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The Pawn Who Said Yes

Lucia Watts was once the golden daughter of Tomasso City, born into an illustrious family, raised in love, and destined for brilliance. But at seventeen, she made one fatal mistake: she brought a stranger named Anna Smith into her home. That mistake destroyed everything. Betrayed by the woman she trusted, Lucia’s father was framed and sentenced to life imprisonment. Her family collapsed overnight. Her father died under the wheels of oncoming traffic. Her mother lost her sanity. The hospital that carried her family’s name was stolen. Lucia died that day. And Emma Wilson was born. Four years later, Emma returns as the elegant and untouchable director of a Swiss cosmetics empire. Beautiful, ruthless, and patient, she has only one purpose: to drag Anna Smith and everyone who helped her into hell. Her path of revenge leads her straight to Ricard Anderson, Anna’s fiancé, a powerful CEO, and the perfect weapon. Lucia approaches him knowingly, seduces him deliberately and lets him fall in love with her step by step. She uses his desire, his influence, and his devotion as pieces on her chessboard. Ricard knows the truth. He knows she is using him. He knows her love is a lie. And yet, he chooses to stay. “I know I’m just a pawn,” he says. “But I’m willing.” As secrets are exposed, traps are set and blood debts are repaid, love becomes the most dangerous variable. Lucia wins her revenge but at the cost of everything else. Because some love stories are never meant to be saved. And some women choose revenge over redemption. ... Umee say that: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.
Umee_uuuuuuw · 9k Views

Her Comeback Was His Sentence.

After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant. She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her. Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her. “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, the three years of affection crushed like worthless paper. He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her, under the guise of nakedness. “Fine,” Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears. She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him. Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange man home, none other than Alain! Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him. But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: “You’re not worthy of her.” ... Umee: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.
Umee_uuuuuuw · 22.5k Views

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 · 460 Views

My Five Bigshot Seniors: I am The Most Coddled Junior!

"Gu Qingqing's heart softened for a moment and she saved someone. Who would have thought that because of this, she would become the disciple of the Holy Fox Spirit Lord, whom countless people wanted to acknowledge as their master. She even gained five senior brothers and started the path of becoming spoiled by the group. Eldest Senior Brother was born with the soul of the sword, and he only had the sword in his heart. He was as cold as the snow on a mountain peak, but he smiled at her and refined all kinds of magic robes for her, protecting her behind him. Second senior brother was proficient in music. He looked gentle, but he was cold. He played music for her all night just to kill his enemies, hoping that she could sleep well. The third Senior Brother was a formation master and a playboy. He was flirtatious but not despicable. He never cared about women, but he was willing to charge through the Ten Heavens Immortal Vanquishing Array just to save her. Fourth Senior-apprentice Brother was a genius alchemist. He opened the furnace only to refine pills, but he was willing to research sugar pills for her, just to make her happy. Fifth Senior Brother was a talisman cultivator who was proud and unyielding, yet he was willing to lower his head for her sake and trample his dignity beneath his feet just so she wouldn't be injured. The male protagonist asked, ""What about me?"" Senior Brothers replied, ""Get lost, Junior Sister is ours!""
Indifferent Scorpio · 441.6k Views

I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

【Yuppie Hidden King Yan Jinzhi VS Spiritual Power Space Master Jiang Mingyue】 (Double Rebirth + Powerful Couple + Double Purity 1V1 + Mutual Doting + Face Slapping) Caught in a trap, Jiang Mingyue inadvertently discovers that she is merely bait for her opponent, whose true aim is the life of her only family member. How can she allow that? Provoking the villain, she successfully gets kicked off Wuyun Mountain and smashed to pieces. Her soul traverses four hundred years back to a time of scarcity, only to discover upon awakening that she has become a fake wealthy daughter, who had just threatened her foster parents with jumping into a river if they sent her back to the countryside. With a merged mind and body, Jiang Mingyue declares: Countryside? I couldn't ask for more. Thus, her foster parents, brother and sister-in-law, and the true white lotus daughter Jiang Zhenzhu, stare in disbelief: The troublesome girl who previously raised hell not wanting to return, suddenly seems to have transformed into another person, happily linking arms with her biological sister to go home. Jiang Mingyue: Thank you for fulfilling my wish! In the future, those who want to take advantage of me... humph! No way! I am the strongest king with an unmatched treasure. What’s that? The strongest king is also accompanied by a peak master protecting her? The informed ones: Another day to be envious! Yan Jinzhi: If my woman wants to reach for the sky, I'll accompany her!
Mo Shang Ying Hua · 295.1k Views