Her busy life soon comes to the end once she enters a small bookstore and finds her all-time favorite book. On the night she purchase the book, she paper cut herself and had transmitted into the book, however, she's not the female lead but the rival of the female lead also known as the evil b***h in the story that will be beheaded... Will she be able to survive without changing the story? ---------------------------- This is not my artwork. The credit goes to the creator.

she is educated youth who attract towards a poor and cold boy... when he save her life... she try every single things to get closed to him... just to make sure that he will look up to her.... but then why she felt that a poor boy... always staring at her with hot eyes... why it felt like hungry tiger watching his favorite food ... after 10 years ... she already know and understand what is mean that hurt your own self with your own hands... that poor boy now ... pounced on her whenever he wants... and coaxed her with his deep voice... "wife ... I love you... let me prove my love to you ..."

To most people, my husband is Viper. VP of the Devil's Rejects MC, hard, uncompromising, and completely committed to the club and his brothers. But the man I fell in love with was simply Roman, a man who called me Sunshine, and treated me like I was his treasure. By the time I realized the club would always come first, I was in too deep. And when his enemies came for me? He wasn't there to protect me because he was busy protecting her. And that I don't know how to forgive. Now I'm building a new life for myself without Roman. He promises he will give up everything to win me back, but promises are cheap and his aren't worth much. When we discover our enemies are still alive and planning to strike out again, however, I might not have any choice but to put my life in the hands of the man who's already let me down once.

The Emperor's Hidden Love tells the story of me, Linghu Tongxi, a concubine in the grand and treacherous imperial palace. I entered the palace young and ambitious, with a single goal: to rise above my rivals and secure my place. I am beautiful, talented, and above all, I thrive on competition. If there are no rivals, life becomes dull. At first, I thought I had it all figured out. My opponents include a modern woman who mysteriously traveled back in time, a powerful young empress, and even a fierce female general who commands the military. But never did I consider the emperor himself as a contender in my game-until I discovered the truth. Emperor Huangfu Yan was cold, distant, and seemingly indifferent to me. His behavior was cruel at times, even humiliating me in front of others. I couldn't fathom why a man like him, who seemed to have no interest in the palace's inner workings, would pay attention to me. But behind his icy exterior, I began to realize something more. He had been secretly watching over me for years. Despite his aloofness, he had already fallen in love with me long before I ever noticed. As time passed, I found myself drawn to him-not just by his silent protection, but by the deep emotions I began to sense beneath his harsh exterior. Slowly, I started to understand the complexity of his feelings, his vulnerability hidden by a façade of indifference. Eventually, his love for me became undeniable, and with that realization, my own feelings shifted. I was no longer simply a player in the palace's power games. I was a woman in love with the emperor who had loved me all along. In the end, The Emperor's Hidden Love is a story of emotional growth and revelation. It's about learning to trust, to let down my guard, and to realize that even in the most unlikeliest of places, love can blossom in the most unexpected ways. This is a tale of palace intrigue, deep emotions, and the powerful transformation that comes with understanding and accepting true love.

Chu Siyang is from the 21st century. She was killed in an car accident that was planned by her stepmother in order to get her inheritance for her own children. When Chu Siyang woke up, she found out that she has transmigrated into the Lin Family's young miss, Lin Yixin. Unfortunately for Chu Siyang, a decree from the Emperor was sent to the Lin Family, decreeing that Lin Yixin would marry the Crown Prince, LingYi. The real trouble starts now because the Crown Prince already has a lover and is persistent on marrying his love one and not Lin Yixin. * This is my second story and warning to reader-sama that there are grammar mistakes as English is not my language.

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".

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".

Yun Ling was a humble little palace maid. She had a secret: she knew that the Sixth Prince, currently confined to the Cold Palace, was destined to be the future Crown Prince. To avoid misfortune, she volunteered to take care of him in the Cold Palace. The Sixth Prince, Xie Jue, was cruel, ruthless, and possessed a violent temper. He was suspicious and guarded towards her, constantly mocking and threatening her. But no matter how he treated her, she remained by his side, diligently serving him without complaint. "What do you want?" he asked coldly. Yun Ling gently coaxed, "I only wish for Your Highness's well-being. Your Highness's wishes are also my wishes." Xie Jue scoffed, "A lowly person, using sweet words to deceive." Yun Ling didn't mind and continued to care for him with utmost devotion and consideration. When he ascended to the East Palace, becoming the heir apparent, second only to the Emperor, she used his influence to escape her own misfortune and seek revenge. Then, she vanished without a trace in a blaze of fire. - Zezhou, thousands of miles away from the capital. Yun Ling worked as a female tutor, teaching court etiquette to the daughter of a minor official. Hearing that a carefree Prince had arrived from the capital, she feared being recognized and wrote a letter to resign. But she was informed that the Prince was merely passing through and had already left, and she was asked to continue teaching. A young servant led Yun Ling to the courtyard. As she pushed open the door, a blizzard swept in, covering the standing man with a blanket of silver. His face was cold and stern, radiating an aura of frost. He approached her step by step, "For three whole years, I've finally found you." "I'll make you my Crown Princess. Don't run away again, or I really will strangle you." __ Her sweet words were all to coax him; once you start coaxing, you must continue. ML:mad-dog temper, hopelessly in love, unhinged. FL: resilient, and strategic.

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.

Su Xi transmigrated into the body of the infamous Eldest Princess: ruthless, cruel, feared, and reviled by all. Lu Jing'an, the empire's youngest Prime Minister, was known for his cold and brilliant, a master of schemes, has no interest in women. Yet fate forces him to marry the Eldest Princess. On their wedding night, she first saw him kneeling on the ground, dressed in a torn wedding robe. Even in such humiliation, his posture remained straight, proud and elegance. Handsome yet guarded, he is a man who trusts no one. To avoid suspicion, she raises her whip again, only to accidentally shatter an oil lamp and set her skirt aflame. With one elegant kick, he extinguishes the fire, his voice like ice over water: "Your Highness, best to hold the whip firmly." __ Lu Jing'an thought his fate would be nothing but plots and revenge. He hated the princess, not only for her cruelty, for the shame she had once brought him. But from the wedding night onward, the world shifted. When she forced medicine down his throat, he gripped her wrist and sneered: "If Your Highness wants to kill your husband, you don't need to bother with such tricks." Yet it was medicine for his chronic stomach pain. On a snowy night, he collapsed drunk by a stone table. Clutching her sleeve in desperation, whispered in despair: "Your Highness... what is it you truly want from me?" She wanted nothing except to warm him. But when her gaze drifts to another, the man famed for his composure is driven to madness. He seizes her hand, pressing it to an old scar, eyes burning red even as his voice cut sharp and desperate: "This ruined body... is it worth even a piece of Your Highness's heart?" Then pride collapses. He kneels before her, tears in his eyes, his voice trembling: "Your Highness... please look at me. please?" The master strategist, once unyielding and proud, laid down his last defense, choosing to become, willingly, the most obedient piece in her hands.