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[[Book 2 (FINAL book) of "One Lifetime is Never Enough"]] "I would have waited for you forever." The lament of a faraway voice that she had missed - that she had been longing to answer to - echoed in her mind. "But, you are no longer here." The despairing sigh was a muted murmur - clawing at her, begging for her to respond. But she was there, here, wherever the voice was. But then again, she might as well was not. She could no longer see, could no longer reach him. The voice sounded so near, but it was also as far as another world she could no longer be in. Nevertheless, she could still feel, in the darkness that was cradling her non-existence; the agony she felt in her non-beating heart, in her dormant soul, it was all due to her longing. For the owner of the voice. For him. The voice kept begging in agony - tormenting her, tormenting himself. And she could not do anything. "Please wait for me." "Please remember me." "Why... why can't I see you?" "Won't you wait for me?" ----------------- For you, I will wait for eternity. This time, I will wait. This time, it is my turn to wait. So please, please just let me find you. Please, be there when I find you. Please, tell me that you are still mine. That I still exist, perhaps not in your memory, but etched in your very soul. Like you have been deeply engraved in mine, lingering like a beautiful illness I will gladly bear and succumb to. Because, I will search to all corners of this world, and wait until the end of days. For you. Because, this world will always be wretched without you. And then, I will always, forever, bloom. For you. -----------------

The Sequel to Empress Fu Yao Volume 1 The archaeologist "red-haired witch" made too big of a disturbance while excavating tombs, gloriously becoming a martyr in the midst of the grave chamber's collapse. Seventeen years later, she had transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent. The delinquent Meng Fuyao who struggled to survive in the lowest rungs of society, cast aside her boyfriend who was about to marry another person with a slice of his five fingers. "Believe me, she will be an absolutely perfect wife. With her by your side, you will be like an aristocrat and her luxury poodle - no matter where you go, your status will increase by a hundred-fold and complement each other perfectly." Forsaken love, abandoned like dog shit. From then on it was a boundless sky and open sea, a trek of ten thousand li. To obtain the Seven States seals, fight against the world first. For the hope of return in her heart, brazenly collide with the Machiavellian royalty of the seven states, uniting the outstanding and talented under the heavens through fortuitous meetings. And so, will this road of chanced affection go through the peak of heavenly mountains and the warmth of bonfires; the glint of sword shadows and the coldness of the glance backwards; the autumn sun's golden wind and the flying sweep of the robe sleeve; or that chilly moonlit forest and that sprint like an arrow's? Once love and that chosen, narrow path cross each other, which will prevail? She said, I can dedicate myself to you, but if you do not want my body of hot blood, then I must draw your blood. She said, the efforts of my entire life have run in the opposite direction of true love, so are the heavens laughing at me? Then I guess I can only laugh at the heavens. Three chi of torn silk, one zhang of spilt blood. A thousand li of expanded territory, ten thousand fallen corpses. One day the Luan and Phoenix will soar up with the winds, and Fuyao will rise straight up, ninety thousand li. (Not mine)

The archaeologist "red-haired witch" made too big of a disturbance while excavating tombs, gloriously becoming a martyr in the midst of the grave chamber's collapse. Seventeen years later, she had transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent. The delinquent Meng Fuyao who struggled to survive in the lowest rungs of society, cast aside her boyfriend who was about to marry another person with a slice of his five fingers. "Believe me, she will be an absolutely perfect wife. With her by your side, you will be like an aristocrat and her luxury poodle - no matter where you go, your status will increase by a hundred-fold and complement each other perfectly." Forsaken love, abandoned like dog shit. From then on it was a boundless sky and open sea, a trek of ten thousand li. To obtain the Seven States seals, fight against the world first. For the hope of return in her heart, brazenly collide with the Machiavellian royalty of the seven states, uniting the outstanding and talented under the heavens through fortuitous meetings. And so, will this road of chanced affection go through the peak of heavenly mountains and the warmth of bonfires; the glint of sword shadows and the coldness of the glance backwards; the autumn sun's golden wind and the flying sweep of the robe sleeve; or that chilly moonlit forest and that sprint like an arrow's? Once love and that chosen, narrow path cross each other, which will prevail? She said, I can dedicate myself to you, but if you do not want my body of hot blood, then I must draw your blood. She said, the efforts of my entire life have run in the opposite direction of true love, so are the heavens laughing at me? Then I guess I can only laugh at the heavens. Three chi of torn silk, one zhang of spilt blood. A thousand li of expanded territory, ten thousand fallen corpses. One day the Luan and Phoenix will soar up with the winds, and Fuyao will rise straight up, ninety thousand li. (Not mine)

I really love this story, it's so beautiful and touching..that's why I would like to share it with you guys. hope you enjoy it too. author : Fu Sulü 扶苏绿 translator : catharcity That night, I listened to the hymns till dawn, not for serenity, but to seek a sliver of your soul; That month, I flipped through all the scriptures, not for enlightenment, but to touch the pages where your fingers once lingered. That year, I knelt on the grounds, my head embracing the dusts, not to pay obeisance to the Gods, but to feel the warmth you left behind; That life, I wandered through ten thousand great mountains, not in search for an afterlife, but to cross paths with you - Gao Fei, do you believe that I lived through this night, this day, this year, and this lifetime, only to hold your hand and accompany you in this journey of life? This only for online reading, credits belong to the original author and translator. (Thank you carharcity for translating this beautiful and wonderful story💐)

Book 0 of "One Lifetime is Never Enough". A chance encounter. Or was it really? Lee Tanaka was a young man at the peak of his life. Smart, good-looking, great career in a growing law firm, with a good personality to boot, he was the perfect man. His life only revolved around various court cases. And good coffee. Until he met a young woman at a cafe.... A/N: Recommended to read this either before reading chapter 1.28 of Book "One Lifetime is Never Enough" or before reading it at all.

She thought she was going to die. She did. But the next time she opened her eyes , she found out that she was living a whole new life, as a little girl who was going to enter a noble household as a maid. However, a true pearl can never hide its lustre. It was a new world, set in ancient China-like era. Despite being confined in the vicinity of her new masters' household, she strove to live, and perhaps find love. Little did she know, her current life was one that had been pre-ordained. Not by the gods or heavens, but by a promise made by someone that had followed her through countless lifetimes ago. ||Author's note|| Original story. It's best to start with this book (One Lifetime is Never Enough / OLiNE). BUT before proceeding beyond chapter 28, I suggest to read book 0 (Loving You For A Lifetime/ LYFAL). Then, Book 2 (Remembering You For Eternity / RYFE) will be the conclusion of the tale spanning over the 3 books. Any images used were taken off the wonderful worldwideweb (mainly Pinterest). No copyright infringement ever intended. If you are aware of any credit due and which must be mentioned (or removed), please let me know. English is only my second language, so please bear with any of my errors. Book 0 and Book 1 especially, were written without editors and/or proofreaders. Mistakes abound.

Continuation of the first book. ...I don't know what else to write here, yep. ------ M18 due to the mild use of profanities, mild gory scenes in the later chapters. This story also features a mentally unstable male lead, both possessive and obsessive. This is my own story, not a translated book. Started: May 28, 2021 (188 - 294) Ended: Feb 26, 2025 (188 - 294) + (10 parts of epilogue)

Transmigrating into a cannon fodder villain from her favourite novel, Cecil Lan, our heroine decides to change her entire fate. Her only goal was to prevent her precious protagonist from meeting the miserable ending, and to help him live happily ever after with the main female lead. It was all going well until...the protagonist falls in love with Cecil Lan instead, including all of his other fifty soul fragments scattered throughout the world. ------ [ Congratulations! You have unlocked the rarest achievement "Steal the Role of the Female Lead"! Celebrate and rejoice, Cecil Lan! ] Cecil: "..." Cecil: "...that's not how it's supposed to work! What about my OTP?!" [ Congratulations! You and the protagonist are the OTP of the novel now! Celebrate and rejoice, Cecil Lan! ] Cecil: "......" ------ M18 due to the mild use of profanities, mild gory scenes in the later chapters. This story also features a mentally unstable male lead, both possessive and obsessive. This is my own story, not a translated book. Started: Jan 6, 2020 Ended: May 28, 2021 (1 - 187)