She was known as The Ghost, the most fearsome poison assassin in Bido Kingdom. No one lives after she attacks. No one can buy her loyalty. No one can control her. No one knows her whereabouts. She comes and goes as she pleases, blowing in with the eastern wind and leaving with the northern storm. But before she was The Ghost, she was just Du Hongmo. An orphan picked up by a family of farmers that raised her until an unfortunate event killed her foster family. Pitiful, alone, and betrayed by humanity, she survived on the knowledge that the only person she could rely on is herself. Du Hongmo meets a Goryo. A vengeful ghost who ties her soul with Hongmo and teaches Hongmo everything she knows. "The world never wanted you. You have a cursed fate. The world brought you into this world unwanted and now the world wants to throw you away without even a chance to fight for yourself." The Goryo whispered into her ear. "Meeting me is your fate bringing us together. Du Hongmo, do you know what your name means? It means Poison Iris. And before I became a Goryo, I was a poison expert. I'll impart on to you my knowledge so you'll have a fighting chance in this cursed world. And in return, you'll feed me the souls of those you killed." Forced into an unwanted life and death contract with the Goryo, Hongmo strives to live a conscientious life while walking on a thin line of good and evil. On her journey to find herself and her place in the world, she will encounter the men who will stand beside her as she takes revenge on the man who lied, chased, and broke her.

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".

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".

[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

Being a peerless genius of the underworld was no sweat! But realizing her fellow friends were indeed her enemies, Mingxia Jie was not one to take it lying down. She had been nicknamed the Devil's maid for a reason, an since she has reincarnated don't blame her for not being ruthless! As a reincarnated noble, she had been bethrothed to the mysterious Kangxi wangye, but she had soon to realize that this wangye would walk hand in hand with her when she set her sights on destroying the very sect she called home. However; truth lies in legend. Her previous live would bring about her immortality. Her heart would be cold as her other half wakes. For it not for her husband she would be lost to time itself.

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".

In ancient Times, we have heard about stories of kings who were in polygamous marriages. And certain movies have romanticised their life with second or last wife. But I feel they didn't exactly show the feelings and griefs of a first wife rather they were made villains. So I got a thought why don't I write a story by myself and write what I want to see and show that? So this is my first try in wattpad and tell me your views about the story. #1 in india #3 in Cheating #6 in heartbreak #8 in historicalfiction #7 in betrayal

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".