Synopsis: Once notorious for his ruthlessness, Prince Pei Yuan of the Fourth Prince's residence fell from grace and transformed into a paralyzed invalid. Reluctant to marry off their legitimate daughter, the prestigious Rongguo Duke's household pushes the unpopular Bao Ning to be his replacement bride. The Fourth Prince's residence is nothing more than a dilapidated courtyard on the outskirts of the capital, overrun with cobwebs and devoid of visitors. With one leg crippled and lying in filth on the bed, Pei Yuan gazes at her coldly, his eyes filled with suspicion and disgust. However, Bao Ning finds herself surprisingly content. Here, there are no scheming sisters or cruel stepmothers. She can do as she pleases-tend to chickens, grow vegetables-and the two of them can live well enough. Except for the somewhat difficult-to-get-along-with disabled husband... Bao Ning squats by Pei Yuan's side, holding a bowl of rice, pleading with puppy eyes, "I'll give you all the meat, just be a little nicer to me." In a bid to seize the throne, brothers fight among themselves, and in one such ambush, Pei Yuan is critically injured. Lying crippled in bed, he once thought his life was over. Yet suddenly, his newly wedded wife bursts into his life, fragrant and smiling, like a beam of light through the fog. How could he bear to be only a little good to her? He wants to hold her dearly in his heart. Their marriage dowry consisted of only three bags of rice, but now, he's willing to conquer kingdoms just to see her smile. #A healing and heartwarming tale, incredibly sweet# #The daily life of a young couple# Alert : Not my story , I am just translating it Update everyday at 8 am

On the evening of March 24, 1980, He Da Cheng from Xiaoling Village knocked on his neighbor's door at the Jiang household. "Uncle, Auntie, I've set my sights on your Erya, and she feels the same about me. If you agree, I'll make a grand celebration to marry her properly. But if you don't, we'll elope together and only return after giving you grandchildren to honor you." Beside him, Jiang Erya rested her chin in her hand, grinning dreamily, "Yes, yes, I'll do as Da Cheng says." The very next morning, it was Jiang Erya who knocked on their neighbors' door. "Uncle, Auntie, I've set my sights on your He Da Cheng, and he feels the same about me. If you agree, prepare the traditional 'three rounds and one sound' wedding gifts promptly along with additional betrothal presents. However, if you disagree, I'll convince him to live in at our place instead, leaving you two old folks out of consideration." Beside her, He Da Cheng nodded repeatedly, "Erya, I'll follow your lead." A month later, amidst lively celebrations, the couple joyously tied the knot and embarked on their shamelessly affectionate life together, becoming the most envious and indolent pair in Xiaoling Village. The numerous members of Xiaoling Village were left speechless, thinking to themselves, "How can you two be so unabashed!" He Da Cheng or Jiang Erya would respond, "Who needs face? We're busy farming, raising kids, and making big money." From high school sweethearts to newlyweds, but achieving that wedding wasn't easy. After graduation, they struggled tirelessly for years in a bustling city, unable to afford a house or start a family. Exhausted, they contemplated returning to their hometown when, unexpectedly, they woke up transmigrated into a rural themed era novel. In this book, they were the ultimate villains, serving solely as stepping stones for the protagonists. Author: Spicy Orange NOTE: This is not mine. I just translated it to a better reading materials.

Qi Cunxin was only a fire-tending maid in the Eastern Ling residence. Day after day, she crouched by the smoky stove, her face and hands covered in ash. Life was dull, money was always tight, and the little copper coins she earned never seemed enough. To survive, she secretly worked outside, washing clothes for courtesans at the pleasure house. It was exhausting work, but it gave her a few extra coins to hide away. Then one day, her life changed. In the back courtyard of the flower house, she saw him. A beautiful young man locked in an iron cage. His face was pale, his breath weak, his life hanging by a thread. The madam who had bought him already despised him, calling him useless and a waste of money. Qi Cunxin was sitting on a stool, scrubbing clothes. When she lifted her head, her eyes met his. His gaze was so bright and beautiful that she forgot to breathe. That day, she emptied the little silver she had saved for so long. She bought him, and carried him back to the residence. From then on, he became hers. He was quiet, gentle, always following her like a shadow. He smiled sweetly, clung to her with every step, and looked at her as though she was his entire world. More than that, he was impossibly handsome. Qi Cunxin swore that one day, when she was free, she would marry him. But she never guessed the truth. Xie Miao once thought the most exciting thing in life was watching people's final struggles before death, or stepping on them with power. Until he met her. For the first time, he wanted to pretend: to act pure and flawless, like snow in spring or willows in the wind. At first, it was just a game: to toy with her innocent heart. Yet in the end, the one who was captured... was him. --- ML: Cold and ruthless in public, but in private a spoiled, clingy and obedient. (Obsessed and possessive) FL: Kind and adorable.

"Goddess, you're so perfect." he breathed the words, staring up at her as she moved rhythmically up and down above him, her breasts bouncing as he gripped her hips, trying to hold back the wave that he felt building inside of him. She just looked and felt so fucking good. "Do female wolves mark their mates?" She leaned forward as she asked the question in a low voice, sliding her arms along his chest as she shifted her position, moving her legs close together so that he was even tighter inside of her as his hands came down to grip her ass, thrusting into her from below. "Yes." he was barely able to gasp out the word. "Not in my pack. But in many- most even- other packs." "Why not yours?" He felt her mouth slip forward, her tongue teasing the same place he had marked on her body half an hour earlier. "The men in our pack just haven't allowed it. It's a sign of claiming and-" her teeth grazed the spot lightly, not hard enough to break the skin, but he felt a mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through his body and he drew in a sharp breath, his head tilting back automatically as he offered her better access to the spot. "It shows that you belong to your mate. Doesn't it? Like I belong to you?" "Yes." He murmured, gripping her more tightly, so close to the edge he knew he'd lose control at any moment. He only hoped he could bring her to the peak of pleasure again first. He'd thought she was close. "Nova." He knew his voice sounded desperate. "Can I mark you, Alpha?" ---------------------------------- When Nova stumbles into pack lands and is captured by the Blazing Moon pack she knows that she has to escape. She makes a daring escape only to be tracked down by their Alpha. But their meeting isn't at all what either or them expected. Can he convince her to stay? Or will a petite female rogue be the one to bring down one of the fiercest Alpha's on the continent? ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18

"Look your too weak I can't accept you as a mate you'll only shame yourself and this pack " my own mate said to me . . . . My mate rejected me on my eighteen birthday and the day after my own parents was backing him, so to telI you the truth I couldn't handle that but as much as I cried over it I knew the reason he did it tho, every pack has a trial or test that the alpha's mates has to take in order to become the Luna of the pack I know it sounds stupid but that's the law that the alpha king declared after the war that took place, most alpha lost there mate because they weren't able to defend them self or the pack so to put it simple if I don't have strength and knowledge I can't be Luna Being the alphas reject mate was not a pretty repetition for me, especially since i know that there's gonna be contest to pick out the most fairest she- wolf of them all while I'll be at home sulking about it, so in that instance I made up my mind and left the pack and everyone behind as well. After that I found myself being Something I never dreamed of 'a hunter' and not just any hunter but 'an assassin hunter' never have I heard of a werewolf being a hunter much less an omega, most would have laughed but now I'm feared. After four years of my disappearance I was sent on mission back to my old pack, somewhere i never dreamed of seeing again but here i was seeing the people i once called family and the place i once called home

Book Two of the Northern Lights Series. We entered the hotel to find a large amount of alarm and confusion. I tightened my hold on Clark's hand as we moved through the foyer. I searched the crowds for familiar faces until I found my father, "Dad!" I called out to him. My father came rushing to us, pulling us both into a tight hug. His heart was pounding, "Oh Charlotte, Clark, it's bad. It's really bad." I pushed him to arm's length, my eyes wide with concern, "What happened?" "The conference leaders are about to make an announcement. There was a terrible attack on the Crestview pack in Manitoba. They are located by Cormorant Lake, just to the north. It's only about five hours from Red Rose..." his voice trailed off. "What happened James?" Clark asked, holding on to my father's shoulder. My father's face was pale, his eyes began to brim with tears, "They were ambushed last night. You need to understand this pack is the second largest in Manitoba, almost six hundred members. They are a strong pack, well trained with great warriors..." Clark stared at my father, "James...". I pulled him into a hug as the tears started to fall, "They are all gone. Ripped apart, the men, women and children. Whatever they did, they left none alive. The pups were all slaughtered." My shoulder became wet with tears as my father hung on to me for dear life. I was shocked by his words, how can an entire pack of that size be wiped out overnight. Surely there was a misunderstanding, an exaggeration of the event. "That's not possible." I whispered. My father pulled back to look at me, holding on to my arms tightly, "I know, it shouldn't be. Crestview is a vibrant, large pack. They have a large presence in Manitoba. This shouldn't have happened. We don't know how it could have happened."

Before her death, she loved him and did everything to earn his love, but he rejected her, causing her pain and heartbreak. She died in a car accident unexpectedly. She was reborn the same night she met him, but this time she won't love him and will stay far away from him. He was reborn after she left him and went to search for her, asking for forgiveness. Will she ever forgive him?