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Ruinous Love

**WARNING** This story contains scenes of extreme physical violence and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is advised. The groom walked heavily across the veranda floor. The pungent, sharp scent of wine mingled with the cold night air. Dazed and unsteady, he flung open the carved double doors with the reckless haste of a drunkard and stumbled inside. Hànyuè (汉月) sat on the edge of the bed, silent and with her head bowed. Her thin, white nightdress was visible in the dark room, lit only by the candle. Her eyes were full of sadness; she knew this union was no marriage, but a blood pact between two powerful clans. The groom cast a heavy, bleary-eyed gaze over her. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it. Hànyuè looked up, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. A cruel sneer played on the man’s lips as he rasped: "I still find it hard to believe that… the unattainable daughter of the Lán (嵐) clan has fallen into my hands like this. Well... such was your fate; you had better get used to it. From now on, we are husband and wife, and we have got a long, exhilarating night ahead of us!" Without a word, Hànyuè rose. With a sorrowful expression, her trembling hands reached for the ties of her robe; the soft silk slipped from her shoulders and pooled onto the floor. The groom, his eyes glinting with arrogance, reached to untie his sash when, suddenly… The quiet room was broken by the loud sound of wood breaking. The broad blade of a sword pierced through the wooden door with unrestrained violence, passing straight through the groom's spine. The bloodied tip of the blade protruded from his abdomen, stopping directly in front of Hànyuè’s terrified eyes. Pinned to the door, the groom’s eyes bulged from their sockets as his body convulsed. A stifled, rattling sound emanated from his throat. Hànyuè covered her mouth with trembling hands and staggered back in horror. A moment later, the shadow behind the door pulled the sword out with a swift, ruthless motion. A fountain of blood sprayed from the groom’s mouth, splattering the floorboards. The man’s knees gave way, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground. While drops of dark blood had splashed onto Hànyuè's skirt, she let out a loud, and piercing scream. **ABSTRACT** Prince Hēiláng (黑狼) is deeply in love with the noblewoman Hànyuè, but tough political obstacles stand in the way of them being together. In his quest to claim her, he strikes a dangerous bargain—a choice that irrevocably alters the course of their lives and unleashes consequences far more brutal than he had ever conceived.
Pouria_Zarrinpar · 28.8k Views

Reborn in 1970: Building a Global Empire

Rudra Pratap died a broken man in 2026, sacrificed on the altar of corporate corruption. He wakes up with a second chance in the most volatile decade of Indian history: the 1970s. It is an age of suffocation—where the License Raj strangles innovation and the government controls the means of production. But Rudra has brought something back from the future. Possessing a mysterious System that allows him to import 21st-century blueprints and foresee geopolitical shifts, Rudra begins his ascent. While others fear the impending war, Rudra sees a supply chain opportunity. While others beg bureaucrats for permits, Rudra buys the bureau.He is no longer the victim. He is the predator. His goal is not just wealth. He aims to forge an industrial empire so vast that operates in the shadows of global finance while building the spine of Indian industry. Watch Rudra Pratap turn a dying textile mill into a global empire, one crisis at a time. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction set in an alternate 1970s timeline. All characters, businesses, and events are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Real-world brands and historical figures are included solely for atmospheric context and do not imply endorsement or factual accuracy. © 2026 Inkstory. All rights reserved. This story is published exclusively on Webnovel,Royal Road and Scribble Hub. If you are reading this on a pirate site, please report it.
Inkstory · 66.5k Views

The Minister: Cold by Day, Hot by Night

Zhi Wan is an orphan living under someone else's roof, always cautious and meticulous, until she fell into the water one day and gained the ability to share dreams with others. She thought she would never meet the man from her dreams in her entire life, so in the dreams, she did all sorts of outrageous things. Until one day, she saw the Jade Pendant at his waist and finally realized that the man who did all those outrageous things with her in the dreams was none other than this powerful official, known for being aloof from women, cold, and ascetic. Startled, Zhi Wan decided to flee. But before she could even board the ship, she was surrounded by that powerful official and his soldiers. "I have received a secret report that Miss Zhi is connected to a recent major case. Please come back with me to assist in the investigation!" The man from her dreams, now dressed in his official uniform, was speaking in a serious, bureaucratic tone. Zhi Wan: "..." Confined to the ship's cabin under the pretext of assisting an investigation, Zhi Wan finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to expose the man's hypocritical facade. "What a show of official authority. You weren't like this in the dreams!" The man loosened the collar of his official uniform, cornering the young lady against the wall, "Oh? And what am I like in your dreams?" Zhi Wan: "..." "Be good. The things we didn't finish in the dream, let's continue them now!" the man coaxed in a hoarse voice. (1v1, Double Clean)
Chu Yue · 287.8k Views

I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?

Ye Qianning becomes a six-year-old little dumpling. Not only does she possess dual-system special abilities, she also has four fathers. “Daddy!” The little dumpling cries tearfully, leaving the four prominent, dashing figures of the imperial capital utterly flustered. The Scholar-Official Daddy: “Little girl, you can't just claim anyone as your father. Hurry up and go back where you came from.” The Foxy Daddy: “If I had a daughter, she would surely be the greatest beauty in the world. How could she be as chubby as a ball!” The Businessman Daddy: “The Gu family hasn't produced a daughter for three generations. How could she possibly be a child of my Gu family?” The General Daddy, however, is excited: “Hahaha, I was fated to have no children, and heaven suddenly gave me a little meat bun. Come on, daughter, let's go home with Daddy!” A little girl suddenly appears in the General's residence, causing several influential figures of the capital to lurk by the wall every day. Eventually, they just stop leaving, all declaring that they will only leave when their own daughter comes home with them. The General Daddy roars angrily: “Why didn't you acknowledge her back then? Now, if anyone dares to snatch my daughter from me, I'll fight them to the death.” Beside them, a prim and proper little boy mutters under his breath with his hands behind his back: “When she grows up, she is going to marry me and be my wife.” Hearing this, the four prominent fathers' eyes blaze with fire, looking extremely dangerous. The little dumpling watches the drama that unfolds daily and facepalms in resignation: “She just wants to cultivate her spatial dimension to live a long life... Matters of love and romance, stay away.”
Young Master Feng Jiu · 256k Views