Drama

Magic themed romance that focuses on the female lead.

Synopsis: Andrea woke up thinking that she was dead {what? how am i alive} after realising that, she sat up and looked out the window { …what are those blue and tall things? Hang on. where even am I ?}

Getting a job is only the first step to misery.

Adulthood is a never-ending pit, one hole after the other waiting for you to jump into.

Let us corporate workers commiserate together.

Mina wakes up in another woman’s body at the center of a ballroom, mid-dance, surrounded by strangers who call her Seraphine du Fane. A noble’s daughter, cursed by rumor, whose lovers never live long enough to wed her. Struggling to understand who she has become, Mina must navigate a world of nobles, magic, and monsters, uncovering secrets that pull her deeper into a life she never asked for. Her only way home is to fit in, to prevent being killed. However, as the line between her own identity and Seraphine’s begin to blur, one question haunts her most of all.

Will she find her way back, or claim Seraphine’s life as her own?

[Author’s Note]
I hope you enjoy my first story. Thank you for reading! Let me in the comments know what you think of it, I always love to read them and react to them. (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Also side note!

I won 2nd place on the writing contest at Minkly! This means I would no longer be updating on this site. Please check out Minkly to read further! Thank you! <3

In a time when differences serve only to divide, the existence of a woman, Reina, defies it all, blurring lines between right and wrong. Reina was never born to take the crown, yet a single sin leads her to the seat of glory.

That sin Johannes von Eisenwald now wishes to undo, a sin committed by a man born to bring down the monarch. In a world scarred by war, can one be both redeemer and executioner? Can a choir of dissonance find its
rhythm in a divided world?

Dissonance is a historical romance set in the ruins of a fallen monarchy, where love and betrayal weigh heavier than war. This is a story for you who love slow burn, yearning, morally gray characters and forbidden romance.

Some secrets are meant to stay buried. Hers destroyed everything.

Sela thought she knew her family… until she discovered she didn’t belong.

By fifteen, living in Korea as Seol Ah, she’s learned that trust is dangerous, and love even more so. Her mother hides truths she can’t explain, and every day feels heavier than the last.

Then there’s Jin-ho, a boy who sees her, really sees her, in ways no one else does.

But danger is closing in. A ruthless gang. Family caught in the crossfire. And a truth that could ruin them all.

Some pasts aren’t just painful… they’re deadly.

⚠️ Content Warning: Dark romance, obsessive relationships, gang violence, mafia, and fight scenes. Includes a minor getting shot. All dark content is non-fetishized. Reader discretion advised. ⚠️

What happens when we play god? What happens when our creation plays god? Join us- ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

One day an illegitimate princess Harlynn found a little dragon who’s mother was under a curse. Little Harlynn took on a grand goal of saving the mother, but this naive goal has changed her future for better or for worse?

Lana never meant to stand out. But her silence made her a target, her intelligence sparked envy, and even her smile was met with hate. One day, she’s locked in a school bathroom—alone, hungry, and afraid.

That night, everything falls apart. Her parents die in a car crash, and she returns home only to find their lifeless bodies.

In the depths of grief, memories surface—of a girl in a novel who looks just like her. The same name, the same pain, the same fate. As the line between reality and fiction begins to blur, Lana faces a haunting question: Is this just a nightmare… or the beginning of another world?

“I’m terribly sorry my champagne found your face so magnetic, Captain.”

Theodore Ashford does not get angry. No — he smiles. Slow. Amused. Dangerous.

“No apology necessary, Lady Cruelton. In fact, I insist you join us for dinner next week. I find you… fascinating.”

—

Beatrice Whitmore died once already.

She wakes up inside a 1940s romance novel — not as the heroine, but as the infamous purple-haired villainess destined for scandal, disgrace, and an early grave. Everyone hates Lady Cruelton.

Which is perfect.

Because survival comes with rules.

A mysterious System rewards her with Hatred Points for humiliation, social ruin, and expertly executed cruelty. The more she’s despised, the longer she lives. Reform is fatal. Kindness is suicide.

Being terrible should be easy.

Until Captain Theodore Ashford — decorated war hero, heir to an estate as vast as his ego — refuses to despise her. Immune to her schemes, unfazed by her insults, he watches her with knowing amusement… as if he sees through every calculated performance.

Faking her death was supposed to secure her escape from the plot.

Instead, his attention drags her deeper into it.

Now Beatrice must outmaneuver gossip, rewrite a story determined to destroy her, and earn enough Hatred Points to survive — without falling for the only man who doesn’t hate her.

Because in a world where love is the true death sentence for a villainess…

Cruelty might be her only way out

Cha Seo-yeong transmigrated into the novel she had been reading just before her death, landing inside the body of Elphie, a cannon fodder set to die.

The original novel revolved around the main character Ariadne, a holy mother type of figure, who captured the attention of two male leads—the Crown Prince and the Northern Duke. Despite all these settings, the novel ended in the death of all characters and the fall of the kingdom.

Now, the story begins anew, starting with the awakening in a new body. Seven months remain until the end of the original novel… what choices will Elphie make to survive?

This is just another rofan story.

Seon was more than just an actor—he was Elena’s light in the darkness, the voice that made her heart feel less alone. She had never met him, never spoken his name in his presence, but his existence was enough to tether her to this world. Until the day he was gone.

The headlines scream his name. The world mourns, but no one grieves like Elena does. His death feels like an unbearable void, a wound that will never heal. The days stretch into an endless haze of sorrow until, one night, through a blur of tears, she closes her eyes… and wakes up in the past.

A year before Seon’s suicide. A year before the world loses him.

To the world, he is still a rising star, dazzling and untouchable. But now, Elena can see beyond the bright lights—the exhaustion, the loneliness, the silent weight pressing down on his soul. She knows how this story ends. And if time has given her this impossible second chance, she refuses to let him slip away.

But loving someone who stands on the edge of oblivion is like trying to hold onto a fading dream. No matter how much she reaches for him, the past is unyielding, fate already written in the stars. As she walks the fragile line between hope and despair, one question lingers—can love truly transcend time and space, or is she only delaying the inevitable?

A poignant tale of love, loss, and fate, Love You Across Time and Space explores the aching desire to change the past and the heartbreaking reality of those who carry the weight of the world alone.

After her father was framed for poisoning the Prime Minister’s son to death, Ning Qingyu was hit on the back of the head by the “officers” who came to arrest their family.

Upon waking up, she feigned madness in order to escape persecution.

Later, she married the comatose Marquis of Zhenbei, whose birth charts matched hers perfectly.

A halfwit thus ended up marrying a comatose guy.

Xiao Yu seemed to hear someone calling him from the darkness. That voice was saying: “If you want to live, hold on until I can make the antidote.”

She married in her legitimate elder sister’s place and spent ten years without a single regret, only to have her family fortune seized and meet a tragic death at the hands of a scum male.

Reborn for a second life, she vows to tear off the hypocritical masks of her elder sister and stepmother, beat down the black-hearted concubines, trample those so-called “pure white lotuses”, and hug her vast fortune as she sleeps, laughing herself awake!

Yet on her road to amassing wealth, there’s always that unreliable imperial uncle hovering in front of her eyes, pestering her with, “I want a kiss, I want a hug…”

She rolls her eyes, “Get lost.”

“One kiss for ten thousand gold taels.”

She instantly turns around, “Deal.”

In a world where MegaFauna crawl through interdimensional Gates and Cities run on ancient steam engines, chaos and (not so great) comedy collide in Past Life Hunter- a wild, slow-burning, genre-bending epic where nothing is sacred, everything is extra, and EVERY trope gets ‘lovingly’ mentioned.

Enter Delphina de Velasques, Sword Master, Ducal Lady, full-time Hunter, and of course, the Otome Villainess. Accompanied by a chaotic party, including a mysterious man who emerged safely from one of the Gates. Delphina will battle immense monstrosities, navigate dysfunctional Guild (and Noble) politics, and endure side-quests to survive the system’s BS and maybe, save the world in the process.

Equal parts parody and homage, this Epic Fantasy is a love letter to webnovel readers who want action, skills, and just the right amount of emotional damage (and murder). Warning: Contains strong female leads, weak men who learn, heavy & potentially triggering topics (tagged at the start of every chapter).

Read responsibly.

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18th-tier actress Lin Xiaoyu was just another background actress, struggling to make ends meet. However, when she accidentally catches a glimpse of a huge scandal, she impulsively takes photos of the event.

From there on, she is entangled in a web of lies, getting played by the various forces competing in the background for the key in her hand…

Compilation of short stories based on original poems written by the author.

(Caution: Some of these poems are over a decade old and may come across as a bit cringey. I’ve chosen not to edit them in order to preserve their original flavor, so please read them with discretion.)