Mercy Donovan was nothing like her name. she was wicked, ruthless and heartless and died a pitiful death. But she was given a second chance to get it right. And she will be damned if she let it go. But all that came to halt when past came knocking in the form of her sister's twin children, the children she considered as her own. She had to be there for them, even if it meant marrying the man who she loved to the core but could not get a single part of his heart. But she will not fall in love with that man again. No matter what. But when has things gone her way? Lucas Montero was heartbroken and she is frustrated to the core when he had to marry Mercy, the woman he blamed for his failed love life. But soon, he found the other side of the woman he thought was heartless, a side he fell for, hard. Unfortunately, for the first time in his life, a woman actually rejected him. But poor Mercy didn't know, when this arrogant man wanted something, he can be more despicable, more wicked than her. And she had nowhere to run. Luke roughly pulled Mercy from her waist. His predatory eyes made her shiver but she didn't show it on her face "Who was that man dear wife?" He asked, his voice like a demon out for blood. "I don't see a need to explain anything to you." She replied blankly. "We are a fake couple Luke. You better remember our agreement. You do not have any right to question me." "Agreement? I don't remember any such agreement." Luke smirked shamelessly. "Now for the last time, who was that man?" Mercy was left speechless. Anger courses through her. "Like I said, none of your damn business. If you don't remember then let me refresh your memory. We are not in love-" She wasn't allowed to complete as a pair of lips shut her up effectively. Luke couldn't take it anymore. Her words hit sore spots of his heart. So before she could continue slicing his heart, he shut her up the best way he could.

Part 2 | A continuation of part one. ... After her reawakening, Allea has endeavored to walk into the light from the shadows of the past. Her life, the people she loves, and the things she cares about 一Allea have gripped hard on everything to not let them once again slip through her fingers and crumble into pieces. Standing on her own created edges, she has stood tall and strong for years, not letting anyone and anything sway her from the peace and happiness she's living in for the first time. However, one thing that remains constant about time is; it changes. Amidst the changing winds around her, the direction of Allea's life seems to be unknown. Follow her journey to see how she becomes able to stand against the adverser currents. //Rebirth// /Warning;/Use of profanities./ ... [Ruji: Please know that my knowledge lacks, so there might be mistakes, go easy on me. Please no hate/ shit-talking in the comments. Thank you!] [ I, Ruji, take no credits of pictures or art of any kind used inside this book, all credits go to the rightful owners.] All Rights Reserved © Ruji, 2020. [Note: No part of this story is allowed to be published anywhere without the writer's permission. This story is only published on Wattpad under the profile itsRujihere. ]

[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

Even the best empire will fall because of a beauty... Wei Lan isn't a beauty that could make empires fall... If Lan wants, your Wang Feng will conquer any empire you wish... Wei Lan doesn't want empires. Wei Lan only wants Wang Feng... This is a continuation of the Rebirth of Fa Wei Lan. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Volume 3 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".

Violet Calla Lily I walked by in the dark Dizzying scent We are but simple flowers This is a continuation of the CALLA. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: BOOK 3 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".

My name is Calla Lind. Ever since my reawakening, I have live my life the way I wanted. I was able to be Calla, meet people as Calla, and have people see me as Calla. I had thought to let go of the past and be free of it. Now I know, letting go also means moving on. This is a continuation of the CALLA. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: BOOK 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".

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".

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".

My name is Calla Lind. For 20 years, I have lived within the shadow of my beautiful older sister - chasing and holding onto an illusion of love. A love that will never belong to me... Now with this second chance of life, I won't chase after illusion. I won't rely on someone else for happiness. I will do what I want, enjoy what I do, and learn to let go. 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".

[Part 1 | Completed ✓] Allea's life can be summed up in one word; waste. Looking back all she saw was a girl running behind things, things that never belonged to her. The thought of having another chance never crossed her mind, yet here she was. Staring at the reflection of her sixteen-year-old self, the time when Allea, herself, started it all. //Rebirth// /Warning;/Use of profanities./ ┉ [Ruji: Please know that my knowledge lacks, so there might be mistakes, go easy on me. Please no hate/ shit-talking in the comments. Thank you!] [ I, Ruji, take no credits of pictures or art of any kind used inside this book, all credits go to the rightful owners.] This work is only published here on wattpad and Inkitt, and all rights are under @itsrujihere. [Disclaimer: This work is only published on watt/pad and In-kitt under profile: itsrujihere. The complete rights of the work: Allea belongs under this profile and Ruji. If you're reading [Allea] on some platform other than watt/pad(Unless I, Ruji, say so) then, I'm pretty sure they are stealing my work (i.e, a site that's name start with novel), please don't support the thief.]