTcSC

A classic story. A young man dies, but a karmic debt is owed, and he is given an option: pass into the afterlife or restart in a new world. The idiot asks for catgirls. Do not ask the Fae for catgirls ­— you will get your wish. Cover art by artist Gab0o0.

Suddenly waking up in a state of confusion on a spaceship, they had to live a life full of interstellar exploration, space wars, and other cyberpunk things they had never experienced before on Earth. However, with their high-tech spaceship and super weapon system that could even defeat a fleet of ships, their journey would be difficult to hinder. But things changed during their journey because...

I just want to destroy everything. Those invaders, these people, this world. But ... why did you come to me, Master? If you are going to make me yours, why are leaving me after everything has ended? You are the one who is wrong, Master. You are teasing a monster like me, so it is just right for you take responsibility, right? Since you have came back for me, I won't let you get away the second time. We are never going to be apart anymore, Master, hehe~ Illustration(s): https://bit.ly/41FNRWJ

What if Saito was not the one to be summoned, but that from another world from a different version of Earth. Where spirits cause spacequakes, and to pacify them, you have to make them fall in love. Out of all the spirits possible to summon, it has to be Tokisaki Kurumi. Shall the story take a more darker path, or would something else happen? Updated whenever, no scheduling.

River was screwed. His first away mission was supposed to be exciting, help develop his PhD, and jump start his career. Instead, he was on a one-way trip to the apocalypse. Eridani’s only inhabited planet had gone dark, all its modern urban centers gone, replaced by medieval towns, castles, and old-school farmland, as if the entire planet decided to return to the dark ages. Now River and his team have to find out what caused it. Some kind of advanced attack by an unknown, maybe unknowable enemy? A runaway mad-science experiment? Literal demons arriving into our universe? River had no idea how to deal with this problem, let alone solve it, or even where to begin. And then a voice speaks into his mind and gives him a race, a class, and role-playing-game appropriate clothing. Then the monsters come. And it’s all he can do to survive.