Fantasy

“And what do you know about harmonizing?” Xiao Yue looked at him as if he had just spit on her ancestor’s grave.

“Me? I’m the CEO of the Inner Dao. I have a Master’s in Spiritual Synergy and a triple Ph.D. in Multitasking Cultivation, with honors in ‘Qi Optimization Under Pressure.’ Should I show you my resume, or would you prefer a PowerPoint presentation on my celestial achievements?”

Kenji Tanaka was a Japanese CEO with the soul of a spreadsheet: cold, analytical, and completely allergic to improvisation. He died like any good executive: from an excess of meetings.

Now, he’s Lian, a nobody in a world of cultivators, dragons, absurd sects, and spiritual manuals that take ten lifetimes to read.

Martial talent? Zero. Ability to shatter mountains with a single blow? Nil. A master plan to turn chaos into a celestial startup, KPIs and all? Absolutely.

They are the unstoppable force.

He is the guy with the plan, the tea, and the to-do list.

While his harem of martial geniuses smashes armies as if they were piñatas, Lian optimizes formations, improves techniques, manages internal conflicts, and turns alchemy into a production line.

He doesn’t fight, he doesn’t scream, he doesn’t cultivate like a madman. He outsources the violence.

Because cultivating like crazy is optional, but leading with efficiency is mandatory.

Alina was supposed to be a forgettable noble lady.

But she carries a big secret—she once lived in another world, and after dying of cancer, she woke inside her favorite novel.

Determined to rewrite the story, she sets out to save Isolde, the tragic heroine destined to suffer at the hands of the emperor. But when the empire strikes earlier than she remembers and the princess is captured, Alina’s plans unravel. To change fate, she must ally with the general, Isolde’s doomed lover, whose death she has already prevented.

What begins as devotion to a character twists into something far messier: loyalties tested, bonds she never imagined, and a future that refuses to stay on the page.

Alina thought she had to fix Isolde’s ending. Instead, she might be rewriting hers.

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?

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.

After being banished with nothing but the clothes on her back from the convent she grew up in, Helena finds a job in an eerie mansion with strange rules that bind her there indefinitely. Still haunted by the ghosts of her past and the scars of trauma, she clings to routine, asking for nothing more than a place to survive the winter.

But the mansion is far from ordinary. Despite the servants’ kindness, something about it feels like a coffin frozen in time. Screams echo through the night. The scent of blood lingers in the halls. The lord of the house keeps to himself behind locked doors. But when he appears, drawn by the sound of her piano, he looks at her with something deeper than curiosity. Hunger.

As Helena spends her days dawdling in the library, tracing melodies on the old piano, she feels the walls watching her like a beast ready to pounce.

Yet Helena doesn’t fear the man they call a monster, or even the threat of being swallowed whole by darkness—what she fears is the awakening of something she’s been trying to bury away before it takes the little peace and freedom she has found.

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A low fantasy, gothic story set in an alternative era. A slow-burn, obsessive “who-did-this-to-you” romance wrapped in psychological horror, tender dread, and mature themes of trauma, hunger, and autonomy. For readers who crave stories where broken girls meet dangerous men, and somehow, in the grave between obsession and care, they learn again what it means to feel alive.

THIS STORY CONTAINS themes that might be troubling to some readers, including, but not limited to, depictions of and references to childhood abuse, psychological & physical, recollected; emotional manipulation, grief, PTSD, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, attempted sexual assault (past, recollected), death of a character, obsessive behavior, emotional fixation between main characters, blood, gore, torture. Please be mindful of this and other triggers.

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?

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.

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.