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An American accountant in 2025 wakes up to find himself in the body of King Louis XVI. The shock nearly stops his heart, but what truly terrifies him is realizing he’s living on borrowed time. He knows how this story ends, and he refuses to meet the guillotine. With his modern financial knowledge and sharp sense of public opinion, he decides to save France from bankruptcy—and himself from the blade. But politics in Versailles are far more dangerous than tax codes. His reforms stir anger among nobles, foreign rivals, and even his own court. Every move he makes is a gamble. And while he’s busy trying to change the future, he also has to pretend to be a husband to Marie Antoinette. At first, it’s just an act to keep history on track. Then, slowly, she becomes more than a name from his textbooks. Her warmth, her laughter, and her loneliness begin to draw him in. Now he stands between love and revolution, between the woman who changed his heart and the nation he’s trying to save. Can an ordinary man from the modern world rewrite the fate of France and keep both his crown and his life?

What if your past becomes blurry ? and the only thing you remember is a little promise? and what if the ones you love the most stab you in the back? will you forgive and move on? or will you seek revenge? This is my e-mail if needed: [email protected] #love #betrayal #CEO #romance #revenge #regret #new #adult #hatred #fiction #forgiveness #seduction #amnesia #evil #jealousy #sad #novel #contemporaryromance #drama #passion #hot #relationship #teenfiction #secrets #school #teen #friends

Hello! Daichi here! Ever since I got hooked up on novels and manga related to dungeon managing, I've been wishing every year on my birthday to be one in a fantasy world. Stupid right? But what if I tell you I really am one? Right now I am managing a small dungeon that is still not well-known but in due time. I will make it the biggest and hardest dungeon ever known to mankind! A/N: MC is a clueless idiot in the early chapters, so anybody wondering why he did what he did, here is the evidence. Another A/N: I forgot one chapter, (chapter 20) so I added it back. For those who weren't able to read it, I apologize for this mistake, and it won't happen again.

A 29-year-old salaryman is reborn as six-year-old Prince Louis-Auguste, the future Louis XVI. Knowing the Revolution will one day claim his life, he secretly trains his body and mind to change history. While the court laughs at a “strange child,” he begins rewriting France’s fate from the shadows. This time, the king will not walk to the guillotine.

Xu Fan, a student and welder, received an order to weld a 500cm tall mecha—the more futuristic, the better! It was a birthday gift from a beautiful female client to her scientist grandfather, and she assured him the money was plentiful. The difficulty was too much, and he was about to give up when he activated a super-powerful technology system, and the mecha was successfully built. On the day of the birthday banquet, the mecha made its debut, its cool and sharp design stunning everyone. The beautiful client was dumbfounded: "I think I added an extra zero to the height requirement!" Just when people thought it was just a model, the mecha's engine spewed out azure flames, and a powerful blast of air exploded throughout the venue, blowing the guests off their feet! [I'm earning dog food for Er Gou] (THIS NOVEL IS NOT MINE)

** On Christmas Eve, 2012, humanity is besieged by grotesque creatures called the **Twisted**. Aya Brea, an amnesiac woman with a mysterious past, awakens to find she is the only hope of survival. Through a unique power called **Overdive**, she can project her soul into others’ bodies, turning soldiers into unwilling vessels in a war to reclaim the world. As Aya fights through burning New York and the nightmarish **Babel towers**, fragments of memory reveal a darker truth: the Twisted are born from her own broken soul. Years earlier, to save her beloved sister Eve, Aya gave up her body and identity, fracturing time itself. Now, hunted by monsters that are reflections of herself, Aya must face the cost of salvation. In the end, Aya embraces the ultimate sacrifice — erasing her very existence so Eve and humanity can live free. The world is restored, though no one remembers Aya Brea… except, perhaps, in a fleeting warmth that lingers on Christmas morning.

On the day cancer claimed my life, my spouse was engrossed in celebrating his lover's birthday. When the physician rang to notify him of my passing, he dismissed it as another of my ploys to evade our divorce. He replied coldly, "If she's determined to die, so be it. It spares me the hassle of divorcing her." However, destiny had other ideas. A film about my struggle with cancer unexpectedly became popular, and news of my death spread online. Only then did he grasp the seriousness of the situation and hurried to the medical center. Upon seeing my lifeless form, he collapsed in tears, sobbing, "Wendy, forgive me. I was mistaken!" But it was too late. I would never return to hear his regrets.

In six years of marriage to Kellan, he's given me eighty-eight Louis Vuitton bags. But each new bag represents another woman he's been with on the side. Out of guilt, he buys me bags as compensation. We've maintained this polite façade all along. Until yesterday, when he gave me a Hermès Himalaya with diamond hardware. I know he's going to divorce me.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.