In the first world she transmigrated into, Song Jia accidentally killed the original host and made the monarch so insane with grief that the whole world was destroyed with him. Her boss then declared after she went back to the modern world: "No salary for six months!" Song Jia: (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ In the second world she transmigrated into, Song Jia had to raise a cute little bun and thought that her job this time would be easy. In the end, the cute little bun became a sadistic killer that could solemnly say to her, "Just push me below you and take advantage of me." Her boss: "..." Song Jia: "..." [Original story] [Cover image not mine.] Highest Ranking: #1 yandere #1 ancient china #1 obsessed

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

The main character always ends up with the male lead? Even if they're backstabbing, evil, and cruel, they will live happily ever after just because they are the main character? Even if they're so innocent that they cause countless deaths, they will still be treated with love and respect, with everyone groveling at their feet to help them. Well, the readers have agreed to disagree with this thought. It's about time to revolt! Alright then, we just need someone to destroy the main character. We need to take away the main character's golden thigh. Since that's the case, we need to Steal The Male Lead. AN: Hello everyone, so this is going to be my third book ever written on Wattpad. I've actually had plans for this book for a while and I also have many ideas for the other arcs but, please enjoy the book, and I will try to keep a constant update on it. *If any of the photos are yours or you know that the artist of the photos or characters don't want it up, please comment down right away so that I can delete it. None of the photos are mine and rightfully belong to the artist.*

After an accident, she found herself possessing a small cannon fodder's body inside a novel she was reading! But why did the storyline seems to be a little different than what she had read? Xiao Hua, the body she was currently possessing, will die if she stayed around Princess Long Lian and the Third Prince Long Zhu, but her escape plan failed and gotten herself tricked to be the prince's maid! She expected her days will be full of torture, but why did he pamper her to an unbelievable degree? The Third Prince was supposed to be an unambitious prince, a cannon fodder, but he did not act according to his script! He went wild by arming himself with power and gathered the heroine's supporting male leads to go against the hero and heroine! Aiya, did she transmigrated to a dark version of the novel instead of the original one? [This story is not the full version. Full version could be purchased from selected sites] Google play: https://play.google.com/store/books/series?id=3gAsGwAAABDzGM Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08L6CW1CX?binding=kindle_edition&ref=dbs_dp_rwt_sb_pc_tukn [Disclaimer: The cover is a fanart used with the permission of the artist, @-helios ] THIS IS an ORIGINAL STORY (by the way) Start: 7th December 2017 End (Vol 5): 19th July 2019

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

2 years is short... 2 years is long... Days pass like years. Years continues on for eternity. Do you still remember the promise? This is a continuation of the Rebirth of Fa Wei Lan. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Volume 2 contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

He doesn't care? She doesn't care either. In fact stay far away and she would be happy. He doesn't love her? Doesn't matter, she has better things to do than daydreaming about love from her cold detached husband anyway. He doesn't welcome her? Too bad, The Emperor is the one decree the marriage. He love another? Well let him pamper other then. Then come the news, he was almost assassinated! She sigh. Fine, she will nurse him back to health. She thinks it is still in the scope of her responsibility as the main wife, even though she does not feel like one. She does not realize when he finally wake up, his gaze toward her is different from the past. It was filled with confusion, bemusement, and a bit of affection. *This is an original story and was not a translation. Any kind of feedback is truly appreciated :) **The cover was not mine and all credit goes to the artist. I was only borrowing and add some words in the picture.