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After a Contractual Marriage, Little Taotie Went Viral!

The last Taotie in the world, Qin Yun— Due to getting drunk and flirting with the Pixiu Pei Yan at a banquet in the Heavenly Court, she was sent to the Lower Realm by the Jade Emperor as punishment for disrupting the feast. She turned from a noble little Taotie in Heaven into a cannon fodder female supporting character in the Mortal World... During a reality show, while other artists were seriously completing tasks, Qin Yun ate her way through the entire program, turning herself into a program anomaly. When filming a drama, she ate all the props from the crew, was chased by the director to compensate, and when she opened her small mouth, claiming that our drama will be a hit, and it indeed became a massive success. She became known in the circle as having a 'Golden Mouth, Saying Jade'. Every day her assistant reminded her to eat less, that gaining weight wouldn't look good on camera. Qin Yun turned around and started a live broadcast, activating eatcasting mode, and was even invited to participate in food programs? The most infuriating thing was, while other celebrities starved themselves to dream of eating meat to lose weight, Qin Yun never gained weight no matter how much she ate! She munched her way from being an obscure black-listed artist to the top tier. One day, the head of the Tang Family happened to see her eating broadcast video, recognizing her as his biological daughter. After verification, the entire Tang Family came to acknowledge her, wishing they could compensate her for all the twenty years of neglect. Later, Qin Yun was photographed staying overnight at Pei Yan's house, suspected of making their relationship public. The entire Tang Family appeared to refute the rumors: "All rumors!" While everyone was shocked by Qin Yun's identity, a diligent fan also discovered from a live broadcast that in the glass behind Qin Yun, there was a person sitting not far away working, eventually verified to be the movie emperor Pei Yan. Pei Yan: @Qin Yun Let me introduce, this is my wife. Qin Yun: @Pei Yan This is my caretaker.
Wei Xiaomeng · 190.7k Views

Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?
Chrissie_Swift · 385.2k Views

His Crimson Obsession

At fourteen, Eiravyne was branded by her father. She believed it was punishment for her flaws: her lack of beauty, her weakness, her unworthiness. Years later, after the slaughter of her entire family, Eiravyne learns the horrific reality: the burn was not born of cruelty alone, but part of a ritual, one that bound her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, a cold and power-hungry Duke her family taught her to fear. Forced into engagement with the merciless Duke, Eiravyne is thrust into a world of dark politics and ruthless ambition. Her already fractured identity is torn further apart when she discovers that the family who raised her were not her blood. She is the last living heir of the Sangrevers, a feared and hated bloodline known for their seductive cunning, their hunger for power, and their destruction at the king’s command. But amid the betrayal and manipulation stands Urag Romani , the King's Sorcerer, her childhood friend, the only person she ever trusted . Like her, Urag was raised under the cruelty of her mother. Like her, he bears invisible scars. Fiercely loyal, yet wrapped in mystery. To survive, she must embrace the darkness of her lineage(her potent blood) or be destroyed by it. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, enemies to lovers, childhood friends to lovers ,obssessive male lead, a lot of intimacy,powerful couple. Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .
Isaac_black · 345.4k Views

The Revenge Of Duchess Sinclair

Her Ladyship Anastasia Roseline Sinclair of Florence believed she had everything: a noble title, a promising future, and the love of Aaron Dinkley—the charming son of Duke Andrew Dinkley of Fortshire, one of Flambodia’s most powerful fiefs. Childhood sweethearts, Anastasia and Aaron were raised to believe they were destined for each other. But destiny is a cruel mistress. On the eve of her succession to Duchess of Florence, Anastasia is betrayed—by Aaron, the man she loved, her stepsister, and her own family. Stripped of her title, murdered in cold blood, and discarded like refuse in the wastelands, she is left to die. Yet death does not claim her. At the brink of death, Anastasia is reborn—not as a phoenix, but as a vulture. A vulture ready to devour the flesh and bones of her enemies. Cold and ravenous for retribution. She will reclaim her crown, her dignity, and her name. And she will make them all bleed. Because revenge is a meal best served cold. ......... Crown Prince Daniel Maxwell Devonte of Flambodia is feared across kingdoms. Ruthless in battle, merciless in court, he is known as the Dragon—a warrior whose enemies tremble at the mere mention of his name. His fame attracted him more enemies than friends including his own family. His own father King Reginald the Fifth, hated him but mostly feared him because of his power. Rumours swirled in the wind that his mother the former Queen cheated on the King and that he was not his son. However, rumours based on assumptions could not be regarded as evidence. Although it did not stop the current Queen and her minion children to peck around them and use them to their advantage in order to taint his already spoiled reputation. Daniel wears revenge like armor, his fury buried beneath layers of strategy and silence. He trusts no one. Loves no one. Until he meets her. The fiery red-haired stranger with eyes like embers and a soul forged in betrayal. Anastasia. Together, they are chaos incarnate. Two broken souls bound by vengeance, drawn together by bloodshed and ambition. Their enemies will fall. Their kingdoms will burn. And the world will learn what happens when you cross a Duchess and a Dragon.
LEAH_VURAYAYI · 27.5k Views

Dangerous Attraction (Forbidden Love)

Content Warning: This story contains themes of obsessive behavior, power imbalance, and possessive relationships that may be uncomfortable for some readers. For twenty years, Megan lived as the cherished daughter of the prestigious Blackwood family. Your older brother Tristan was your protector, your constant, the one who shaped your world with careful hands and watchful eyes. You never questioned his devotion, until men who showed interest in you began disappearing from your life with disturbing regularity. When the intern who confessed his feelings was fired the next day, you finally saw the pattern. When your college friend who asked you to dinner stopped returning your calls, you knew. So you ran, across an ocean, to a life Marcus couldn’t control. Two years of freedom. Two years of breathing without someone monitoring every breath. Then the call came: Come home. There’s been a mistake. The girl crying in your childhood living room has your eyes. Your real eyes, the ones you should have been born with. DNA tests don’t lie, and the truth is devastatingly simple: you were swapped at birth. She is the real Blackwood heiress. You are… no one. An interloper who lived someone else’s destiny. You expect exile. Disgrace. A swift removal from the only family you’ve ever known. Instead, Tristan corners you in the hallway outside your bedroom, the one that may no longer be yours. His expression isn’t grief or confusion. It’s something darker, hungrier, like a man who’s been holding his breath underwater and has finally broken the surface. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”
Sharon_Gwen_0944 · 1.2k Views