In her youth, Shi Congyi lived with her mother in the Xi family's old mansion. Though separated by many courtyards, she had heard of Xi Zhuoheng of the Xi family. That young master was refined and otherworldly. Like snow on a high mountain, like the moon in the sky. Aloof and noble, unapproachable. His face was strikingly handsome, indescribable. Shi Congyi knew they were worlds apart. Occasionally, they would meet in narrow passageways; she would step aside, and he would give a cold nod. They were truly strangers. Years later, they met again, only to stumble into his predicament of being forced into marriage. The man leaned over and stared, his eyes as deep as the abyss. He clasped her wrist with his hot palm and asked in a deep voice: "Shi Congyi, are you willing to marry me?" Shi Congyi, who was soft-hearted, righteous, and unreliable, agreed, and gave someone a chance to get into the secret marriage track.

The Blood Stone Series Book Two

The Bloodstone Series, Book 3

Alma never imagined that her life would end when it had only begun. She lived in a small town with her strict grandmother, who never once showed her an ounce of affection. Until one day she woke up in a room that was not hers and even her body was different. When she realizes that she has been reincarnated as the villainess in her mother's favorite novel. She is determined to change her depressing fate. - "Shh, I am here. You are safe," My heart trembled as I recognized that deep male voice. "***!" I gasped and my head rapidly spun to him... I was met by his handsome face, cold as ever, those ***** eyes of his scanning each inch of me... "They hurt you," His sharp jaw ticked... "I will make them pay, darling," He promised -

Wen Ran found her crush on an ordinary blind date. At the time, he was blind and penniless. The once-proud prince had fallen to rock bottom. She took him home with unknown intentions, treating him like her most precious porcelain. She improved her culinary skills to soothe his stomach, took him to see the best ophthalmologist, and gently comforted him when he had nightmares... Their relationship grew closer, but a series of unspeakable events occurred at home. First, her underwear mysteriously disappeared. Then, she would wake up in the middle of the night and hear faint, suppressed breathing. She suspected the house was haunted. Shen Helin looked at her with his foggy, lifeless eyes: "If you're scared, I'll sleep under your bed and watch over you." His half-hearted touches weren't enough; only by getting closer could he soothe his burning desire. He had originally planned to formally confess his feelings to Wen Ran after regaining his sight, but after returning home with his eyes healed, she was gone. He searched for her frantically.

A royal decree for marriage forces Qiao Heng to marry a stranger she's never met. The Qiao family has long shunned the imperial court, their noble family remaining humble. As the daughter of the Qiao family, Qiao Heng learned the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting at age five, mastered household management and accounting at twelve, and, at fifteen, distinguished herself with her gentle, graceful features. However, at sixteen, her family suffered a tragedy, and the once-proud daughter fell into a quagmire, becoming the target of intense scrutiny. When the marriage certificate was delivered, the eunuch who delivered it offered her a sympathetic look: "The man the emperor specifically named for you to marry is a renowned figure in Kyoto." Faced with despair, Qiao Heng accepted the order for the sake of her family's future.

Yun Qingwu suddenly learned that she was not her biological daughter, and the real daughter returned, her position was in jeopardy. Fu Siling, the high and mighty ruler of the Fu Group, has a face as noble as jade. It is said that he is cold and ruthless, and decisive in killing. The private cruise ship is luxurious and elegant. In the floating night, the man's tall back is reflected, and his profile is outstanding. Yun Qingwu bravely stepped forward and "confessed his true feelings" to Fu Siling. "Like me?" The man looked back, his eyes floating on her slender waist, and he fiddled with the ring on his finger lazily, "Evidence?"

When a malevolent witch wakes up two-hundred years later in a completely different England, she has to solve the mysteries of her past with the help of an old immortal nemesis before her true enemies get to her. *** In 1822, Lady Aster Byrne is considered the most powerful witch in all of England for her ability to step into dreams and manipulate dreamers. But the night of the massacre changes it all. She thought she died, but she didn't. She just slept for two centuries. Two-hundred years later, she wakes up in Genesis City, one of dozens under the Saint Society. She's told that while she slept, witches had survived the huntings and won the war against the vampires. Ever since, the society had thrived, creating borders to keep them safe from the ferals who survived the war. Now that she's awake, she's no longer just the powerful witch who can navigate dreams and nightmares. She's now the possible answer to immortality. And from the moment she wakes up, Aster gets the royal treatment only given to Astrals. That is until she discovers something that will turn her from worshiped to hunted. Something is wrong with her. And something is definitely awry in this new world. As Aster tries to figure out what really happened to her two-hundred years ago, she comes face to face with Harald Evensen, a cold, immortal piece of vampire she hated then and forever. He betrayed his coven to be part of the Saint Society for a very good reason. And part of that reason is her. As much as she wants to have nothing to do with him, she needs him. Being the only one who had lived for the two centuries she was asleep, he has answers to her past. And he has blood to offer. Whether Aster likes it or not, her life depends on both.

All her life, Eleanora did everything to make him love her but in the end, what she got from him was her execution for a sin that she never did. Before dying, Eleanora coldly stared at his bloody red eyes as he lifted up the sword to execute her... "I will never forgive you for killing me and my child." For the first time in her life, She saw his anxious gaze. But it was too late as the sword in his hands had already landed on her neck, separating it from her body. Eleanora finally thought everything was over but then she opened her eyes again, to find herself back in 12 years in the past when all the misfortune was yet to happen. She was firm to change her tragic ending this time but it was not only her who changed... "Even if you hate me, you can only be mine in your every life... My Empress.".....

They walk among us. All three, living normal mortal lives. Cloe is graduating college; Lacey is getting married; Atria is bar-hopping and breaking hearts. Today, they are human. But they are also the three Fates—the all-powerful directors of human destiny. And they don't even know it. Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos did not always take mortal form. They dwelt in the Cave, working the Loom, till something happened on Olympus that changed everything one day. Since then, they've roamed the earth and led thousands of lives throughout its history. The Fates may not remember who they are, for now... but their legacy is not to be forgotten. And their story is just begging to be told. *A Wattpad Featured story* *Winner of 2014 Watty Award – Best of Interactive Storytelling* [PG-13 for adult language, non-graphic sexual content, mature themes]