Ludmila Vovchenko

Lin Zheng never believed in fate. At thirty-six, she is one of the best officers in China’s maritime anti-smuggling division — sharp-tongued, fearless, impossible to intimidate, and far more comfortable among rough sailors than polite society. She trusts logic, discipline, and the sea. Not people. Especially not men. But after a storm throws her overboard during a nighttime operation, Lin wakes aboard a pirate fleet in nineteenth-century China… in the body of the infamous widow of the pirate lord Zheng Yi. Surrounded by captains who expect weakness, betrayal, or bloodshed, Lin quickly realizes one terrifying truth: if she wants to survive, she must become more dangerous than all of them. The empire wants the pirates destroyed. The pirates want power. The sea wants blood. And somewhere amon

Alena Severina had never searched for another life, but she had spent years trying to understand the old one. At forty, she was left completely alone with a quiet, empty house. She knew everything about people — how the mind breaks, how cleanliness can save a person, how those whom nobody hears manage to survive. When she found herself on the cold shores of Scandinavia, trapped in the body of a widow with two small children, no home, no money, and no protection, she had to learn all over again: how to keep others warm, how to heal, how to negotiate, how to live. Here, people did not believe in words. They believed in what worked. Clean water. Warm walls. Fish preserved for winter. Calmness in a human voice. And most of all — love that comes not as salvation, but as the choice of two grown

After surviving a devastating accident, powerful Italian businesswoman Sofia Rinaldi wakes up in a body that is not her own — younger, fragile, and carrying the scars of another woman’s tragedy. Everyone expects Sofia to break. Her manipulative former mother-in-law wants control over the inheritance. The press is ready to destroy her reputation. Dangerous men circle the Andalusian estate she has inherited, hiding secrets beneath its sunlit земли and white stone walls. But Sofia did not survive one life just to lose another. In the heat of southern Spain, surrounded by olive groves, sea wind, family betrayals, and unfinished dreams, she begins again. A new home. A new name. A new war. And then there is Diego Alvarez. Dark-eyed, dangerous, impossible to ignore — the kind of man who sees too

In two parallel worlds, two young women — Jasmine and Anna — live lives filled with pain, loneliness, and an aching hunger for love. Jasmine is the quiet ward of a magical boarding academy, gifted with an immense reserve of power. Everyone uses her strength, yet no one truly values her. The forgotten and unwanted daughter of a duke, she is cast out from both her family and the life that should have been hers. Anna is an orphan from the real world, fierce and explosive by nature. Through an accidental ritual, she finds herself in the embrace of the Goddess of Fertility — the source of power between two worlds. What will remain of them when their reflections merge into one? And what price must be paid for the chance to become truly themselves in the fullest sense of the word? Mysticism. Magi

She was used to keeping everything under control — her work, her life, herself. But one day, her heart simply gave out. Now she is a stranger in a stranger’s body. A young wife in a house where smiles cut deeper than knives, where her mother-in-law controls everything, and her husband lives as if his wife is nothing more than a convenient piece of furniture. She tried to be proper. Quiet. Convenient. Useful. It didn’t work. Now she has a different plan: to play by their rules… and win. Even if the price is giving up everything they forced upon her. Even if she must go where only the stubborn survive. And even if one day she has to choose: to remain herself — or become convenient again.

After a scandal at a construction site and a mysterious death, forty-five-year-old Zhanna wakes up not in a hospital, but in an overturned carriage on a Burgundian road in the nineteenth century. Ahead lies a convent, where an obedient and overly devout young woman was being taken to quietly “live out” the rest of her life. Behind her — a broken wheel, a terrified horse, and two trunks filled with a pitiful dowry. But Zhanna has no intention of going to a convent. What she does have is her mother’s old house, a neglected yard, a half-empty kitchen, a stubborn streak, and the hands of a woman who spent her whole life working construction sites instead of sniffing perfume in salons. She knows how to survive, bargain, whitewash walls, make cheese, smoke meat, and stare at people in such a way

After a failed hostage negotiation with a terrorist, crisis psychologist and negotiator Anna was certain nothing worse could possibly happen to her that day. She was wrong. Because she woke up in sixteenth-century England — in the body of young Anne Vavasour, former lady-in-waiting to Queen Elizabeth I, cast out of court after a scandalous affair, a secret pregnancy, and the birth of an illegitimate child. Instead of palace luxury, she finds herself trapped in a half-ruined estate. Instead of admirers — mud, debts, a horrified widowed companion… and a vicious rooster that apparently must be caught immediately. And then there is the dangerously observant neighbor with the cold eyes — a man connected to the Crown’s secret intelligence network. He trusts no one. She reads people far too well.

Aileen always thought her grandmother’s “priceless survival skills” were completely useless. Seriously — who in the twenty-first century needs to know how to start a fire with wet moss, smoke fish, or tell healing herbs from the kind that will leave you miserable in the bushes for three days? Then she wakes up in the freezing forests of fifth-century Scotland. No phone. No hot water. No proper food. And a strange little “puppy” that howls at the moon far too often to be normal. Now Aileen must survive among endless mist, smoke-darkened huts, wild woods, and people who look at her as if she is either mad… or about to curse them all. All she really wants is: not to freeze to death, teach these people to wash their hands, and understand why this new life feels less like a dream and more like

Aylin had always believed that her grandmother’s “priceless life skills” would never be useful to her. Seriously — who in the 21st century needs to know how to start a fire with wet moss, smoke fish, or tell medicinal herbs apart from the ones that will leave you hiding in the bushes for three days? And then she woke up in the cold forests of 5th-century Scotland. No phone. No hot water. No proper food. And with a strange “puppy” that howls at the moon far too often to actually be a dog. Now Aylin must survive among fog, smoke, wild forests, and people who look at her as if she’s either insane or about to curse someone. All she really wants is simple: not to freeze to death, to teach these people to wash their hands, and to understand why this new life feels less like a dream and more lik