Fantasy

In a kingdom where beauty rules and mirrors never lie-Queen Zailah has only ever trusted one thing: her reflection.

When a defeated rival offers her a mysterious enchanted mirror, Zailah sees more than a gift-she sees a god-like vision of herself. Beautiful beyond mortal bounds, the mirror becomes her obsession. But as her throne gleams with power, unrest brews in the shadows.

Callista, the queen’s loyal chambermaid, is torn between duty and love when her forbidden lover begs her to steal the mirror in exchange for a chance at freedom. What begins as a desperate theft ignites a chain of betrayal, unmasking ambition, deception, and a curse foretold by the stars.

As illusions shatter and truths claw their way to the surface, the queen spirals into madness, and the price of perfection demands blood. In a world where beauty is power and mirrors never forget-how long can anyone hold onto the face they desire?

Perfect for fans of twisted fairytales and dark mythology, Mirror Mirror is a tale of vanity, vengeance, and the terrifying cost of seeing yourself too clearly.

Two things guide an adventurer’s life,” Paul Greyrat used to say. “The edge of his sword and the curve of a woman.” And by the gods, he had just found the most perfect curve on the entire continent.

[Author’s Note]

What you’ll find:
Harem.
Explicit Content (R-18).
A central taboo relationship – (incest).

(Warning: Reader discretion is advised).
Zero-Tolerance Policy:
NO NTR! There is no sharing here.

Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia, Mushoku Tensei, or any of their characters, settings, or related intellectual properties. All rights belong to their respective creators, Kohei Horikoshi and Rifujin na Magonote, as well as their publishers and affiliates. This fanfiction is a non-profit work created solely for entertainment purposes.

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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!

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

The kingdom of Orovia bleeds.

Every harvest season, the Frost royals send their imperials to strip villages bare. Gold. Crops. Heirlooms. Even lives. Everything claimed in the name of the crown.

Alexandra Beaumont has lost enough.

When the king opens the army to new recruits, she seizes her chance. Not to serve, but to steal.

Beneath the armor of a royal soldier, she hides a secret mission: infiltrate the castle, reclaim what was stolen, and return it to the people who were robbed of everything.

But she is not alone.

A band of outcasts forms at her side, bound by vengeance and hope.

By day, they wear the king’s colors.
By night, they become shadows on the sea.

Pirates who raid treasuries, kingdoms, and crowns themselves.
Rebels carving justice out of theft.

Yet betrayal stalks the rebellion as closely as the royals do.

And when Alexandra’s heart tangles with Asher Knight—the general’s son, her greatest threat, and her greatest ally—loyalties blur, danger sharpens, and every stolen heartbeat could be her last.

In a world where rebellion is treason and love is forbidden, Alexandra must decide how much she’s willing to sacrifice to take back a kingdom drowning in frost.

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.”

Twenty-year-old Julia is a masterpiece of mediocrity and an expert on the predictable patterns of Rofan novels. She found comfort in their clichés—a welcome escape from her lonely life in Paris.

She just never imagined becoming one.

The world was no longer as peaceful as it had once been. Monsters roamed everywhere, hunter schools had replaced traditional classes, and dungeon portals were popping up at random!

“Alright, everyone,” chirped Professor Grish.

“Your mission is to clear all the dungeon floors. Train hard! Grow strong! And when you finally reach the top floor…” She paused dramatically.

The class fell silent as she pointed at a hologram. An SSS-Class Abomination known as Leviathan appeared.

Lev gulped. That’s……him.

Rayan Lancel, the famous detective of Ruhi Empire, suddenly went missing one day. No, he wasn’t kidnapped. He just stopped showing up to his workplace. The reason?

He realized he isn’t him anymore.

Ann Mackenzie, now possessing the body of Rayan Lancel, thought it was too much of a headache to become a detective. So she, now he, decides to quit and go look for other jobs.

Until one day, a criminal breaks into her house and starts claiming what she thought was hers. Her new life, with a new identity, wasn’t as peaceful as she thought. As a whirlpool of conspiracy into the world of unknown drags her inside the mud she was desperately trying to escape, she must find out who she was, and has become, before more people keep dying.

The time that will bring them together.

Guided by the hand of fate, a random letter written under an alias, could its words lead two strangers, unaware of each other’s existence, toward an eternal union?

I woke up with no memory at all.
“…”
But this man was always beside me. Somehow he could find me anywhere I would go.
“… who are you?”
“I’m your husband”
“…”
So I did what every sane person would do in my place as they confronted an unexpected situation.

I ran away.

“You can’t run around with no memory at all. You need me.”
“Bullshit.”

So I ran away again.

…but why are all those people after me?? Why do they want me dead?!

“Catch the demon! She’s going to kill us all!”
“What? What demon?”

And why is everyone chasing me now?? Starting with the Holy Order, The Royal Knights and even that Immortal Head Mage from that Tower who wants to die??

“Finally, I found you”
“F*ck off, she’s my wife.”
“…”

….Where did you learn to curse like that??