Having lived as a small citizen of the Republic of Korea, I was somehow reborn as a supporting character in a historical novel as the wife of the villain, Charles Diago, who fell for the heroine and died after committing all kinds of evil deeds! My husband, who loved the heroine and tried to woo her till the day he died, became my death flag when he died and took me with him. The second act of life that I've gained again, it's so precious. I'd like to avoid that shitty death so I'd like to get a divorce first. "No divorce." "...What? What is-" It's not right. "What?" "No divorce." The chilly man picked up the wine glass gracefully. "Don't even dream." "......." "No." What's wrong with this guy? So are you asking me to watch you throw yourself at the love of your life? And then we die together? "You told me to tell you whenever I wanted something, didn't you?" "Not now." What are you saying? I am asking now. "A handsome and capable husband like me is not common." What the fuck? Now you're appealing for yourself? "It's okay. I'm tired of getting married- No, I'm not going to date a guy." So please divorce me! Divorce!! . . . . Note: tired. Don't repost. 1. Not 100% accurate so take it a grain of salt. 2. Updates will be slower than a sloth. 3. Please do not share this story elsewhere or add it to any other sites directories because it will disappear and I'm not reposting for a 3rd time. 4. Thanks for reading~

"You're the pull that has made me fall over and over again. Damn! You really made me fall. Hard. So damn hard."

Previously entitled, My Overly Possessive Billionaire. "Fine!" I acquiescently cave in. "He better keeps his eyes off of you, or I'll poke his eyeballs out of its socket!" I grumbled exasperatedly. She just shook her head again in disbelief. It seems like it's becoming her habit soon. After a few minutes, he came back, and he barely glances to her side which made me happy. That guy is not stupid after all. I know, I am very possessive, but I'm just protecting what's mine. Whatever is mine, is mine alone, and sharing is not in my vocabulary. Deceitful Lies, Betrayal, Revenge, All in the name of Love. Will they both find their happy-ever-after? NOTE: UNEDITED VERSION (Completed)

Previously known as The Billionaire wants her. Highest ranking #1 in Romance 03-02-2016 #3 in Romance 09-04-2017 #2 in Romance 17-04-2017 (Book #1 in Manhattan Series) 'I loved her, not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence her demons' - Christopher Pointdextor How can someone so cold, make you feel so safe? That's what Erica Dixon found herself asking when she came face to face with the man himself, Xavier Manhattan. Mr Manhattan - the cold, distant and most eligible bachelor available. Some regard him as a monster. Others just pity him. Many don't understand why the man with everything seems to have so little. Miss Dixon - the professional, warm-hearted and normal girl trying to provide for her family on the edges of Toronto. She has her reasons to dislike the Manhattans, but in the end will her heart rule over her head? Let the sparks fly. Let the battle commence. Join us on the journey of the meeting of two shattered souls on the way to trying to locate their purpose in life. The bewildering plot twists, passionate romance and tragic heart breaks make for an exhilarating and unexpected adventure.

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.