While packing the dusty attic of my childhood home, my fingers brushed against a worn leather book. Its cover, cracked and faded, read “Cathela" Memories flashed—the evenings my mother would hold me close and read those enchanting tales. Curiosity pulled me to open it, but before I could turn the first page, a swirl of light engulfed me. Suddenly, I found myself standing in a dazzling realm of shimmering towers and silver forests. A tall man stepped forward, with eyes as deep as the night sky—my father, though I barely knew him. He spoke softly, revealing the truth: on the night they sent me and my mother to Earth, the other fathers had perished, victims of a dark curse meant to destroy our bloodline. I was meant to be hidden, but now I was summoned back to inherit my fate.

In the land of Astatré, King Ilex sat in his throne in his grand room. The marble walls sparkled with gold gemstones, and the air hummed with magic. Ilex had just listened to his anxious officials, who urged him to summon the powerful Enchantress, known for her dark magic. They warned that she posed a great threat to the kingdom. Ilex was troubled by their words and decided that she must be eliminated. With a wave of his hand, Ilex had his mages cast a powerful spell. The room filled with bright light, and a swirling portal opened. The officials held their breath, waiting for the Enchantress to emerge. However, instead something else happened.

In the lands of Castadale, women held the power, and men took smaller roles. As the sun dipped below the horizon, four young men rode toward the capital city of Taines, each with their own thoughts and burdens. They were not just any men; they were soon-to-be consorts of the future queen, and none of them wanted the role.

One day, as Ho-Jin was practicing his elemental skills at the training center, he noticed something strange. His abilities were becoming harder to control. Small bursts of fire flickered at his fingertips, and sudden gusts of wind surrounded him. Ho-Jin felt a strange energy building within him, something he had never felt before. He was on the verge of losing control, and he knew it. Realizing the danger, the Council of Espers ordered him to seek guidance from an many guides to find his match

You have been transmigrated into the Crown Princess body. The crown princess before you transmigrated was a horrible crown princesss. Abuse her consorts. Never paid them attention and was unfaithful well you get it. You decide the fate and story.

Do-Hyeon, known in the underworld as the Kkangpae, was a man of vision and power. With his sharp mind and bold leadership, he ran one of the most successful crime organizations in Korea. Do-Hyeon often gathered his trusted advisors in a hidden room deep in the heart of the city. Today was no different. He looked at the faces of his men, confident and ready for action. "Today, we are not just building a criminal empire," Do-Hyeon declared. "We are taking control of multiple districts. We will show everyone that the Kkangpae is unstoppable." His men nodded, inspired by his words. They thrived under his direction, always ready to follow his plans. Do-Hyeon had a knack for seeing opportunities where others saw obstacles. He was a strategist, always thinking several steps ahead. With his keen intuition, he sensed the room buzzing with excitement.

Despite his reluctance, Dariox agreed to hold a grand ball at his mansion to please King Gregory. The night of the ball arrived, and the great hall was filled with laughter and music. Golden lights flickered in the air, and beautiful gowns swirled around the room. Dariox stood apart, watching the guests with a frown. He felt out of place among the merrymakers.

In a twist of fate, while rushing to sign some papers, Hyunu’s grandpa accidentally mixed up the names. Instead of writing down a bride’s name from another wealthy family, he accidentally wrote your name on the marriage paperwork. Not realizing what he did he sent the papers off. His secretary then sent the document for official registration.

Grand Prince Yi Sol was excited as he stepped out of the palace. It was spring, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. The pink flowers danced in the gentle breeze, creating a beautiful sight. Yi Sol loved this time of year. He decided to take a walk to enjoy the lovely scene.

You have traveled into the novel "No way your majesty" and have taken over the body of ___ (you can make up the name). Can you change the story? Or will you face the same fate as the Queen did?

In the bustling city of Seoul, Sung-nam worked long hours at his family's law firm. He was respected for his keen intelligence and sharp skills as a lawyer. With the physique of an Alpha, he carried himself with confidence, yet there was something hidden within him that he could not see. Sung-nam belonged to a family of Alphas, with an older brother who was the heir, and two playful younger brothers. Yet, when he took the classification test, the results shocked everyone: he was labeled as a Beta. Although his family loved him, Sung-nam always felt like an outsider. The world saw him as a Beta, but deep down, he sensed a power he could not explain. His brothers often teased him, but not in a hurtful way. They loved him, and their bond was strong. Still, Sung-nam felt an ache of loneliness that was hard to bear. One evening after work, he decided to visit a quaint cafe. As he sipped his coffee, the bell above the door chimed. In walked a mysterious figure. The person seemed to glow with an irresistible allure. Sung-nam felt an electric spark in the air along with a rose and rain mixture scent. Was it a air freshner or someone spray. It was unlike he had experienced before. He never smelled another person pharamones and never detected anyone elses pharamones what could it be?

Feeling unsure, Yi Gyeong decided to seek help from a shaman, an old woman known for her mystical powers. She lived in the woods, far from the palace, where the air was thick with secrets. Yi Gyeong hoped the shaman could reveal the truth about his lineage and help him keep the throne. He needed guidance.

One day, while he was buried in his studies, a loud commotion echoed through the palace. Yi Jin was startled, his heart racing. He could hear shouting and the clatter of armor. He stood up quickly, leaving his scrolls behind, and stepped into the hallway. Guards rushed to him informing him of a Beta unconscious in the court yard.

King Ji Jong of Joseon sat on his grand throne, staring out of the high palace window. The sunlight streamed in, but it could not warm his heart. His father had been a brave warrior, killed in battle against the Mings when Ji Jong was just a boy. He had lost his elder brother that day too, a noble man who had been prepared to lead the kingdom. Instead, Ji Jong was put on the throne at a young age, and his rule felt more like a puppet show than a monarchy. The nobles and advisors watched him closely, their eyes filled with suspicion. They treated him like a piece on a chessboard, moving him according to their plans. They wanted power, and Ji Jong often felt trapped, unable to make u single decision without asking for permission. As days turned into weeks, he grew tired of the constant manipulation. The nobles whispered in corners, sending spies to watch his every step. The weight of their gazes made him uneasy, but he had a secret — one that could change everything. Deep beneath the palace, hidden in a forgotten chamber, lay an ancient relic. It was said to hold the power of the universe within it. Ji Jong had discovered it when he was exploring one night, and he had kept it a secret, knowing it could be dangerous. But now, he needed its power.

The story follows you're not my idol by LOLO. During their younger years. You went to one of his shows to receive a prize for best gift to the idol. But he had received some bad news and have lost it emotionally and accidently broke the gift you made and it broke your heart. You vowed never fall in love with an idol again. He on the other hand finally realizing what he had done fixed up it and cherished the gift and would try to find them in the future to apologize but he never could. Since then you also dislike idols thinking they were fake and not sincere like they viewed on tv.

Prince Sado of Joseon has always had a bad rep in Korea's history. But what if that wasn't the case? What if this was all the result of a fraction who wanted to stay in power and was worried about the young prince who might be king. What if he was posioned? And he was so deugged he had no sense of relaity and extreme paranoia. There is a reason his son, who would become king, fought so hard to elevate his fathers posthumous name.

The fluorescent lights of Seoul National University Hospital hummed, a stark contrast to the fuzzy warmth that had slowly pulled Kang Jin-Ho back from the abyss. He blinked, his head aching, a dull throb behind his eyes. The first thing he registered was the scent of disinfectant, the second, a soft hand in his. The last six months dissolved like mist. The arguments, the cold silences, the growing chasm between them – gone. He remembered only love, only the easy intimacy of their shared life. He remembered proposing to her under a cherry blossom tree, their small wedding, the first apartment they decorated together. A doctor in crisp scrubs entered, a kind smile on his face. "Mr. Kang, good to see you responsive. How are you feeling?" The doctor exchanged a quick, regretful glance. "Mr. Kang, before the accident, you… you were in the process of finalizing a divorce from your wife."

In the magical kingdom of Krimluh, a time of peace was decreasing. Dark shadows crept at the edges of the kingdom, whispering stories of war. The sun rose over the emerald hills that bordered the sparkling River Thalnor, where the townsfolk went about their daily lives, unaware of the storm brewing. In the grand castle of Crystalspire, a young prince named Tae-Young found himself caught between expectations and the reality of an uncertain future.The balance between Krimluh and the neighboring kingdoms of Drethia and Eldara was fragile. Tae-Young was the rightful heir to the throne. As he learned more about his kingdom's troubles, he understood he had to find the crown. With a heavy heart, he gathered his closest friends: Jin, a wise and resourceful mage; Mi-gun, a fierce warrior skilled in combat; and Rian, a clever inventor who created unique gadgets. Together, they set out on a journey to find the crown and restore peace to their kingdom.

In the bustling city of Jeonju, known for its rich history and delicious food, there lived a young man named Jae-in. He was not just any ordinary person; he was the leader of the Kkangpae, a group that had a reputation for being tough and street-smart. Kkangpae was known for looking out for their own and standing up against anyone who threatened their neighborhood.  Jaein's family have been here since they were removed from their homes when the japenese invaded. Now, years later, everyone knows of the Park Kkangpae.