Warning: Rated R-19 Trigger Warning: This story contains mature themes including violence, emotional distress, intense relationships, and other sensitive content. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Evelyn Winters is a sheltered naive girl who was homeschooled by her father to keep her safe from the outside world. The Storm brothers Elijah, Noah, and Ace are triplets known for their ruthless business tactics and dangerous tempers. Billionaires with a thirst for power and violence they are feared by many. But what happens when these cold deadly men meet Evelyn? Can the impossible happen love? Or will it turn into something darker like obsession? Disclaimers: Hi! Just a quick note before you start reading. This is Their Wife by Sainist, and I want to make it clear that I am not the original author. All credit and love for this story go to Sainist, the amazing writer who created it. This story used to be posted publicly, but it was taken down. I really loved it, and I know many others did too. So, I wanted to reupload it-not to take credit or anything like that, but simply to keep it alive for those who might have missed it or want to reread it. I am not claiming this as my work in any way. This is purely a reupload for readers who still want to enjoy the story. If Sainist ever sees this and prefers that it not be shared anymore, I will respect that completely and take it down immediately, no questions asked. Also, I want to be upfront about a few things. This story is not suitable for young readers or anyone who might be uncomfortable with intense or mature themes. The content can be heavy and may not be for everyone, especially if you are sensitive to violence or darker emotional situations. Please read with care. Note: I don't have the exact photos of the characters, the settings, or scenery of the story. Thank you, and enjoy reading!

Loréal was a geek/medicine student who lived her life to the fullest until destiny decided to hurl her into a novel world. She transmigrated into the novel she read "Preciously Yours" about an obsessive Male Lead and dense Female lead. Evidently, she got stuck in the body of Aelia Elora De Lian the Crown Prince's fiancée who he brutally executed because she harassed the Heroine. Instead of dealing with the cliché storyline of the novel she decides to live her life quietly away from the disadvantageous plot until he found her, The Villain. "How long are you going to keep me on your lap like this? People are staring." "Who cares are you not comfortable in this position? " He urges with a smirk. "Shameless " She muttered whilst rolling her grey eyes. "Only for you" He uttered then bit her underlip. He was the villain wrapped around her finger.

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".

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".

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".

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".

Daisy gets transmigrated into the novel which she read before her accident. She is transmigrated as the cannon fodder who dies in the mental hospital after her parents death. After coming into the novel the first thing Daisy promised to herself was to make sure to stay away from the male lead at any cost. But can she? This is my own book. Highest ranking: #1 in anotherworld #1 in strongfl #2 in comedy #1 in cannonfodder #1 in billionaire #1 in reborn #1 In dreamworld #1 in transmigration #1 in business #1 in strongfemalelead

[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

WARNING! R-19 Not my story, for offline purposes only Summary : No! Please don't!" He moved his hand smoothly over Vivian's arm and swiftly swept her lips against his. Charmed by her tiny defiance, he slid his hand and stopped precisely under her curvy waist. "Ah... ... !" "What's wrong? You knew it would come to this as well." Though his words were intimidating, his touch was full of warmth. As if his temporary blindness was just a lie, his hands were vigorously seeking out her weaknesses and began his ruthless attack on them one after another. Vivian was unable to stop her moans under the hands of his lascivious and stimulating touches. On the very same bed that she had first climbed up to nurse his health, now it was herself that had been laid flatly to be enjoyed by him. Even though she knew that the quiver she felt in her lower abdomen was wrong, she couldn't help but to crave for his touch even more. "We are going to marry later, anyway." He smiled sweetly as he kissed Vivian. Alas, Vivian was silently crying inside. The Grand Duke wasn't aware that despite in a dream, she was never the fiancée whom he will be married to. She was merely a stranger.

A man on his way to work saw a strange brand of energy drink in a convenience store. There was only one bottle left, and it was dirt cheap, so he bought it. The energy drink was called "Dragon's Blood." When he drank the bottle, he blacked out and found himself inside of an egg being incubated. He was told by a voice that it will take 2 years till he can break out, and that he had been reborn as a healing dragon! 'A healing dragon? Are dragons not the very symbol of destruction? Why must I be a dragon that can only heal!? I want to destroy things too like any other dragon!' How will (s)he fare in the world with such a destructive train of thought as a healing dragon? ( The title cover is not my own original work, the credit goes to whoever made it. The story is mine though. )