Liu Quiaqio, the Empress of the Jin Dynasty has given his heart, soul, and body to the emperor, he loved him to the point it exhausted him, but the cold emperor only had eyes for one person, and that person wasn't him, the warmth in his eyes when he looked at that person would never belong to him, the gentleness when he spoke to that person would never be heard by him until his death. "What wrongs have I committed, for you hate me this much? Did I do anything wrong for you to look at me with such contempt in your eyes? Was loving you such a sin?" I asked weakly "Your sin was that you loved somebody you weren't supposed to love," He responded coldly. 'He's right I squandered so much love on him that I did not have any left for my sons and my daughter, for the ones who truly cared about me. If I had one chance to make it up to them I would spend my whole life doing so' I thought as I closed my eyes and welcomed death or so I thought. *Not yet edited* My story! This is not translated nor does it belong to another author. #1 in male pregnancy- 2/5/22 #1 in children-2/25/22 #1 in regret- 4/18/22

"You're scared of me," he accused. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation kicking in, but I shook my head. "No, I'm scared your blood will stain my couch." He blinked a few times and then a shadow of a smile broke out on his face. "I'll buy you a new one." ... A wife who died a mysterious death and a "my way or the highway" attitude, Manolo Raymond was not to be trusted. Anyone with ties to the underworld knew that, which was why Wesley did what he could to stay out of the mafia prince's path. He had one goal: to finish paying off his debt to Manolo's older brother and then never see their faces again. However, his plans were thrown out the window when he returned home one night to find his house broken into and an injured Manolo Raymond bleeding on his couch, demanding refuge.

Nobita never meant to see him again. Not after the wedding. Not after the years. Not after finally learning how to breathe without him. But when a quiet smile across a crowded room reignites a thread he thought he severed long ago, Nobita finds himself pulled back into the gravity of Dekisugi - brilliant, patient, and terrifyingly constant. What once began as childhood friendship and unspoken obsession has become something sharper: a bond that never needed permission to exist. As past and present collapse, Nobita navigates a slow descent into stillness - a life where routine replaces resistance, where comfort dulls clarity, and where silence becomes a choice made over and over again. But love isn't always redemptive. Sometimes, it's quiet. Sometimes, it's careful. And sometimes, it's a thread wrapped so tightly around your ribs you forget how to breathe without it.

Hey Everyone! This is my second story eventhough the first book is still not complete, hahaha! This is the story about my two favourite Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji from the novel, "Mo Dao Zu Shi". I hope you all find it interesting and lovable. Happy Reading! Lots of Love!

Lu Si Cheng, a 26 year old Cancer patient finds himself transmigrated into the world of a novel, "The Hero's Journey" after his death. ___________________________________________________ His character, "Yuan Yun" is the youngest son of the Yuan family, he has no money and is poor and insignificant in the lives of the Yuan family. ___________________________________________________ He wakes up at the moment of a funeral, His eldest brother's funeral, taking place, where all the family has come to pay respects and decide what to do with the Yuan family's disgrace, the child born out of wedlock, The HERO of the story.