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DEATH IS JUST THE BEGINNING

They killed her. She came back. Now it's her turn. Jiang Yue had everything—beauty, wealth, a loving husband, and a best friend she trusted with her life. Then her husband chained a concrete block to her ankles and pushed her off a bridge. Her best friend of fifteen years waved goodbye as she sank. She died in the cold water of Heshan River, her lungs burning, her heart full of hatred— And woke up five years in the past. Now 22 again, Jiang Yue has returned to the day before she first met her future murderer. She knows every lie he'll tell, every trap he'll set, every smile that hides his rotten soul. But rebirth came with a price. She can see the dead now. Ghosts walk among the living, invisible to everyone but her. Shadows whisper secrets. The supernatural world has opened its doors—and something hungry followed her back from the other side. The Boundary Keeper demands payment: 100 guilty souls, or innocents die in her place. Recruited by the mysterious Special Investigations Bureau, Jiang Yue becomes a hunter of human monsters—killers, traffickers, and predators who escaped justice. Each soul she delivers pays down her debt. Each kill brings her closer to freedom. And all the while, she plays the perfect game with her future murderers. Smiling at the man who will drown her. Laughing with the friend who will betray her. Gathering evidence. Building her case. Waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Lin Haoran thinks he's found his next victim. Xu Meilin thinks her schemes are invisible. They don't know that she remembers everything. They don't know she's already killed. They don't know about the ghost who wants them dead as much as she does. The woman they murdered is standing right in front of them—and she's smiling. QUESTION HOOK VERSION: What would you do if you woke up five years before your own murder? Would you run? Would you hide? Would you change your fate? Jiang Yue chose none of those options. She chose revenge. Reborn with the ability to see the dead and bound by a debt of blood, she walks between worlds—hunting guilty souls by night, playing the perfect victim by day. Her husband is a murderer. Her best friend is a snake. And the entity that brought her back is always hungry. But Jiang Yue isn't afraid anymore. She's already died once. What else is there to fear?
No_Name_6742 · 719 Views

When I Transmigrated, I Became Genarel’s Omen Bride

In a 1970s village where love is a literal death sentence, an "Omen Bride" must fake a life with a cold-blooded soldier—praying his lack of heart will keep them both alive. Lin Yue wakes up nauseous, her lungs burning with the dry, dusty air of a stranger’s 1970s body. By sunset, the man who just confessed his love to her is dead. It wasn’t heartbreak. It wasn’t a coincidence. It was an "accident" everyone saw coming—except for the victim. In this village, affection is a poison. Any man who falls for Lin Yue dies within thirty days. The deeper the feeling, the faster the blood stops pumping. The villagers call her the Omen Bride. Mothers lock their sons away when she passes, and the gossip in the dirt alleys has a sharper edge than any butcher’s knife. Lin Yue doesn't have time to cry over graves. She only has time to survive. Her only shield? Gu Chen. A cold, disciplined soldier with a soul made of iron and zero interest in romance. He doesn't linger. He doesn't stare. He doesn't look at her with that soft, doomed glow in his eyes. To Lin Yue, his emotional distance isn't a flaw—it’s her armor. She clings to him, not out of desire, but out of desperation. She starts a fake marriage rumor, weaponizing his coldness to keep the "accidents" at bay. Until the shield starts to crack. Gu Chen begins doing things that look dangerously like care. Standing too close in the rain. Blocking the village's venom with his own body. Saying her name like it actually matters. And then, the accidents start circling him. Lin Yue knows the pattern. She’s seen the countdown before. To save him, she has to be the villain. She must lie harder, act crueler, and push him into the frost. But Gu Chen isn’t stupid. He sees the pattern. He knows the lethal rule. And he stays anyway. Because this time, love isn’t a misunderstanding. It’s a tactical decision. A countdown they both can hear. And if loving her means dying? Gu Chen is a soldier—he’s already chosen his hill to die on.
ChoiSylvesterJung · 298 Views

The Cube Queen's Apocalypse Feast

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed
Reiya_Alberich · 482.2k Views

Lines That Don't Bend

Emma Lindsey built her company to survive without permission. Independent, precise, and relentlessly disciplined, she has spent years creating a business that answers only to its own standards. Control is her currency. Distance is her defense. Invisibility—until now—has been her greatest protection. Ethan Greyson built systems that erase uncertainty. As the cold, methodical CEO of Virex Group, he believes stability is not negotiated—it is enforced. Power is structure. Emotion is noise. People are variables to be managed, not accommodated. When regulatory pressure and market scrutiny force Emma’s company into Virex’s orbit, neither of them chooses the collision—but both are altered by it. What begins as strategic containment becomes enforced proximity. What looks like protection reveals itself as control. What feels like alignment slowly turns into entanglement. Emma refuses to be absorbed. Ethan refuses to relinquish certainty. Together, they replace trust with rules and intimacy with boundaries—convinced that structure will keep them neutral. It doesn’t. As oversight tightens and external pressure mounts, control fractures in quiet, dangerous ways. Fatigue replaces certainty. Discipline leaks. Small decisions begin to carry personal weight—and instinct enters a system designed to exclude it. They are not drawn together by romance. They are pulled together by consequence. And when Ethan protects Emma without permission—and Emma realizes she no longer stands alone—the balance they both depend on shifts irrevocably. This is not a story about falling in love. It is a story about two fiercely controlled, fiercely independent people losing neutrality in each other’s presence—and discovering that when control finally breaks, the collision creates a fire neither of them was built to survive untouched.
IrisCalder · 847 Views

Issol: Reborn into Frost

Issol stared at the black doll-like figure standing stiffly in the corner and chuckled to herself, her eyes shining brightly as she turned to her maid. “Doesn’t he look adorable?” she said softly. “Like a little rabbit." The maid felt uneasy. She opened her mouth, intending to destroy her master’s interest in the scrawny human, but the sound of Issol’s giggle made her pause. There was something unsettling about it, something that told her it was already too late. Whatever had caught her mistress’s attention would not be released so easily. So she remained silent, glaring instead at the thing that had drawn Issol's gaze. Issol cared little for her companion’s unspoken thoughts. She moved forward at once, going to claim her doll before anyone else could. No one was allowed to touch what was hers. Stopping in front of him, she tilted her head, wondering if her appearance would frighten him. But she was surprised to find his gaze already fixed on her, calm and empty, lingering on her mismatched eyes without a trace of fear or emotion. That alone made her giggle again. She turned back to her maid, pleased. “I quite like this one,” Issol said. “This will be my doll. Born as the forgotten twin, Issol’s life had been decided long before she could understand it. It was written into the names her parents gave, sealed by favoritism, and marked by her mismatched eyes and hair that did not belong. Death should have been an ending. Instead, she awoke once more with her memories intact with pain following her into this new life, shaping her thoughts and hardening her heart. What became of her was no more innocence, but resolve. This time, she would no longer wait to be chosen. She would choose for herself.
SilverR · 1.5k Views

Love And Deepspace|Zayne:The Avalon:The bridge between life and death.

Dr. Zayne Li has a secret. Three years ago, the renowned cardiologist stumbled upon an impossible ice cave in the forest outside Linkon City. What he found inside changed everything—a portal to a nightmare realm where monsters hunt humans, where the laws of reality bend and break, and where survival means becoming something you never thought you could be. He barely escaped. And he's spent every day since sealing that cave, ensuring no one else suffers the same fate. Until Hunter Nana Wang follows him one night.Curious, reckless, and too brave for her own good, Nana is Linkon City's strongest hunter—trained to fight Wanderers, not the impossible creatures that exist beyond dimensions. When a surprise attack shatters Zayne's carefully maintained seal, both of them are pulled through the portal into Avalon: a broken city suspended between life and death, where demons, vampires, and hybrids hunt the few remaining humans. Separated by the portal's cruel logic, Nana wakes in an abandoned classroom with no weapons, no backup, and no idea how to survive. Within minutes, she's being hunted. Within hours, she's convinced she's going to die. Then she meets Mina—a survivor who's been trapped in Avalon for a month, who teaches Nana that the only way to escape this nightmare is to become a nightmare yourself.As Nana learns to fight creatures that shouldn't exist, as she loses people she comes to love, as she grows harder and stronger and more desperate, one thought keeps her going: Find Zayne. Escape together. Survive. But Zayne is fighting his own battle, alone in a realm where he's already spent three years learning to be a killer. And when they finally reunite, they discover that Avalon has one rule that changes everything: The only way out appears once a year, during the blood moon cycle, when thousands of vampires wake and hunt. And anyone bitten transforms instantly. One portal. One chance. Two people who love each other enough to sacrifice everything. In Avalon, love isn't just about living together. Sometimes it's about choosing who gets to live at all.
DeepspaceLore · 15k Views

From Deadbeat To Doting; Something Is Wrong With My Husband!

Enemies To Lovers+ Unfiltered Smut + Billionaire Romance + Strong Female Lead. . . From this: “I’ve slept with every woman in this house. What will it take to get that divorce, Brianna? Do I have to go after your mother next?" To this: “I don’t want anyone if it’s not you, my dear wife.” Brianna thought her nightmare was finally over the night she made her abusive, cheating husband fall to his death. But when he woke up in the hospital, smiling at her with tender eyes and calling her “the most beautiful woman he’s ever met”… she knew something was terribly wrong. This wasn’t the man who humiliated her, mocked her, and destroyed her name. Now, her deadbeat husband has become a possessive, seductive, and obsessed doting stranger—one who claims he’ll cherish her forever. . . [Excerpt] "Wife, your hands are dirty now. Go wash them. I don't want his scent on you." That seemed like a good enough excuse to regain her senses with the timeout. Brianna sighed, already turning to limp, but the grip from the bed suddenly became firmer. She tugged further, but to no avail. Sighing, "Lucian, let go. I need to go to the restroom. I need a moment to... to process this." She tugged her slender wrist again, against his hold, but his fingers were a collar of iron. He didn't even look at the door. His dark, fixated eyes were locked onto the palm Marcus Thorne had just grabbed. Lucian's voice was heavy with the haze of the concussion and a terrifying, sudden possessiveness. "No. I don't want you out of my sight. Someone else might... hold your hands again." "I am going five feet away. I'm not a child, and I'm certainly not a prisoner. Now, let go so I can get this… this man's sweat off my skin." "I'll do it," Lucian muttered. However, before Brianna could ask how, he pulled her hand toward his face. Her eyes widened as she realized his intent. "What are you doing, Lucian? Don't you dare—Don't you dare lick my hand!" Brianna flinched violently, dragging her body backward until she was nearly doubled over the edge of the bed, but he was immovable. His concussed brain had simplified the world: Stranger touched Wife. Stranger's scent must be replaced by mine. "Stay still, wife. It'll be quick." "What kind of animal are you—! Lucian, stop! This is unhygienic! It's… it's psychotic!" Brianna turned desperately towards the corner where Marcus Thorne was still standing paralyzed by the sight! "Marcus! Well, don't just stand there! Do something! Help me!" Meanwhile, Marcus Thorne looked like he wanted to jump out of the window! He was watching the President of Better Health, the most powerful man in the city, bring his wife's hand to his mouth with the raw intent of a wolf. Marcus stammered, his hands shaking as he took a frantic step toward the door. "I-I think I'll just... I'll leave the couple to their... their private recovery. Yes. Intimate recovery." "Marcus! Get back here!" Brianna cried out with wide eyes of disbelief. But Marcus refused to look back. He gestured vaguely with a trembling hand, looking as though he'd just witnessed a ritual he wasn't meant to survive, and ran into the hallway. The door clicked shut with a finality that sounded like a prison cell locking. Brianna stared at the wooden door, her mouth agape. "You coward! You—" "Wife, I told you. Stay still." ... From deadbeat to doting, her husband has changed overnight. But if he isn’t the man she married, then something is wrong with her husband! A/N: If you are looking for a story with a cold-blooded yet possessive CEO, a genius female lead who takes matters into her own hands, and a 'he falls first but she falls harder' dynamic with a twist,then this book is for you! This book is participating in the WSA 2026! If you enjoyed the first few chapters, please support me by adding this to your Library, leaving a Review, and voting with your Power Stones and Golden Tickets! Gifts are appreciated too! Your support helps this "Goddess" climb the ranks!
Dòe · 53.6k Views