succession story

A guy gets a system. He goes to other worlds...

THREE COMPETITORS. ONE CROWN. BLOODSHED. At twenty one, Yorith has survived the Imperial Palace by becoming smaller than the shadows that mock her. Born of Emperor Elrion and a brothel worker, she is tolerated but not acknowledged, raised beside her legitimate sisters only to be constantly reminded that she does not belong. When the Iron General — Emperor Elrion, who has neither male heir nor male descendant, falls to a grotesque, unknown illness that blackens his veins and draws him toward an undignified death, the ambitious highlords prepare to tear the empire apart. Instead, Elrion tears it first. He dies by the executioner’s blade and leaves behind a final command: his three daughters will compete for the crown, and at the completion of six months, one daughter shall be crowned ruler of Malvorin. Thalin, the firstborn, polished and cold, is certain that the empire is already hers. Nalea, the seductive nymph-like lastborn, smiles and swears she wants no part in power while hiding a fatal secret of her own, and Yorith, the illegitimate stain that shocks the court by announcing her interest to vie for the crown of Malvorin. To win, Yorith must outmaneuver her sisters who gladly plot her death, nobles who would use her, and a court that would merrily watch her fall to her end. She allies with a forgotten knight, a freedom fighter whose identity could destroy her claim, and a disgraced duke who is more than he seems. Stakes are high. Secrets are unraveling. A war might not be too far. Because, in the game of succession, survival is not permanent victory. It is simply the price of staying alive long enough to see who betrays you first.

In a world ruled by an indifferent God, Orion, a young man from the slums, struggles to survive amidst misery and chaos. But when God announces a new succession game to choose His replacement, the rules change, and the entire world plunges into utter turmoil. Visited in a dream by a shadowy figure offering him the power to challenge the heavens, Orion finds himself caught between destiny and despair. As the game unfolds, he must decide whether to become a pawn of the powerful or the architect of his own revolution. In a world without rules, where archangels choose champions and demons seek to break the balance, can Orion survive—and perhaps claim the divine throne for himself?

We inherit many things, but do you think, it could be love? (Arrange marriage)

this is the story of the adventurous life of the son of the king of heroes and the faker and their crazy family slow development

Since my birth, everyone called me the princess who would one day ascend the throne. I was the sole heir to the throne, and the entire empire believed that my future had been written since the day I was born. But in a single day... Everything collapsed. A mysterious girl appeared, carrying the blood of the imperial family itself. Her name was Amelia. My sister, whose existence I had never known. She came to claim the throne... and take away the destiny I had always believed was mine. And with her arrival, the nobles became divided, and the palace filled with conspiracies. By my side stood Kent, the son of the prestigious Frederick family and my sword in the War of Succession. As for Amelia, standing beside her was Louis, the son of the most powerful duke in the empire, a young man who had terrified the nobility with his strength since childhood. And so... The War of Succession was no longer a conflict between two sisters. It became a war between four people. A war whose victor would determine the fate of the entire empire.

Having suffered his whole life because of something mysterious, young Sam suddenly finds himself in the middle of an ancient war between all the sentient races and things wishing to destroy them. Follow Sam as he chooses to become a part of this war, with just a single goal in his mind — getting rid of the thing behind his sufferings. Disclaimer: The image in the cover does not belong to me, if it's owner wants it to be removed.They can just leave a comment in any of the chapters

The story is about the line of succesion for the imperial throne and the romance between the prince & princesses and how they will be able to keep their standing in court.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!