This is an Original story it doesn't have any rape and there are few misunderstanding but nothing over the top it is just a sweet romance between an actress and a CEO Bai Zhenzhen is a seventeen tier artist from a fifth grade talent agency ABC Entertainment that hasn't been able to get an work since she got into the Entertainment industry. She was about to give up and go back to her home town when she met Zhou Jianyu the CEO of Phoenix Entertainment. **Except** This can't possibly be the top secret place you are taking me is? she said surprised. "What if it is" he replied smiling. "Darling this is the civil affairs office.please tell me we are here for something else other than what I think we are" she said looking straight at him seeing his unfazed expression she was surprised. This was unexpected Zhou Jianyu never made such hasty decisions. It wasn't his style at all. "Jianyu we can't possibly be here to register our marriage it's too soon for that. We just got engaged thirty minutes ago" She replied eyes wide seeing his obvious nod in affirmation of her fears.

After waking up in the morning Cheng Chu went to the school . She discovered that the autistic and stuttering boy in the class turned out to be cute and handsome boy... who also cook delicious... She wants to get close to him... dont know why ? * In high school, Cheng Chu was the dream of many boys. Gu Miao stayed hidden in the darkness, knowing that he was unworthy of her, but the delusion in his heart still grew like weeds. He thought it was a bitter and hopeless crush after all. Until that afternoon, when the bright sunshine flooded the classroom, the girl stood at his desk and asked with a smile : "may I sit at the same table with you?" Gu Miao be like... what a wonderful and beautiful dream.... ...... but after few years.... "*** " Mr. Gu Miao, would you like to marry Ms. Cheng Chu? Love her and be loyal to her, no matter if she is poor, sick, or disabled, until death." the pastor asked on the stage. But the bridegroom did not answer for a long time.... In the hotel, the clothes are fragrant and the shadows are gathered, and the dazzling crystal lights reflect the dazzling light. The most prestigious person in the whole city, Mr. Gu, who was usually indifferent and decisive, his eyes reddened, and it took a long time for him to say "I- I- I do."

Ji Zi never asked to time-travel, much less wake up trapped inside the infamous Black Tower, her mind sealed and her power shackled. But when her mental bonds suddenly shatter, the once-timid guide who couldn't even soothe a sentinel begins her full-scale counterattack. Guiding and marking sentinels? That's just the beginning. Her real gift lies in CONTROL. As a rare offensive-type guide, unseen in the interstellar world for centuries, Ji Zi refuses to be anyone's fragile little flower. She commands, and they obey. A fiery, battle-hardened black-uniformed commander? A snow-skinned, yandere noble with a dangerous temper? The Federation's most dazzling genius, the man worshiped as the soul of his civilization? Even the last Dark Sentinel, the living weapon once thought lost to madness, breaks free of his cage... all for her. And Ji Zi? She smiles, tilts her head, and whispers- "Be good."

Lan Shu was once an orphan, sent to the prince's bedside as a mere pawn. For five years, she stood quietly by his side, until she overheard the words that shattered her heart: "She's just a concubine, not worth the bother." ---- On the night he ascended the throne, she was gone, her life ended with a poisoned cup. When she opened her eyes again, it was FIVE YEARS after her death. She was no longer Lan Shu, but Nan Shu, the cousin of a general's daughter. He was a tyrant who had traded love for power, only to realize too late what he'd destroyed. And when fate brought them face to face once more, the once cold Emperor lost all composure before the crowd. Nan Shu wanted nothing but freedom. Yet on the day she tried to leave the capital, his furious voice echoed from the city tower: "CLOSE THE GATES!" ---- The night he found her again, he trembled as he held her, voice breaking between pain and longing. "Tangtang... it's been five years. Why won't you recognize me?" A story of love that bloomed too late, and a man who would burn the world just to bring her back. ------- Note: If you came here looking soft, fluffy romance, turn back now. If you came for pain, heartbreak, and an emperor crying in emotional 4K, WELCOME ABOARD. Let's all collectively regret our life choices together. Proceed only if you enjoy emotional pain served piping hot 😌

Jiang Qingyao wakes up one day to find herself transmigrated as the legitimate daughter of the magistrate of Fuyang County. As his daughter grows more and more beautiful with each passing day, suitors come knocking nonstop, leaving the county magistrate troubled. It turns out that his superior has hinted that the girl should be sent into the palace. Unwilling to let her waste her youth in palace intrigues, the magistrate thinks hard and hastily settles her engagement with the scholarly boy next door. After all, he watched the child grow up. His character is decent, and it is far better than being locked away in the palace. After marriage, Shen Guan is attentive in every way. Except for one strange obsession: everything must come in pairs. Not only that, he insists on constantly clinging to and holding her close. Fortunately, Shen Guan still has to study for the imperial exams. Qingyao often uses this as an excuse to make him spend more time in the study and less time in the bedroom, leaving her free to lounge around and sleep in until late morning. But sometimes, before he goes off to the academy: "I want the osmanthus cake from the end of East Street," she says. The young man lowers his eyes, answering softly, "Alright." Her eyes gleam with mischief. "And also the crispy roast duck from West Street, the wontons from South Street, and the-" Shen Guan frowns. "Jiang. Qing. Yao." His handsome brows clearly disapprove. She protests pitifully, "But you promised me last night." Last night... Indeed, he had been rather rough with her. A flush creeps up the back of his ears. At last, he relents. "Fine. I'll bring them back for you tonight." - Until one day, Jiang Qingyao stumbles upon a thick stack of letters she once wrote to her cousin, a broken kite from when she was ten, even a small piece of clothing she had lost long ago-hidden away in Shen Guan's study. Qingyao falls silent. Uh... is my husband a yandere?

There are three treasures in the imperial city: Me, my husband and my mother-in-law. Su Guifei¹ was favored and envied by countless imperial consorts in the harem. Chen Wang² grew up with His Majesty showing favoritism to him. However, anyone, who was more or less educated, would sigh with regret and say that this pair of mother and son were sure to come to a bad end in the future. Ming Jiuzhu, who was about to marry Chen Wang: Really? I don't believe it. Chen Wang in Jiuzhu's eyes: a beautiful and kindhearted little fairy boy vs. Chen Wang in the eyes of others: His Majesty and his favored consort's hedonistic son. Jiuzhu often wondered why people always gazed at her and Chen Wang with a 'you are doomed one way or another' look. Could this be the ugly side of jealousy? Aiyah, the hearts of these people are so dirty. ----- ¹ Guifei - Noble Consort ² Wang - Title given to adult sons of the Emperor. For Offline Reading Purposes Only

My domineering CEO husband got hit by a car while meeting his first love. The doctor told me he might have amnesia. I rushed to the hospital right away-mainly to enjoy the drama. What I didn't know was, he didn't lose his memory... he gained the ability to read minds. On the outside, I looked devastated, but inside, I was overjoyed: "Honey, what am I supposed to do if you've lost your memory!?" Meanwhile, my thoughts were: *What do I do? I'll just pamper eighteen male models and live my best life, hahaha!* That very night after being discharged, my CEO husband grabbed my hand and said he wanted to "live his best life" too. Me: ???

Title: I Transmigrated as the Villainous Mother-in-Law and Slapped My Sons Awake Synopsis: Jiang Wanning transmigrated into a novel, straight into the role of the infamous villainous mother-in-law. In the book, she was the scumbag male lead's mother, the wicked mother-in-law of a noble family who helps a so-called 'white lotus' concubine torment the true heroine and ruined her own family's reputation. ...Not on her watch. Rolling up her sleeves, Jiang Wanning decided to do what readers could only dream of... slap sense into her sons. When her eldest wanted to marry that white-lotus concubine -Slap! The eldest son froze. "Mother... you hit me?!" Jiang Wanning: "You favor your concubine and destroy your wife? I'll slap you awake!" When her second left his pregnant wife to save a junior sister-Slap! The second son gaped. "Mother?!" Jiang Wanning: "Who told you to play hero when your wife is at home? I'll slap you awake!" When her youngest proudly introduced his battlefield savior-Slap! The youngest son was dumbfounded. "Mother?!" Jiang Wanning: "Even a savior can be mistaken. You're blind! I'll slap you awake!" ----- By the time the Marquis found himself holding a divorce letter in the dead of night, he was completely baffled. "I have no concubines, no junior sisters, and no saviors... Then why is Madam still divorcing me?!"

When the famous General Wei returned after more than ten years of victorious campaigns, The Emperor granted him the privilege of choosing a husband for his only daughter, Yuren, from among the eleven princes. However... Selecting a prince was not the issue; the real challenge lay in finding one willing to marry his stubborn, ill-mannered daughter, who behaved more like a warrior ready for battle than a royal bride. Status: Completed

In 2009, a major traffic accident occurred in Jiangjing, and Li Nian was the only survivor. The Bai family took this opportunity to adopt Li Nian as an adopted daughter, which attracted countless praises in the Beijing circle and earned a lot of fame. Because of the accident, Li Nian suffered from a symptom of stuttering when nervous. Awakened from a nightmare, the girl was wearing a suspender nightgown, with two tear marks on her cheeks, holding a little bear barefoot in the dark and deserted corridor. Under the dim light of the attic, the man stood by the window, with a handsome face, and scarlet flames mixed in his fingertips, cold white smoke lingering, like a dream. The nightmare did not go away. The girl grabbed the man's sleeve, tears in her eyes, and timidly shouted, "Brother, brother, I'm afraid." That night, the reserved man sat in the attic and accompanied her all night.