Fantasy

Three things I learned after reincarnating into My Hero Academia:

Charles Xavier passed his telepathic powers down to me. Great.

He also passed down his baldness. Not so great.

X-ray vision is a terrible power in the wrong hands.

I am the wrong hands.

Welcome to my second life: where the UA exams are the least of my worries, and the real challenge is not thinking with my junk when I have unlimited mental powers.

Content Warning: Subtle hypnosis and mental influence.

Disclaimer: This is a fan-made work. I don’t own the original series or its characters. Only the protagonist belongs to me. All credit goes to the original author.

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?

Qin Jiu transmigrated into a switched-at-birth novel.

She became the first daughter of a marquis’ household. She was swapped out maliciously at a young age and raised in the countryside.

The fake young mistress female lead was a rebirthed girl. The pearl of the capital, and the future wife of the second prince.

In the original novel, Qin Jiu had been jealous of the female lead and kept going against her, trying in vain to frame her. Unaware of her lacking capabilities, she even tried to steal the male lead from her. Eventually, everyone turned their backs against Qin Jiu and she was killed by an arrow to the heart.

After reviewing the plot, Qin Jiu tore up the script–She doesn’t want to be this villainess cannon fodder! Then in the next moment, she jumped into the arms of Regent Gu Zezhi.

Qin Jiu, “Sob sob sob…golden thighs!”

Gu Zezhi, “I’ll let you hug them.”

The regent of the dynasty had a fierce reputation of great power and heartless killings. Many people hated him, feared him, and wanted him dead. Then, one day, someone saw the infamously fierce regent holding a little girl in his arms with a pampering expression. Gu Zezhi kissed her hair and spoke in a gentle voice.

“You can get rid of anyone you want. I’m here.”

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.”

Rielle Hart never wanted love.
She never wanted fate.
She only wanted to survive.

A nameless orphan with no dreams beyond warm meals and a roof over her head, Rielle becomes a palace maid in the royal court of Aveloria—where ambition is punished, and curiosity can be fatal.

Her rule is simple:

Never stand out. Never be noticed. Never look at the Crown Prince.

Then, on her very first night, she drops a lantern at his feet.

The silver-eyed Crown Prince—cold, untouchable, and rumored to be cursed—should have punished her on the spot.

Instead, he laughs.

From that moment on, the palace begins to shift.

Assignments change.
Glances linger.
And the Crown Prince, who has rejected every noblewoman placed before him, starts paying attention to a maid who wants nothing from him.

At first, Rielle believes it’s a mistake.
Then a coincidence.
Then a threat.

Because in the palace, being seen is more dangerous than being hated.

She doesn’t know why the Crown Prince watches her.
She doesn’t know what he wants from her.
And she certainly doesn’t know what fate is quietly rewriting behind her back.

All she knows is this—

She never asked to be chosen.

And yet, of all people, he chose her.

A slow-burn romantic fantasy about survival, power, and a girl who wanted only peace—until the Crown Prince made her the center of his world.

Ning Shengsheng is transmigrated into a cliché-ridden cultivation novel as the villainous princess. A system forces her to win over the main villain, Xue Chen.

She will die if she doesn’t stir up trouble, but if she goes too far, she’s afraid the villain will hold a grudge.
Her only option is to walk the high-risk path of “a slap, and then a sweet.”

One moment, she’s just finished whipping the villain, the next she’s sneaking to his door in the middle of the night with healing ointment, pretending to “just be passing by.” She’ll wear a veil to sabotage his cultivation until he coughs up blood, only to immediately raid the spiritual herb treasury to heal him.

The villain’s expression evolves from, “Are you insane?” to “Let’s see how long you can keep up this act.”

Then one day, the system’s missions take a strange turn, shifting from “harassing” the villain to “getting close and personal” with him.

【Host, please hold the villain’s hand.】 She bites the bullet and complies.
【Host, please praise the villain.】 Full of doubt, she does as she’s told.
【Host, please say you like the villain, that you love the villain.】

“What? Let’s just skip this one.”
The moment Ning Shengsheng refuses, the young man flicks open the silk sash at her waist with the tip of his blade, his fingers grazing her side. “Your Highness, why have you stopped doing the missions?”

Stunned, Ning Shengsheng stumbles back. “How do you know?”

His eyes dance with mockery as he opens his palm. “Is this your system? I co-opted it a long time ago.”
The useless system trembles, curled into a ball.

“Those ‘get close’ missions…?”

“Mhm. I wrote them.” He leans in, a morbid obsession in his expression, his breath ghosting past her ear. “Your Highness, for a person like me, once I get my hands on a piece of candy, I’ll never let go, even in death. Not even if it’s fake.”

Ning Shengsheng: “!”

After discovering she wasn’t the original “princess,” Xue Chen awakened his sinister nature. He seized her system and used it to draw her closer, making her cling to him until she could never escape his grasp.

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.)

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

Betrayed by the man she loved and bound to a crown that no longer holds meaning, an empress chooses freedom over titles—only to discover that even love forsaken can rise again from ruin.

“Even the moon can rise again after being eclipsed by the sun.”
“He was of the empire. She became the moon that outshone him.”

—
Bound by duty. Betrayed by love. Reborn by choice.

Elisana Laurel De Claire, daughter of a grand ducal house, was destined to be Empress – and for a time, she believed in the fairytale. Betrothed since childhood to her dearest friend, Crown Prince Marcus, their union was meant to bring peace and glory to the Salastian Empire.

But love fades beneath the weight of power. When another woman captures the Emperor’s heart, Elisana’s world shatters. Neglected, accused, and stripped of affection, she makes a choice no one expects – she walks away from the crown.

Years later, when rebellion threatens the empire, fate brings them together once more. This time, Marcus must face the woman he once forsook – not as his Empress, but as his equal.

Amid courtly intrigue, forgiveness, and the fragile bloom of second chances, The Forsaken Empress tells a story of heartbreak and healing – where even the moon can rise again after the darkest night.

Izuku Midoriya had always believed his Quirk was the cruelest joke fate could play. “Train,” they called it. But it didn’t build muscle. It didn’t awaken hidden strength. All it did was teach the neighborhood dogs a few tricks. While his classmates dreamed of glory, he was stuck with leashes and plastic bags.

Until one day, the sky split open and a horned goddess in purple spandex descended right in the middle of the city: Mt. Lady. A ridiculous accident, an even more ridiculous landing—and suddenly Izuku uncovered the truth. His Quirk didn’t train animals… it trained human bodies. It enhanced, corrected, perfected.

One touch, one spark of energy, and impossible curves came to life. A hormonal mistake led him to the greatest revelation of his existence: maybe he wasn’t born to be the strongest hero. But he was born to be… the secret trainer of the world’s most powerful heroines.

Life is ironic. Love and hatred are but two sides of the same coin. Emotions change quickly.

Sometimes she was too slow, maybe that was why she didn’t see it coming.

***

To the one she thought she knew, the wounded her ended up saying,

“You were my one and only real friend, I thought I was yours too.”
“… You are right. And because you are, I need you to die,” he had answered.

***

To the one she thought would never understand her, the suffering her requested,

“A lie. Just a last one, before my death… Lie to me again.” Despite the pain, the smile on her face was sweet, a genuine one as she made that plea.

“I love you,” he had whispered.

I opened my eyes in a novel I once read — as Emilia Evelisse Valmont, the villainess destined to be abandoned, accused, and condemned. They called her the Ice Queen: flawless, untouchable, and unloved. Her engagement shattered, her reputation ruined, her end inevitable… unless I chose to live differently.

But this is not my story.

From the Crown Prince’s eyes, she was only ever cold — until the day he saw her laugh. To the world, she was a villainess. To him, she became something else entirely. His curiosity turned into fascination, his mask began to crack, and the ‘Ice Queen’ who was meant to fall became the woman he could no longer look away from.

A reincarnated villainess. A perfect noble mask. And a romance told from the man who never expected to find his heroine in her.

Saintess Constance wakes up in a glass coffin with the words “That’s not my name” on her lips. Looking around at the people diligently praying to her, she has the sudden, horrible feeling that this fact is the least of their concerns.

Forced into a quest with the only qualified person to slay demons, a handsome if mouthy duke, she has no choice but to keep praying.

Too bad that’s all she knows how to do.

“Dear Goddess,” she beseeches with all her heart, “do something useful.”

A creature made from nightmares goes flying past behind her with a crash.

“I’ll kill you all!” The handsome duke screams like a lunatic, sword held high and chasing it.

She continues to pray harder.

Reborn as a scorned noble with “useless” plant magic, she inherits a salt‑bitten coast riddled with pirates and bad soil. Everyone calls it hopeless. She calls it paradise.

So she does what botanists do: test, train, and grow. Mangroves and windbreaks. Rain traps and smarter drills. Krav Maga for thirty‑five stubborn soldiers who don’t trust her yet.

And love interests who can’t help but be drawn in: an illegitimate son with grudges, a foreign prince, a shrewd count, and the archduke’s heir—the empire’s most eligible bachelor, hiding secrets of his own.

In the original story, she was meant to die in obscurity. This time, she’ll make the march a kingdom, one root and one fight at a time.

He made it! Naruto Uzumaki, the number one unpredictable ninja, has just graduated! The world is at his feet, the ramen tastes like victory, and his path to becoming Hokage has finally begun.

Just when he thinks his incredible story is about to begin, BAM! A semi-transparent blue screen appears right in his face. Wait… is this a video game?

The system calls it [Falna], and its function is insane: it can turn his friends into legendary heroes! Leveling up, gaining skills and chakra that would make the Third Hokage weep! It’s the ultimate tool to become incredibly strong! The plan is perfect.

There’s just one problem…

To “update someone’s status,” he needs… for them to be a girl? And to use his own blood to draw?
Naruto’s path to becoming Hokage has just taken a complete 180. Forget about hard work; his new mission is to survive puberty, assemble the best team in history, and convince Konoha’s strongest kunoichi to let him draw on their backs!

In the year 3999, Crystallphaos shines like a beacon of magic and technology — yet beneath its surface, fears and prophecies simmer. A group of young adventurers — the silent Prometheus, the spirited Hitomi, the fearless Brek, the sharp-eyed archer Laima, and the enigmatic Noctua — are drawn into a mission that seems impossible: to cross the Shadow Ravine, a place from which few have ever returned.

Their journey becomes a nightmare filled with battles, demons, and haunting visions. Prometheus faces revelations about a destiny he cannot escape, learning to draw strength not only from crystals, but from his companions themselves. The team’s bond is tested, as the line between life and death grows dangerously thin.

But the end of the mission is not the end of the story — it’s only the beginning. Because behind the battles and sacrifices lies something greater: a soul that arrived in a world starved for light and hope, to herald the dawn of a new era. And yet, every light casts shadows — and those shadows are waiting for their moment to rise.