The Rebirth Of An Ill-Fated Consort - Chapter 50

[No CP + Escaping Famine + Cultivating + Space]Note: Don't compare the novel to reality, this is not a documentary.When she opened her eyes, Gu Changan traveled from the apocalyptic world where she had just awakened her abnormal ability, all the way to ancient times during a famine.Her father was an old fool, not only was he directionally challenged, but he also lacked virtue in all five aspects.Fortunately, her grand mansion became her portable space?Her lightning-based ability was still there?This cheat was a bit overpowered.Her father doted on her like a precious daughter?Gu Changan took out a bag of rice.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan took out a piece of meat and a bag of flour.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan took out a chicken.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan had only one goal: to protect her foolish father, and together they would survive and become divine beings.They wanted to merely survive, yet they ended up walking the path of finding work.

When the enigmatic and overpowered Kieran Drayke awakens in a foreign magical world after a sudden transmigration, he brings along a system unlike any this realm has ever known. The “Sovereign Architect System” doesn’t just make him invincible—it gives him the tools to build something far greater.But Kieran isn’t interested in world domination. At least, not in the usual way.Disillusioned by the world's surface-level glimmer and the rot beneath it, Kieran sets his sights on the forsaken—those discarded by society, lost in the shadows of nobility and corruption. From slums, war zones, and forgotten ruins, he gathers orphan girls of various races—elves, beastkin, humans, and more—each with untapped potential and pain behind their eyes.He trains them in secret. Guides them. Empowers them. Not as soldiers, but as a family. A hidden organization that operates behind the curtains, shaping the world while appearing as ordinary students at the prestigious Aetherion Magic Academy.Kieran himself? Just a carefree, slightly lazy transfer student with a penchant for sweets, sarcasm, and sneaking naps between classes—on the surface, at least.With a slow-burning plot that weaves magical worldbuilding, deep friendships, training arcs, casual comedy, and a cast of unforgettable girls who grow into queens of the unseen, Chronicles of the Hidden Crown explores what happens when an OP MC doesn’t conquer the world with brute force…But builds a legacy from its forgotten pieces.No betrayal. No forced drama. Just the steady rise of a secret kingdom in the shadows of a crumbling empire.

Arranged marriage? Or a child first and then love?After being defeated and captured, the dragon slayer Leon became the prisoner of the Silver Dragon Queen. Facing certain death, Leon made a desperate move.In a twist of fate, he impregnated the queen right before he was supposed to die.He thought that by doing this, he could condemn the queen to live with the shame for the rest of her life, fulfilling his mission as a dragon slayer.But two years later, when Leon opened his eyes, he found a little dragon girl with a tail beside him.“Daddy! You finally woke up!”Not only was Leon alive, but he had also become the father of this little dragon girl.After that, the Silver Dragon Queen started her relentless revenge. In a way that was truly “tit for tat,” she subjected Leon to non-stop bed exercises. But as a mere human, how could he possibly withstand the unending onslaught of a dragon's... desires?Leon decided to escape.However, every attempt ended in failure.Finally, under the queen’s threats and bribes, he resigned himself to being a stay-at-home dad.“Hm, you’ve been behaving well. I’ll reward you by having a second child with me,” the queen declared.Leon swore, “I’d rather die! I’ll leap from the Silver Dragon Palace, and I still won’t have a second child with you!”

In the Heart’s Kingdom, a kingdom where vampires reign and humans were nothing but livestock, Lilou, a peasant, found herself being preyed upon by the worst maniacal vampire of his kind. However, as terrifying as what he addressed her as his ‘reserved meal’, this vampire also called her his bride!

Except:

My eyes brood with fear, gazing at the still-beating heart in his hand. “My Lord, pardon me but… is this the bloody proof you promised to show me?” I asked, my voice shook as I gulped down whilst struggling my trembling knees from giving away.

“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

“Yes, milord. You’re good at it, literally.” I’m mortified, watching the pieces of the heart fall as he approached. His every step made me take a step back until my back reached a solid pillar.

“Huh,” Samael chuckled briefly, stopping in front of me. His long, pointy nails that were covered with blood traced my elbow down to my hand. Gently, he clipped my forefinger in between his, guiding it before his lips. “Did I pass your test, though?” He asked, the sharp tip of his nail played over the tip of my finger.

I stared at his penetrating gaze as I reluctantly answered, “Barely.”

He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my heart within my chest drummed as my back broke into sweats. “But… I’m just…” I paused, hoping my answer would put an end to this. “… I’m just a human.”

Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

“You're not just a mere human... you are my human.” He stressed before I sensed his lips part and the tip of his fangs against my skin.