What does it feels like, living with the fear that everything you do could be another mistake? How does it feels like, existing with the knowledge that nothing you do is ever good enough? Waking up everyday with the gong and being reminded of your pitiful existence and shame so dark it could mimic the nightmare's deepest lair. A normal in Lan Wangji's mind. For him, love is a faraway dream, a curse all Lans have to live with. Except him. War means sacrifices and chances. It gives much but takes more. The aftermath of a war means ties; of all kinds. For GusuLan, it means a chance to tie their Second Jade of Gusu to the Yiling Patriarch. An immortal lesser known for his civility than he was for his powers. "Love is like a curse to me..." "You just don't know love husband of mine..." Love can be your greatest strength and your weakest point. It depends on whom you build it with and whom you trust your heart with. Can the two strongest men who only fear love bear to open their heart again? The world is at its tipping point, only time will tell. Come join me on this journey to find out who takes the first brave step. A bumpy ride of an arranged marriage with the two husbands finding love and warmth with lots of whispering and smiles.....and a tinee tiny bit of angst. 2 June, 2023 4 June, 2023 ONLY ON WATTY 🎭 Not for copying, go and write your own scribble. I have mine right here and I am not willing to share. 🎭 Not available for translation. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book(including the cover) may be reproduced in any form on by an electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. Copyright ©️ Werly_Prelude

It's been almost an year now, since Wei Ying and Lan Zhan parted at the hill just outside the territories of Gusu, now Lan Wangi often finds himself playing their song at night instead of Inquiry and the change is soothing for the whole Cloud Recesses. The song of Inquiry never reached his beloved, but will his own melody reach him? "Have mercy!" "Mercy ? Now where have I heard this before....." The voice was almost petulant, like a spoiled child demanding treats. "You didn't listen to him when he asked for mercy. Then heaven's tell me. Why. Should. I?" Or, The world forgets that the bloodbath at the Nightless City happened because someone hurt the loved ones of the Patriarch.They forget that while Wei Wuxian wouldn't even bat an eye if you cut off his meridians - the same cannot be said for those he cares for. The world pays a price to be reminded. ♤ ~°°○°°~♤ It's not about gender, it's not about love, It's about- the song of yearning, The ploys of politics, the haze of dove. The feelings suppressed, the lives oppressed. Old wounds hiding, new ones shining; The age old lining. It's about love, it's about world, The souls so marred, And the journey they embark. ~°°°°°°°-•●•-°°°°°°°~ ONLY AVAILABLE ON WATTY! ©️ Werly_Prelude The plot and story belongs to me but the characters do not. They belong to the author of the Grandmaster of the Demonic Cultivation, MXTX. This is a work of fanfiction. The author does not intends any kind of harm towards the actors who played the roles or the characters. The story does not reflect, confirms, reveals, indicates, or promotes any kind of rumour/truth/news about real people or reality in any way; nor does it encourages anyone to act in a particular way. Do not copy , paste, republish, repost, or share the story as a whole or a part of it on any other platform apart from Wattpad or on Wattpad itself.

Two souls, two destinies, two paths. Will they merge by will or by force ? Will they find each other or let the fate play its cruel game ? " This is my destiny...." " This is my fate........" Fate is set in stone but destiny follows the flow. Though at the end it will fall in the sea, it chooses it's own course. Seven years ago, the whole palace heard a heartwrenching scream. Seven years ago, a younger brother was left to shoulder responsibilities way too big for him, without the guidance of his elder brother. And after an year a bounty hunter rose. No one knew what happened, only tales woven by storytellers remained which said that the prince was gone but not for long. "Come with me, and I will spare the others..." "Never!" Who is this bounty hunter? Will the people of Ji kingdom ever have peace again ? Why did the first prince abdicate his throne? What is the reason and story behind all this ? Join me in this journey of two souls ripped apart by time, searching yet not knowing the other is right in front of their eyes. -•●•○•●•○•- Some parts of story contains some things which might trigger some people's senses or feelings, so proceed with care. The plot is mine but the characters taken from the Wolf and Legend of Fei are not. Do not copy, republish, translate, store or re-post this story as a whole or a part of it anywhere else, either here on Wattpad or on any other website/app.This story is available only on Wattpad. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form on by an electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. Not permissible for translation.

Wang Yibo is a Soul Guardian in exile minding his own business. Xiao Zhan is just a stranger who wishes to help him for no reason. The spirits are rising and the Blood Moon is about show its minacious side. There can only be one Head Guardian at a time. OR The Guardians of the Valley of Spirits have an eye opening event after their own betrays them. The struggle of power and self-hatred surround the lives of our dear friends. In the span of a day, Yibo's two darkest nightmares have come true. Now it's on him to decide how they end. Don't ask me whether it's zhanyi or yizhan. This is just a story of to men weaved by me. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form on by an electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. Copyright ©️ Werly_Prelude

《Partially Edited version》 In the grooves of bamboos, a song is played. People say that bamboos make their own music.They say that in the monsoon afternoons or in hot dry summers during the midday hour when everything is dry, the bamboos sing. Anyone who goes in can hear someone whispering, singing or playing but the creator of the melody is never seen. The story describes the grooves which lie in the foothills of the mountain range surrounding an isolated village. They call it ' Singing Grooves '. What will happen when this custody reaches the ears of a certain War General and Second Prince of Jin Kingdom ? ~ °°°°•••••《《●》》••••°°°°~ For more info, credits and warnings, read 'Credits and Info'. Written for " Maze One-Shots Award 2021" This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form on by an electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. ©️ Werly_Prelude

Just a plot which came in my mind while reading comments of an award function attended by Xiao Zhan and Wang Yibo. The story is purely fictional and does not relates to real life at all. The plot is mine and copying this story is strictly prohibited! All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form on by an electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author.

As soon as Sizhui wakes up, he knows something's different about today. He just doesn't know what. OR, A Yuan gets the best birthday surprise ever! The characters belong to the author of Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, MXTX. The story and it's plot are the result of my imagination. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form on by an electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the publisher ©️ Werlymusic ©️Werly_Prelude

My artwork, edits, covers and a bit of photography. I take random cover requests. Just thought of getting it out. If I make covers, they will be posted here too (depending upon my mood). All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form on by an electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. ©️ Werly_Prelude

2022, like any other new year is going to bring its own lot of 365 changes in our life. Though that aside, since it's 22nd tear of the 21st century why not recall some 21 and 22 things in our Wattpad journey ? Join this journey and recount what you learnt and experienced on this platform.

A birthday story for Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji has never known how to show love properly other than provide for his loved ones. He does it now through cooking, but even that wasn't for love always. The mature rating means you must be mature enough to understand overwhelming emotions and hard and conflicting life-choices, not because I have any graphical scenes of violence or sexual content. Intimate content, a bit, mentioned but not explicitly. Refer to Warnings for full disclaimer. NOT FOR STEALING.