[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

I used to save lives. Now, apparently, I ruin them. In the 21st century, I was Dr. Viera Kalin - a top-tier surgeon known for her precision, caffeine addiction, and complete inability to maintain a social life. My only escape from endless night shifts? Reading "The Saint's Blessing" - a fantasy manga about a kind-hearted heroine, her divine healing powers, and her cold but loyal war hero fiancé. Then one night, I fell asleep mid-chapter... and woke up inside the story. As Lady Viera Kallistrate - the villainess. The jealous noblewoman doomed to lose her title, her love, and her head for obsessing over the male lead, General Ronan Valeis. Well, not this time. I might have her name and her face, but I'm rewriting her fate. Step 1: Cancel the engagement before the plot begins. Step 2: Keep my divine healing powers very secret. Step 3: Avoid the dangerously attractive general like he's a medical hazard. Simple, right? Except Ronan's returned early from war - bloodstained, breathtaking, and very confused by my sudden change of heart. Instead of relief, his reaction is... curiosity. Now he's following me around like a lovesick knight, showing up to my clinic with "injuries" that definitely don't require treatment, and saying things like- "If you truly wish to end this engagement, my lady... why does it hurt to let you go?" I was supposed to survive quietly. But when the villainess refuses to play her part... the story itself might just fall in love with her.

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".

Dave Lancaster sempre soube que queria ser médico. Não por status, mas por vocação. Ele acredita em cuidado, em esforço e em construir um futuro com as próprias mãos. Eleonor Clark aprendeu cedo que a vida nem sempre é gentil. Depois de perder os pais, ela se acostumou com o simples, com o silêncio e com não esperar demais de ninguém. Eles não estavam procurando amor. E definitivamente não estavam procurando um ao outro. Mas às vezes, dois estranhos se encontram no momento exato em que mais precisam deixar de estar sozinhos.

She was stolen but never forgotten. And now... she's back. Kidnapped at just two years old, Eden Blackthorn vanished without a trace - until one violent night changed everything. She built a new life in the shadows: underground fights, illegal street races, and a stage name no one dared cross. Eve. But a run-in with the law unravels the truth she never asked for. A mother still grieving. A father desperate. And seven older brothers who never stopped searching. Problem is - Eden isn't their sweet, innocent sister anymore. She's a fighter, a survivor, and she doesn't trust anyone. Now thrown into a world of blood ties and buried secrets, Eden must face the family she can't remember, the past she can't escape, and a war between loyalty and survival. Family means never having to say you're sorry - but sometimes, it means bleeding for people you barely know. Ranks: #1 out of 13.2k : sarcasm #1 out of 1.36k : cusswords #2 out of 18.9k : mafiaprincess #3 out of 119k : abuse #29 out of 2.51M : love #47 out of 54.8k : trauma

They hated her at first... but they had no idea who she really was. Serena Carter once had a family - loud, messy, beautifully imperfect. It wasn't always easy, but it was hers. Then one accident ripped it all away, leaving her alone and unwanted. Now she's sent to live with the Morettis: four brothers and a father who see her as nothing more than the living reminder of betrayal. The stain on their perfect legacy. Ten months. That's all she needs to survive until she turns eighteen and can walk away. But hate is a dangerous thing. It turns into obsession. Into protectiveness. Into something no one expected. Because Serena has secrets - ones even she doesn't fully understand. And in a world where power is everything, she's about to prove she belongs where everyone swore she didn't. She isn't looking for love. She's fighting for something stronger: a place to finally call home. Ranks: #1 out of 11.6k : familysecrets #1 out of 35.4k : siblings #1 out of 45.8k : lovers #1 out of 46.8k : rich #1 out of 52k : trauma #1 out of 80.2k : crime #1 out of 134k : hate #1 out of 189k : dark #1 out of 238k : depression #2 out of 554k : drama #2 out of 27.1k : brothers #2 out of 123k : wattpad #4 out of 2.53M : Love #5 out of 17.7k : mafiaprincess

Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

"I am the textbook definition of in love with you." *** Castor Rex: He's snarky, quiet and mysterious. A secret keeper. He doesn't like his life to be on display. People avoid him, even if they respect him. Jasper Red: He's polite, nice and helpful. A open book. He likes filling his life with other people and their love. People love him, they can't help it. Because of his quiet nature, snarky smirks and sarcastic words Castor has always had a hard time when it came to making friends -and keeping them. Something Jazz doesn't struggle with. With Jazz's protective nature, shyness and many friends he doesn't need someone else to fill a spot in his life -at least, that's what he thought. Then they met. And that empty part in Jazz's heart felt a little bit bigger because he started to realize Cas could fill it. Cas sees him as a grinning, happy dork he has no chance with. Jazz sees him as a adorable, grumpy jock that now, is his. Castor wants to get through the school year as quietly as possible but with how loud Jazz loves, neither of them know if it's possible, and to make matters worse they're roommates for the rest of the year. It's only a matter of time before they come together or fall apart. *** As a private person, someone who doesn't share myself with others, I can say that learning how to interact with others is difficult. It's like baking, almost, you have to mix the right ingredients together, and if you add the wrong ones things can taste hideous even if they look good. It's a lot like our words. But I've mastered how to tell someone just a little about myself but doing it in a way that makes the person in front of me think they know a lot. Jasper, somehow, sees through this every fucking time and it's absolutely infuriating. He's never satisfied with just a little of me, with my hidden truth, and it's the most annoying thing I've ever experienced. *** @STESLARA made the second POV in her book 'Jasper Red's Anomaly'

When their coup fails and his entire pack gets scattered, either slaughtered or taken as blood slaves, Luke must escape the vampire estate, rescue what's left of his pack, rebuilt their legacy and plot his revenge. And if that requires forging a desperate pact with a half-vampire, despite his deep-seated hatred towards his kind, then so be it. *** It's mostly a comfort read, so I'd recommend reading when you're in for the long haul (It's a fantasy romance after all!) Also, regarding the Mature Warning: 1. The story does contain mature scenes, but only in chapters where it is explicitly mentioned. The rest of the story remains clean. 2. Also, the mature chapters are completely skippable. The storyline continues exactly from where it left off before those chapters, so skipping them will not affect your understanding of the plot in any way. These scenes sort of act as a more detailed alternative to the usual "fade-to-black" moments, which are otherwise implied in the surrounding chapters. [I own the cover image (prompt generated, then edited in Canva). Rest of the images used in the story, either for references or collages, are from Pinterest. And the story boards and other collages are made using Canva.]

Dois melhores amigos, que cresceram juntos com vidas diferentes. Independente de tudo, ninguém conseguia separá-los, mas ao serem contratados por equipes rivais tudo muda. Dante sempre foi mais fechado, não se abre para ninguém ao não ser sua amiga. Seus pais sempre o trataram como um negócio e não como uma criança, diante disso ele cresceu com traumas e inseguranças. Fórmula 1 não foi só uma escolha, foi por obrigação Harper, por outro lado, corre para estar do lado de seu melhor amigo. Sua família sempre a apoia e está por perto. A luz dela é Dante, porém ele não faz a miníma ideia sobre isso. +18