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Yohan's life was tragically cut short when he drowned at the young age of 25, without ever discovering who or what caused his untimely demise. But to his surprise, Yohan woke up as a younger version of himself - only twenty years old! His first life had been full of misery, no one even knew he existed, not even his loved ones. This time around, however, all Yohan wanted was to live happily and forget about the past once and for all. But it seemed that fate had other plans for him, from the beginning of his second chance at life, everyone he tried so hard to avoid began reappearing in his path once again...

A Love Born in Lies A love born in silence. A past buried in shadows. A heart caught between truth and illusion. --- I don’t remember who I was. Not the girl in the mirror. Not the life I left behind. All I know is this mansion… And him—Professor. My husband. Cold. Untouchable. Mysterious. A man who says I belong to him… Yet looks at me like he’s already lost me. He doesn’t smile. He barely speaks. But the way he watches me— Like he's guarding something he’s terrified to break— it haunts me more than the gaps in my memory. Then come the fragments. A sister’s voice. A forgotten diary. A flower shop. A crash. And the moment I start to remember… everything starts to fall apart. --- What if the man I live with is part of the lie? What if the truth is more dangerous than the illusion I’m living in? What if… the love I’m falling into is the one thing I was meant to escape?

“You can bring back everyone you’ve lost. It will only cost your sanity.” The king is dead, murdered by an interloper from the future—a manic copy of his own son, hellbent on forcibly reversing a disastrous timeline. The true Damian Roswald—a hedonistic crown prince bereft of magical talent—finds his comfortable life upended by his father’s murder and assassins from his own future. “There are none left who can judge us, so we must be our own executioner. That is the cursed fate of those few named Damian Roswald.” With politicians plotting his demise, his royal cousins scheming for the empty throne, and warring churches tearing the grieving city apart, Damian must accept the tragedy of his countless futures—or else, find himself doomed to repeat them. But can a mere mortal decide their own fate in a world governed by almighty angels? “Find me, Damian Roswald. And I’ll tell you why the stars fell.” For three centuries, even the wisest men have accepted that the night sky was once populated by ‘stars’—until a terrible calamity plunged mankind into a Dark Age. From the darkness, the Roswalds rose to power, but few know that the first crown was forged with the blood of a slaughtered god… Damian must endure countless tragedies and the consequences of his own future actions to reach the peace he desires—but could the true threat be hiding not in his future, but in his own distant past? **Join our Discord and never miss a chapter!! https://discord.gg/M5cTyzW44Q**

At the beginning, he said: “Little concubine from Jiangning County, what an insult to status, I won't marry!” After seeing it, he tsk-tsk: “It's so weak, it's too weak, I don't want it!” When she came to the door alone with a marriage certificate, he stood leaning against the door and smiled subduedly, “Come and let me marry you? But I don't want to marry young!” Knowing that she came to divorce the engagement, his complexion was completely dark, and he wanted to kill someone gloomyly, “Who gave you the courage to withdraw the young master's engagement?” … Su Rong felt that Princess Duanhua might be blind. This person is so pampered, how could it be worth her to die and live for him? If I had known, when she saw him for the first time, she threw the divorce letter in his face. ————————————— The hibiscus pillow is delicate and springy, and the hall is full of flowers drunk without knowing it. ——Su Rong A young man in fresh clothes and angry horse walks, and his whole life is a mistake. ——Zhou Gu Your wish is my wish, I wish to know you early, to protect you with brocade red in the jade hall, break through obstacles, cut thorns, hands are not stained with blood, clean, and I am the gentle and soft little girl I first saw. Your wish is my wish, I wish I had known you earlier, when you were bright and bright, I was careful not to approach, frightened the sparrows, and prayed to turn into the moon in the sky, projected into your arms, to accompany you to see the flowers in spring and the snow in winter, and Changan every year.

A cowardly man forced to serve an ancient and powerful Witch. A dark and mysterious woman with magic and powers beyond comprehension. She seeks something almost unobtainable. What kind of path will these two walk? What kind of pain awaits them? What kind of fate brings them together or will this fate drive them apart; be it kind and benevolent or dark and malicious, and what does destiny have in story for them?

In a realm where supernatural hierarchies are written in blood, ancient shadows have begun to stir, threatening to unravel the very threads of the world order. Amidst the encroaching darkness, Daniela and Jasper stand defiant. Together, they seek to tear down the old foundations and weave a new world born of their own design and created in their own image. This book can be read as a standalone. It does take place in the defective wolf world.

They were enemies as children, bound by rivalry and resentment. Yet centuries later, fate threads them together again—though only one remembers the love they once shared. Illyen, a young duke, feels a strange familiarity when he meets the crown prince Cael, whose icy exterior hides centuries of longing and sacrifice. As memories begin to stir, past and present collide, forcing them to confront a love that defied time itself. In a world of power, obsession, and forgotten promises, will they finally recognize the thread that binds them… or will it snap forever?

#Read the Prologue!!! [CONTENT WARNING: This work is intended for an adult audience (18+). Contains explicit sexual content, visceral violence and dark psychological dynamics.] MAIN TAGS: #DualCultivation #Smut #DarkFantasy #Yandere #Harem #OverpoweredProtagonist #Violence #ObsessiveRomance #WorldBuilding SYNOPSIS: In a remote village far from the conflicts of the cultivation world, Zhì Yuǎn and Yù Qíng lived simple lives. He was a quiet young man with calloused hands and an unnatural clarity — someone who seemed to understand the truth behind things without ever needing to be taught. She was his wife, a woman whose love for him was deep, fierce, and dangerously absolute. When the two of them finally awaken to Qi, they do not follow the ancient paths or bow to the heavens like others. Instead, they create their own method — a path of Dual Cultivation that binds their bodies and souls together in a way that defies the natural order. What begins as survival and growth soon becomes something far more dangerous. Because the world outside their small village does not tolerate anomalies. As their power grows, so does the attention of ancient sects, powerful clans, and ambitious cultivators who would rather see them dead than let them rise. But what they fail to understand is that the real threat has never been Zhì Yuǎn alone. It has always been the woman standing beside him — the one willing to burn the world if it means protecting what belongs to her. Zhì Yuǎn was never meant to be a hero. He never received a divine mission or a heavenly mandate. He simply chose to walk forward. And Yù Qíng chose to make sure nothing would stand in his way.

“They say if you pick up a red envelope on the street, you’ll be cursed to marry the dead.” Jiang Yichen didn’t believe in such tales… until he picked one up. Now, he wakes to whispers in the dark, red petals on his bed, and a beautiful ghost groom who calls him husband. Bound by fate—and a glowing red thread—Yichen is trapped in a marriage that shouldn’t exist. But the more he resists, the deeper the ghost’s obsession grows...

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!