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Xue Ning's entire family died in battle. She grew up in the Marquis of Xuanyi's household and deeply adored Su Zhan, the heir who had grown up with her since childhood. With a cup of spring wine laced with something extra, she fulfilled her wish and became his wife. Later, Su Zhan rose to become the all-powerful Grand Secretary. The two of them appeared respectful and harmonious, and were once considered one of the rare love stories in the capital. Everyone said that she, an orphaned girl, was blessed to marry such a man. Only she knew how many lonely, silent nights she endured alone. He had a "white moonlight" he loved but could never obtain-and he had never loved her. Because she had once offered herself to him, he despised her. So he sent her away to an old country estate for five years. She sent letter after letter back to the capital, but none were ever answered. Helpless and alone, she was eventually burned alive in a fire set by others, dying with hatred in her heart. ... After being reborn, the first thing Xue Ning did was overturn the cup of spring wine that had originally been prepared for Su Zhan. Then, she carefully chose a fiancé for herself. At a family banquet, with relatives gathered, Xue Ning walked up to Su Zhan, her arm hooked around her fiancé's. "Grand Secretary, this is my fiancé. Please look after him in the future." The always cold and restrained Grand Secretary instead began to crumble, his eyes red: "Xue Ning... I was the one who knew you first!" *Original Translation* ©All Rights reserved

[[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. -----------------

Li Xiang is the Priestess of the Moon, she can see read the stars and fortune as well as misfortune to her people. However, the life of a Priestess consists of nothing but loneliness: she can neither leave the palace nor meet with anyone but the Emperor and his advisors. One day a mysterious servant boy named Rui sneaks into her room, daring her to go outside if he wins against her in a game. Upon meeting him, she also befriends a female warrior and a scholar, and realizes life is much more than the palace. When the day comes she can either choose to go down the road her heart truly desires but bring ruin to the kingdom, or ignore the one chance she will ever have to leave this life? *** "My fate has been decided for me." "There's no such thing as that," he said. "We all make our own fate." "But the stars tell me--" I stopped talking when he holds my face in his hands, warm hands cupping my cheeks, brown eyes looking into my eyes. "Then stop looking at the stars. Look at me." A love story about fate, finding one's identity, stepping out of your comfort zone, and, most of all, choosing between your happiness or the happiness of others... [[Word Count: 80,000-90,000]] Wattys Fantasy Winner 2021

His empress. Her emperor. After a lifetime, would things be the same? Would they be the same? ORIGINAL STORY Photos not mine. Mined on Pinterest. Credits to the owners.

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story 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".