by Cookielittlestory
This is a prequel to my future project, I did it so that there would be no questions about the project later
by pixelraider28
Synopsis: The Quantum ProphecyWhen a cryptic message is discovered encoded within quantum fluctuations, the world’s top scientists struggle to decipher its meaning. The message, seemingly sent from the future, warns of an impending catastrophe that could threaten the very fabric of existence. But is it a genuine warning or an elaborate hoax?
by Arthur Beaumont
Seven years after successfully capturing the villain, my health has progressively worsened.When I died, my husband was not by my side.After death, my soul drifted to another palace.I saw my husband and my best friend in an intimate situation.The world says that the Emperor is deeply in love with me.In fact, he had long hidden away his beloved.[My body is clean, and the position of Empress is also clean. Yan Yan, she is almost dead. Once she dies, I will make you my Empress!][Okay.]Hearing these …
by Opalia_Chen
Burned once. Hunted once. Never again.In her past life, she was a witch—hunted, betrayed, and burned at the stake. But fate has given her a second chance. This time, she won’t run. This time, she won’t beg.This time, she will make them pay.
by Favwryts
Espoir Éclipse is a tale of forbidden desires and inescapable debts. In the heart of New Orleans, Katherine is bound to a life she never chose, her beauty both a blessing and a curse. When Vincent LaFleur, a man of power and secrets, steps into her world, an unspoken promise lingers between them—one of escape, redemption, or perhaps something far more dangerous. But freedom comes at a price, and in the shadows of their passion, a reckoning awaits.Will love be their salvation, or will the past co…
by Victor Thorne
The Imperial Physician told me that I had little time left to live,So I adhered to the principle of "no one should have it easy," and forced myself on my arch-enemy.Three days of indulgence later, the Imperial Physician said it was a misdiagnosis."Young Master, it's not that I'm irresponsible; it was all a misunderstanding."
by shiMe
Exploring how love, like ancient vines through three generations of cyclical renewal, requires seasons of dormancy to regenerate—transforming war's scars into fertile ground where art takes root, until celestial movements and terrestrial rhythms harmonize into timeless equilibrium.