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A second chance with my billionaire husband

Ji Yunya died at eighteen, was reborn, and returned from Hell as a devil. * Everyone said that the Ji Family's girl was gentle and graceful, beautiful and smart, elegant and refined, with a heart as delicate as an orchid and scholarship as impressive as her manners; she truly lived up to her reputation as the top socialite. "Ji Yunya, you’re nothing but a devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you existing in this world? You black-hearted and corrupt wench, why don’t you just die..." The adopted daughter of her grandmother wished she could drink her blood and feast on her flesh. Because I've already died, haha, you're right, I’m a wicked ghost who crawled up from Hell. In my past life, I made a wedding dress for you, this life, I intend to take back everything that belongs to me, and by the way, crush you ruthlessly into the mud. "I should have strangled you the moment you were born, because you simply don’t deserve to live in this world, your blood is the filthiest thing on this planet…" Her biological father incessantly thought about how to kill her. Because my existence is the biggest shame in my father's life, but what can I do? I couldn’t choose where I was born, but I can choose how to live. Like a nail, I’ll be fiercely hammered into your heart. If I’m filthy, then what does that make you, the creator of me? "You're a freak, I'm going to call the police and have them lock you up in a mental hospital..." A little friend was filled with righteous indignation after accidentally seeing her true self. Shush, truly clever people know better than to speak out, because I can’t resist silencing them...permanently! My father is hypocritical, my grandmother feigns virtue, the mistress is venomous, and even her sister is courting death. Come one, come all, let’s settle our accounts, past and present! She's a noble socialite praised by everyone, a study goddess with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with beauty and talent, a medical genius with a cool and wise mind… Her perfect acting could fool the whole world, yet those who hate her most know the truth—she is black-hearted, hypocritical, selfish, domineering, and madly obsessive. Look, this is the real her. * Yan Song, the son of the mayor, poised and majestic, with an impressive and stunning presence, he is the dreamy youth every girl hides in her heart, as beautiful as jade and as fierce as the scorching sun. In public, he’s dashing and charming, in private, he’s cutting and sarcastic, arrogant and wild. A slam dunk photo of him from the basketball court went viral online, and netizens hailed him as the National School Hunk. Countless fans drooled over the only blurry photo of him available, calling him "hubby" with unrestrained joy. One day, the typically mysterious and low-key National School Hunk suddenly registered a Weibo account, and instantly masses of fans rushed there. ——I’m just here to say that I’m engaged and have a childhood sweetheart for a fiancée, so stop calling me your "hubby." It's reserved for her, and if you upset her, then I won’t be happy either. And if I’m not happy, no one will be. The fans refused to accept this, wailing, how could their idol already have a fiancée? And he’s so in love with her, that's just way too domineering... Ji Yunya: That's right, I am domineering. If you want to be my man, you have to be clean from top to bottom, inside and out, from your body to your name, even every strand of your hair must belong only to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist destroying it... Yan Song: My wife's obsession with cleanliness is incurable… But, I like it! From then on, a saying circulated in Jiangzhou, Master Yan dotes on his wife above all else. You can provoke anyone but Lady Yan, or else Master Yan will teach you how to be a person all over again in minutes. 1 vs 1, the tone of this work is pampering, pampering, pampering, written by someone with a fastidious streak, you get it, if you like it please bookmark it.
Su Mu Zhe Yue · 1m Views

When the Female Protagonist of an Ancient Romance Novel Transmigrate

Jiang Jiang is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhen’s household and the emperor’s personally appointed future Crown Princess. Later, she transmigrates into a book—a yuri novel—and becomes the fiancée of the older sister of the main female lead. It is said that their engagement was arranged only to fulfill her grandmother’s dying wish. In truth, the two women have no romantic feelings for each other. When Jiang Jiang meets her fiancée for the first time, the woman looks at her with an indifferent expression, impatience faintly hidden in her eyes. “I will marry you, but I will never love you.” Jiang Jiang obediently nods. She is familiar with this kind of arrangement. How many marriages between noble families are truly about love? She did not love the Crown Prince either, yet she still became Crown Princess. Ji Xu’an looks at her suspiciously, unconvinced by her meekness. — Later, Ji Xu’an realizes that Jiang Jiang is not disobedient at all—she is obedient to an excessive degree. At a hotel, a female celebrity slips into Ji Xu’an’s room. Jiang Jiang who should have been sleeping beside her was nowhere to be seen. With a cold face, Ji Xu’an drives the woman away. Only then does she see Jiang Jiang poking her head in from outside the door, looking at her with regret. Grinding her teeth, Ji Xu’an snaps, “Don’t you know someone was trying to get close to me?” Jiang Jiang blinks her almond-shaped eyes. “Don’t you like it?” Ji Xu’an’s expression darkens further. “Do you even have a heart? Aren’t you jealous at all?” Jiang Jiang hurriedly shakes her head. Jealousy is a grave fault! Besides, isn’t it the duty of a proper wife to help her wife take in a few beautiful concubines? She is already being so obedient—why does Ji Xu’an look even angrier? — Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Original Name: 當古言女主穿進百合文 Author: 人间甜橙
Baenz · 127.6k Views

His Secret Slave to Scandalous Queen

Excerpt... Henry’s hand shot out, closing around her arm, firmly enough that her breath caught. “Stay…” He stood beside her, close enough that she could feel him without touching him. “I…” Livia’s voice broke before it found strength. “I didn’t flee.” She still would not fully look at him. Her eyes remained on Bella. “This is not my fault,” she whispered. “No,” Henry said at once. “It isn’t.” He looked away, then back at her. “Do you love him, Livia?” “Please,” she cried. “Stop calling me that.” “Do you love him?” he asked. “Yes,” she said. “So soon after me?” he asked. “I thought we…” He stopped. “I assumed you…” “That I what?” Livia asked, her voice trembling. “That I loved you? Henry…” she began then she caught herself. “Your Highness. I did seek solace in your arms... Yes. I will not lie about that. I wanted you. I trusted you. In a sea of sharks and wolves, you were the safest thing I could find.” Her eyes filled again. “You made me feel as though I could breathe. Turns out, you are no better.” “Why?” Henry asked quietly. “Because I am the king?” “Because you lied to me. You let me trust a man who did not exist.” “I existed.” “Henry the merchant existed because you created him.” “For good reasons, I had to keep my identity hidden,” Henry said. “The king moving around London without security,” he continued, “what do you think would happen?” “You speak as though I was asking you to announce yourself in the middle of Cheapside with trumpets and a crown. It doesn’t matter anymore,” Livia said, looking away from him. “I am getting married.” “Yes,” Henry said, the word leaving him like a blade drawn from flesh. “To my best friend. Did you tell him?” Henry asked. Livia’s brows drew together. “Tell him what?” “That I fucked you. Did you tell him I was your first? Did you tell him you once trusted me? That you once promised yourself to me because you thought I was the safest thing in your miserable world?” “That is not fair.” “Then tell me is it fair that Richard gets to call you his intended while I stand here pretending I do not know the sound of your moan? Is it fair that he holds your hand while I cannot even say your name without ruining you?” “Please stop.” “Did you tell him,” Henry pressed, unable to stop himself now, “that you were mine before you were ever his?” “How could I?” she asked, the words breaking. “I did not even know who you were.” “Then let me ask you this,” he said, leaning down just a little, his lips a hair’s breath from hers. “Has he fucked you? Has he touched what is mine?” ..... Sold into slavery and trapped in the brutal underworld of London, Livia Valenti is placed on the auction block. She makes a desperate choice and places her fate in the hands of the mysterious man who once caught her stealing. She does not know he is the King of England. Then comes Richard, Duke of Kingsmere willing to offer Livia the one thing Henry cannot easily give her— a future outside the shadows. Caught between the king who awakened her heart and the duke who may be her safest escape, Livia is pulled into a dangerous court. Livia becomes Diana Bellamy, the woman another man intends to wed, King Henry must decide how far a king can go before love becomes scandal, obsession, and war. From the author who brought you: 1. Undressed by the mafia God 2. Undressed by his arrogance 3. The Vampire's Luna
JoyceOrtsen · 380k Views

Sword of the Dead: The Master of the Dark World

“Kang Yuna, you’ll feel what it’s like to burn.” After tragically losing his mother in a fire, Kim Suho vows vengeance against the royal family, particularly Kang Yuna, whom he holds responsible. Desperate to escape the palace and its suffocating grip, as the royals ruthlessly suppress the truth, he struggles to break free from their control. In the midst of his turmoil, he crosses paths with Kim Hawoon, the formidable commander of the royal army. Recognizing Suho’s potential, Hawoon takes him under his wing, adopting and training him to harness his strength. “I will be your saviour. Let me train you… let me mould your magic in it’s full potential.” Fifteen years later, Suho resurfaces, now a skilled warrior, and assumes the role of Kang Yuna’s royal guard, his enemy, oblivious to his true identity. Not only that, to work beside her, he had to compete in the event Sword Raid. But as he plots his revenge, he uncovers the rotten core of the royal family, a reality far darker and more twisted than he ever imagined. “Whatever you’re after, you will never succeed.” “Whether, I succeed or not, it shouldn’t concern Her Highness.” Will vengeance consume him, or will the truth force him to reconsider his path? Can Suho face the consequences of his power? “It’s killing everyone. My magic… it’s killing them.” “It’s your fate… your existence… your very being to spread death. It’s what you really are, Suho.” Not only that, the great evil that’s on rise, Suho have to prepare himself to fight against it. To prepare for the battle that’s his very own doing. To prepare for the battle where he will lose his everything, his loved ones, his aim and the his own self. To prepare for the battle, that his sword had lead him to.
Jay_lina20 · 66.6k Views