•STORY NOT MINE •DO NOT VOTE AUTHOR: 雲朵還是花 ASSOCIATED NAMES: 穿成男主回豪門前甩他的前女友 CHINESE WEBSITE: https://www.xbanxia.cc/books/410761.html [Romance + Slow and Steady Love] Fang Xihe opened her eyes-and realized she was in the body of the male lead's ex-girlfriend. A supporting character in a novel where a woman chased her husband. She had been cruel-rejecting him for being poor, toying with his feelings, humiliating him, dumping him, and marrying a rich second-generation heir. Soon after, the male lead was accepted back by his wealthy family, rising to Beijing's elite. There, he met the angelic female lead, who healed the wounds his ex had left. Meanwhile, the ex suffered domestic abuse despite her rich marriage. Later, she returned, clinging to the male lead, stirring chaos, and breaking the female lead's heart. Eventually, she was captured-and accidentally killed by her wealthy husband. --- And now, Fang Xihe's story began at the most critical moment: the male lead was proposing. She froze for a heartbeat-and said yes. The man before her was a prince of Beijing's elite, with immense wealth. Even a sliver of it would grant her freedom. She dreamed of becoming a rich heiress. Soon, the powerful patriarch flooded her with money, demanding she leave the male lead. At the same time, the male lead met his true love, showered her with gifts, and asked for a divorce. Then the patriarch arrived in person, handing her a blank check. "Fill in any amount-as long as you divorce Chen Zhou." Fang Xihe's mind raced. One hundred million? One billion? Before she could decide, a man stormed in, tearing the checkbook to shreds. "Don't insult my wife with money!"

She was never meant to survive the story. Qi Yue was just a forgotten name in a tragic novel-a fake daughter, cannon fodder, a girl who died early in a zombie apocalypse no one remembered. But when Lin Yue, a terminally ill girl from the real world, awakens in Qi Yue's body one year before the world falls, she refuses to meet the same end. Armed with foreknowledge of the plot and a mysterious space-type system called AURA, she breaks away from her twisted adoptive family, escapes the shadows of her past, and begins rewriting her fate-brick by brick, bullet by bullet. In a world collapsing under viral mutation and human greed, Qi Yue rises from pawn to player. With cold intelligence and burning compassion, she builds safe zones, tames the wasteland, trains warriors, and uncovers the devastating truth behind the virus-and her own existence. Alongside loyal allies like the reserved but unwavering Shen Jin, she fights back against corrupted power, monstrous mutations, and the very authors of the apocalypse. But survival is never enough. As war ignites and enemies close in, AURA evolves into something more than a system-it becomes family. When the final choice comes, it's not about who wins, but what you're willing to sacrifice for the world you want to protect. From forgotten cannon fodder to commander of humanity's last hope-this is the story of a girl who was never supposed to matter, and how she rewrote the end.

To become an imperial concubine is to master the art of survival. It is not beauty that keeps you alive, nor obedience that keeps you favored, it is precision. Every word measured. Every glance calculated. Every step taken as though walking along the edge of a blade. Yes, the emperor will dine with you. He will laugh with you. He may even favor you for a time. And for that fleeting favor, you will be rewarded with silk, gold, and a life others can only dream of. But dreams have a way of turning into cages. Because within the palace, affection is currency, trust is a weapon, and love... is the most dangerous illusion of all. From the outside, it sounds like an enviable position. What could possibly be wrong with such a life? Only those within the palace walls know the truth. ✍️ Butterfly's Shadow Beneath the Moon

Lin Zeyu was certain of one thing- He had died. The last thing he remembered was blood on concrete and the echo of gunfire. As the former leader of the Black Harbor Syndicate, death was never a surprise. What was a surprise was waking up in a soft bed, wrapped in silk sheets, with a mirror reflecting the face of a beautiful married woman. Her name was Shen Ruoan. And her husband was a man she barely spoke to. Even better- Their marriage was cold, contractual, and already broken beyond repair. Her husband, Qin Hancheng, was the infamous CEO of the Qin Consortium-aloof, ruthless, and emotionally unavailable. On the first day Lin Zeyu woke up in Shen Ruoan's body, the man said coldly, "Don't involve yourself in my affairs." Lin Zeyu, now Shen Ruoan, replied calmly, "Perfect. I was planning to leave." A loveless marriage. No emotional attachment. No expectations. Divorce should have been simple. Or so he thought. Days passed. Then weeks. The woman who used to cling desperately to Qin Hancheng disappeared. In her place stood someone composed, sharp-tongued, and terrifyingly confident. She stopped trying to please him, stopped seeking affection, and began planning her escape with surgical precision. And that was when Qin Hancheng began to notice. He noticed the way she looked at him-like a stranger. He noticed she never waited for him anymore. He noticed he missed her presence. One night, the man who once wanted nothing to do with her said softly, "Let's try again... maybe even have children." Shen Ruoan laughed-cold and detached. "Don't interfere with my life." Lin Zeyu had ruled gangs, crushed enemies, and survived betrayal. There was no way he would be trapped in a marriage- Much less become a man's wife and give birth to his children. But Qin Hancheng had already decided. If she wanted freedom, he would chase. If she resisted, he would persist. If she denied loving him-he would bend her heart first.

[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

✨ Author's Note: This is my first-ever story! I'm so excited to share it with you all. Support and constructive feedback are very welcome. If you see anything that needs a correction or have suggestions, let me know! Happy reading! ❤️ ******** One life was stolen. The next will be paid for in blood. In his first life, Ren Xiao was a sacrificial pawn-a shield for a family that eventually threw him to the wolves. He died in a cold dungeon, betrayed by his own blood. But the Heavens aren't finished with him yet. Waking up in the body of a "White Lotus" Ger known for his weakness and tears, Ren Xiao finds himself sold off to settle a debt. His new owner? General Yan Kuan, the legendary "Iron Wall of the North"-a man rumored to be as cold as the ice on his blade and twice as lethal. The Empire expects a weeping bride. The General expects a political burden. They are both wrong. Armed with the memories of a survivor and a heart forged in fire, Ren Xiao is no longer a flower to be plucked. He is a blade cloaked in silk. From the treacherous Imperial Court to the blood-stained mountain passes of the North, Ren Xiao will prove that even the fiercest General can be brought to his knees-not by tears, but by the lethal grace of the Iron Rose.

The story takes place in ancient China. The day my elder sister was appointed Crown Princess, I volunteered to marry the sickly General Wei Shuhan. All of the capital laughed, saying I was picking up the trash my sister didn't want. On our wedding night, I smiled lightly at my coughing, blood-stained groom. "General, do you know you've been poisoned by three strange toxins?" When he gripped my throat, I spoke even more shocking words: "I wish to make a deal with you-wipe out my family for me, and I'll cure your poison and extend your life." By the flickering candlelight, his eyes turned crimson. "And if I refuse?" I brushed my hand across his chest. "Then the general will have no choice but to enter the underworld as a virgin." Later, when the poison flared up, he pressed me against the medicine vat, his burning breath brushing my ear. "The third poison... could it be a love curse?"

The 23rd century's Xue Fei Yun is a peerless genius, trained meticulously by the kingpin of the underworld who adopted her to succeed him as the next generation leader. In 1 year after she took over her adopted father's spot as the new head of the organisation, she brought a whole new level of "Fear" to the underworld organisations. Be it looks, assassination, medicine, politics, martial arts there was no one better than her. Her only friend, Xiu Lin betrayed her trust and took Fei Yun's life... But this was not her fate. Fei Yun woke up as the daughter of General Xue. She learnt that the previous Feiyun lived a life of hardship. Her father was fighting the war for the last 3 years, her stepmother, Concubine Xia took the opportunity to dispose of her. Her step sisters, Qi Qi and Zhen Zhen also took joy in watching her suffer. But now she's no longer the weak daughter. She vows to climb up and return them fear like never before. She was willing to use anyone, even the God of War that everyone fear but in the end who is using who? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ranking: #1 Genius/ 2.3k Stories #1 China /6.7k Stories #1 Assassin/ 23.8K Stories #1 undiscovered/ 5.5k Stories #1 ColdPrince - ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ please forgive any loopholes, grammar, mixing of chinese culture and weird names. I'm not very sure about the hierarchy thingy in palace as well. This is my original work and im new to writing and i just wanted to explore ;] enjoy !! all pictures used are not mine, credits to owners!

Title of the book: "Strongly Doting on a Man's Wife" Author: The Road Under Barefoot Copywriting: How long can a marriage without love last, and how long can a marriage under the power-money transaction last? The person Shang Yushang hugged into his arms was his male wife, a temporary wife who was bought to bring bad luck, but since the moment he hugged her in his arms, he didn't want to let go. He Changning obeyed that so-called family member's decision and married himself off. Originally thought that after this transaction, he could live the rest of his life peacefully, but he didn't expect that once he stepped into the warm net that that person had prepared for him, he would never have a chance to get out. Content tags: A wealthy family has a special liking Search keywords: Protagonist: Shang Yushang, He Changning │ Supporting roles: Cong Min, Lin Jingxian │ THIS IS NOT MINE DO NOT LIKE OR COMMENT

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.*