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Darling CEO I'll marry you: His wife is a nightingale

Xia Lihua was born with a beautiful voice. A voice as sweet as hers was hard to find. She used to be her cousin sister's shadow singer. Her family exiled her to the United States when she was set up by her cousin sister and stepsister. She returned to her own country after completing high school in America only to discover her father had given orders for some guys to murder her. After narrowly escaping death, she was saved by a friend who rushed her to the hospital and with the help of a genius hacker she was able to eventually escape from the country, hiding in Milan for two years. Except for her grandfather who doted on her, the rest of the Xia family assumed that she was dead. After three years, she returned, stronger than ever, to face-slap the scumbags and exact retribution. She is now the nation's sister- a top idol and a movie queen. She is also known as the Ice Empress in business world! People called her the Nightingale because of her melodic voice, little did she know that she will be become the night songstress of the man whom she hated the most. She didn't know that she was the reason why the demon king couldn't sleep at night. All he could think about from morning till dusk was her. He could wreck devastation on earth for her, and this time he would do anything to keep her. The devil bigshot has made up his mind and is chasing her! Netizens: Is Emperor Yang pursuing you, sister Hua? Xia Lihua: No! He is just my ex-fiancé and a die-hard fan. Emperor Yang: What ex-fiancé? Bullshit! Tell them that you are my wife, little bird. Author note: The author is not Chinese and this is her own story. THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION. [ Update: Cover art by- @dixerqua ;) (DO NOT STEAL!!!) ]
Dixerqua · 1.5m Views

Married To Void

[Content Notice: This novel contains mature themes] "You said you had someone else—you never told me you had interest in a man!" Rosamund’s voice cracked, tears streaking her cheeks as she backed away, the weight of betrayal crushing her breath. Harold’s gaze didn’t waver. "How much clearer did you need me to be?" He stepped closer, his hand brushing her face with a tenderness that now felt like a lie. "I told you I had no desire for you. That I only agreed to this marriage for an heir. Society demanded, that I must have a companion and an heir. I never promised you love." His hand fell, but his hazel eyes pinned her in place. "That secret was mine to bury. You walked into this marriage with your eyes open." --- Rosamund, the overlooked third daughter of the Earl of Warwick, thought she’d escaped her fate when the Duke of Somerset rescued her from ruin. After blinding the Marquess’s son, William, in defence for a maid, she became entangled in a scandal that left her parents with no choice but to accept his marriage proposal. But on the brink of being assaulted by her own betrothed, salvation came in the form of Harold—cold, calculating, and disarmingly honest. Their marriage was never meant to be a love story. Harold made his terms clear: a political alliance, an heir, and nothing more. Yet Rosamund, desperate for solace in her gilded cage, dared to hope for warmth. Until the truth shattered her—Harold’s heart belonged to another, and she was trapped in a marriage of devastating loneliness. Now, Rosamund must confront the bitter reality: will Harold ever let her past his walls, or is she doomed to a life of hollow duty, forever bound to a man who cannot love her, remain married to void?
Andy_Alice · 6.3k Views

Jujutsu Kaisen: Tragedy Life Simulator

In the deranged world of Jujutsu Kaisen, having no Cursed Energy and no Cursed Technique is the greatest original sin. Touma Hayase crossed into this world with nothing. A talentless monkey in the eyes of every sorcerer, orphaned by Cursed Spirits that butchered both his parents, he nearly died the same way they did. Then, on the knife's edge of death, he obtained the "Simulator". No room for trial and error in the real world? Fine. He'd pay for every lesson in blood inside the Simulator. He began hunting for truth within those simulations, piecing together every scrap of intelligence about this twisted world. Used as bait by a deranged supervisor. Thrown onto the front lines as a meat shield by the Zenin Clan. Marked for extermination by Special Grade Curse Users who considered him a remnant of the old era. Through countless deaths, countless simulated dead ends, Touma didn't just accumulate unfathomable depths of Cursed Energy. He awakened an Innate Technique all his own: Phantom Night Parade, the power to forcibly read and replicate any Cursed Technique. Go ahead. Kill me once. I'll steal your techniques and your secrets from inside the Simulator. Years later, the Shibuya Incident erupted. The Culling Game began. When the Big Three Sorcerer Families and the rotten elite scrambled for a scapegoat, they found that the monkey they'd once trampled underfoot had already climbed a throne built on the corpses of Special Grade Cursed Spirits and high-ranking sorcerers alike, hell-bent on tearing this twisted world apart and rebuilding it from the ground up.
rivyura · 2.4m Views