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Transmigrated, I Farm With Villain Kid
Transmigrated, I Farm With Villain Kid
Serena Whitmore opened her eyes to find herself trans inside a novel—right after her real body had been declared brain-dead. She was now the stepmother of five future villains, and her brand-new husband had died on the battlefield almost as soon as the wedding ended. The five kids who would one day implode into blackened, plot-derailing disasters were still pitiful little things: hungry, cold, homeless. A “Villain-Correction System” shackled itself to her. Mission: farm, raise the cubs, give them a warm childhood so they’d grow up straight and bright and never break the storyline again. Just when everything was running smoothly, the system informed her that a father figure was essential to the villains’ healthy growth curve. While Serena Whitmore stared at that problem in despair, a tall, lean, devastatingly handsome man showed up at the gate. “Wife, I’m their dad.” The guy who’d supposedly collected his death-coupon in chapter one was suddenly alive—turned loyal-dog-slash-big-bad-wolf whose only hobbies were spoiling his wife and competing with his own children for her attention. Shameless man: “That’s my wife. If you want one go find your own.” Little radish-tops: “That’s our mama!” Man: “Not blood-related—doesn’t count.” Reading Notes Main tag: farming + child-rearing; daily chores and firewood-oil-salt-rice. Will NOT turn into palace-or-harem intrigue! Not happening! ML type: traditional loyal foodie on the outside, sly fox inside; career goal = spoil wife. Note: 1v1 double-clean!! (Kids are NOT related by blood!)
Fantasy
Space Beauty Tames the Tough Officer
Space Beauty Tames the Tough Officer
[Alternate-era + Ancient-to-Modern Time-Travel + Pocket Space + Military Marriage + Gourmet Foraging & Sea-Harvest + Double-Virgin Favoritism] After three years of mourning, Josephine Sullivan returned, her late mother’s dying wish in hand, and set off for the military district to seek out her father and brothers—ready to honor the betrothal arranged since childhood. Before she could even steady her footing, her stepmother’s daughter had already swaggered into her fiancé’s courtyard under her name. Her grandfather couldn’t stomach it and gave her two choices: “Stay in the compound and I’ll find you a better match, or go to the island where your real brother is stationed and pick whichever officer catches your fancy.” Josephine arched a brow and laughed—was there even a choice? While her father was still wracked with guilt, she briskly raided his private stash, demanding ration tickets and supplies until her stepmother’s face turned green, then hopped straight onto the train bound for the island. At the same moment, far away on the island, Sebastian Ashford received his grandfather’s telegram: “Your sister is coming—see her properly wed.” He brimmed with joy at the thought of his little sister’s arrival, but a mission injury had him flat on his back. He could only ask his best friend, Jonathan Thornton, to meet her. On the platform, Josephine spotted the man holding a sign with her name and her eyes lit up. She launched herself at him in a bear hug. “Big brother—” Her voice was honey-sweet, her whole body clinging to him, long hair brushing his neck. Jonathan froze, his mind replaying his buddy’s words—“my sis is a chubky little dumpling.” Yet the girl in his arms was snow-white skin, a waist slender as willow, and eyes like a startled deer brimming with water—heart-stoppingly delicate. His tongue pressed to the roof of his mouth; his Adam’s apple bobbed. Liar of a dumpling. That “big brother” dripped sugar straight into his bones. He allowed her closeness, even coveted the thrill. Until she asked softly, “Why aren’t you saying anything?” He lowered his head, eyes dark, voice husky: “Little girl… do you even know who you’re teasing?”
Marriage
4.7
The Mind-Reading Heroine
The Mind-Reading Heroine
The prestigious Hughes family, the wealthiest dynasty in City S, has finally found their long-lost daughter, Eleanor Hughes, after 18 years. Eleanor appears to be an ordinary, sweet-natured girl, but those who meet her soon discover her extraordinary gift: they can all hear her innermost thoughts. Unknowingly, her candid mental revelations steer everyone away from their tragic fates. Not only does Eleanor become the beloved treasure of the Hughes family—adored by her parents and six older brothers—but she also wins the hearts of City S's elite circle. Most remarkably, she captures the affection of Seth Lynch, the formidable head of the Lynch family, a man so ruthless that his name strikes fear in others. Seth Lynch, the young and brilliant CEO of Lynch Corporation, is known for his icy demeanor and shrewd tactics. He effortlessly outmaneuvers seasoned rivals in the business world, earning both respect and resentment from older generations. Yet, around the innocent Eleanor, he transforms into a gentle, caring figure. What begins as brotherly concern gradually deepens into romantic love, eventually becoming an all-consuming devotion. Like a frog slowly boiling in warm water, he subtly draws the naive Eleanor into his world, ensuring no one else can ever come close—a master of calculated affection. … Years later, when prodigies dominating various fields are asked whom they are most grateful for, they all unanimously name the same person. Winifred Mitchell, a powerhouse in the business world, says, "I owe everything to Eleanor Hughes. Her arrival saved me from a tragic fate at the hands of my cousin." Patsy Anderson, the world-renowned queen of piano, simply states, "I'm grateful for Eleanor Hughes."
Billionaire
5
Space Heiress Shocks Military Base
Space Heiress Shocks Military Base
Rowena Ashford spent ten years mastering martial arts, slaughtered her scumbag father, avenged her mother's death, and reclaimed the family heirloom celestial pearl. At the brink of death during the final battle, her mother sacrificed her own life to give Rowena her only chance at rebirth. When she opened her eyes again, she had transmigrated straight into the 1970s, possessing the body of a pitiful cannon fodder character. The original owner had divorced parents, all close family scattered to the winds, utterly alone with no support. A swarm of toxic relatives descended like vultures to drain her dry—scheming for family property, pressing their advantage step by step, even plotting to eliminate her completely. Her snobbish fiancé, seeing her family ruined, rushed to break off the engagement with maximum humiliation. Facing this disastrous starting hand, Rowena smiled. Breaking the engagement? She couldn't ask for anything better! Whoever wanted that trash man could have him. She promptly tore apart the rotten people and their rotten schemes, then turned around and married the powerful eldest brother of his family—becoming her ex-fiancé's sister-in-law in one move. Ancient and modern souls perfectly merged, stacking top-tier buffs to the max! For brains, she possessed both ancient and modern strategic brilliance—perceptive, precise in every step, all sinister plots mere child's play before her. For verbal combat, she could dismantle toxic elders and tear apart shrewish gossipers alike, her sharp tongue and overwhelming presence securing her position as the most feared person in the City. For combat prowess, ten years of top-tier martial arts foundation—flying over eaves, close-quarters lethal strikes, her power gauge maxed out, specializing in handling all provocations and challenges. For background, her grandfather had already laid the groundwork for rehabilitation, with official backing and solid foundations, ensuring she could weather any storm with a powerful patron behind her. For her husband, the man she chose was the cream of the military-political elite family, a special operations killing machine—young, powerful, with limitless prospects, the ultimate big shot others couldn't hope to reach. The whole city watched with schadenfreude, secretly pitying her: What a pity, all that sharp brilliance, yet she married an officer diagnosed with permanent infertility, destined to die childless. Rowena, upon learning the truth, secretly rejoiced! Perfect! She feared the pain of childbirth most, and couldn't be bothered raising children—spending their whole lives as just the two of them was practically a match made in heaven! The couple kindly adopted the orphaned children of fallen comrades, believing they would live out their days in peace. Who could have predicted fate's sudden reversal—the supposedly infertile officer's body suddenly went into overdrive! First pregnancy delivered, dragon-phoenix twins bringing double joy! Before the couple could catch their breath, second pregnancy arrived promptly, adding another son! The iron-blooded big shot once condemned to lifelong childlessness directly reversed his fate to welcome three sons and one daughter!
Marriage
70s Top Boss, Tear True or False Heiress Script
70s Top Boss, Tear True or False Heiress Script
[Time-Travel + Rebirth + Fake vs. Real Heiress + Face-Slapping + Golden Finger] Apocalypse-level powerhouse Keira Summers transmigrates into a period drama—only to find herself cast as the most tragic fake heiress ever written! Their fates are polar opposites, a living satire. The real heiress lives in the prestigious military compound in the capital, doted on by parents and brothers, fast-tracked through school, sent abroad for a gilded degree, and finally wedded to a top commander—three babies in one go, life flawless and complete. The original soul who stole her identity? Trapped in a crumbling mud hut in the countryside, beaten and scolded daily, forced to drop out and work before she turned fifteen, then bartered away in a marriage deal to clear family debts. A lifetime of domestic violence and misery, ending in squalor. Reborn, Keira Summers’s eyes hold nothing but icy mockery. Want her to stay the stepping-stone so the real heiress can keep her perfect life? Not a chance. When the true heiress feigns gentleness and steps forward to “comfort” her: “Big sister, our family’s poor—please be understanding of Mom and Dad, don’t fuss over what you’ve lost.” Keira Summers arches a brow, voice razor-sharp: “You stole my life, bathed in my blessings, and now you want my understanding? Your lucky streak ends today.” A max-level boss never wastes energy on self-doubt. She opens by crushing the heiress’s exclusive golden finger, then launches into calm-crazy mode, shredding the unjust plot thread by thread. While the real heiress still fusses over a new dress and secretly compares herself, Keira Summers has already leveraged top-tier academic talent to dive deep into scientific research—advancing step by step, building strength to serve her country. Biased family, hypocritical heiress, doomed destiny—she steamrolls them all. In this life she breaks free of the mire, discards the rotten script, and wields science like a blade. She rises to the summit, forging herself into a legend no one can match.
Marriage
4.6
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