Lin Yue had never imagined that the birthday wish she made in jest would truly come to pass. She had awakened not in her own body, but reborn as Mei Lin, the personal maid of her cherished heroine. Instead of despair, joy surged through her heart. In her mind, she laughed softly and spun in a foolish little dance. Since Heaven has sent me here. She would not allow the tragedy of the book to repeat itself. She would shield the First Young Mistress from the venomous schemes of the villainess, even if it meant offending the entire household. _ "How dare you shove Qing He to the ground!" a voice accused sharply. "I did not!" the girl cried desperately. "Enough excuses," said the Fourth Young Master, Su Chen. "I saw it with my own eyes." The surrounding servants lowered their heads, not daring to breathe. At that moment, Mei Lin stepped forward. She knelt respectfully, and bowed deeply. "This lowly servant begs permission to speak," she said softly. "I was present throughout the incident." Su Chen's gaze shifted to her. "Speak." "The Second Young Mistress fell of her own accord." "Furthermore, the First Young Mistress did not enter the kitchen today. How, then, could the Second Young Mistress fall ill because of her cooking?" "Moreover, the First Young Mistress was bathing in the rear chambers when the Second Young Mistress arrived." "It was the Second Young Mistress who provoked the First Young Mistress first." Every time the villainess struck, Lin Yue was already two steps ahead. The Second Young Mistress's face flushed crimson with fury. "Impudent servant!" she shrieked. "Silence, you wretched girl!" Mei Lin bowed her head once more, unflinching. "Forgive this servant, Second Young Mistress," she replied calmly. "But my name is Mei Lin." And she would not be trampled so easily.

I wrapped my legs around waist, pressing my body closer. My arms snaked around his neck as he slipped his around my waist, pushing me hard against the wall. I bit his lips as his chest pressed against mine, making him smile against my lips, “Like that, huh?” He smirked before pressing his lips against mine. He nibbled along my bottom lip and I eagerly opened my mouth. I moaned into his mouth as his taste exploded into my mouth. He suddenly grabbed my thighs, lifting me away from the wall and walking towards the bed, never once breaking the kiss. He lay me down on the bed slowly lowering himself down on top of me, being careful to take his weight. His hands moved up from my thighs and slipped up my top, making my hips buck up slightly. “Are you sure you want to?” Luke mumbled breathlessly. “Mmmm” I responded, not wanting him to stop. “I never expected you to be the friends with benefits type.” Luke smirked, his breath blowing across my face, making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. “People surprise you.” (Completed)

"Are you going to pretend like last night didn't happen?" He asked. I looked at the ground. "You know we can't" I answered. He tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. Lena's best friend is Aubrey. Aubrey has an older brother that comes back from military school. What will happen between Lena and Jaxon. Read more to find out.

My mother's eyes never held love for me, not since that fateful day when I turned eight. I often wondered why - was it because I struggled in school, or maybe my appearance reminded her too much of my sister who slipped away from us? But no, it was something deeper. At six years old, I buried my childhood, trading it for endless hours of studying, perfecting every skill, every trait, every move - all to become the flawless daughter my mother coveted. But every time she looked at me, her gaze would linger on my face, and I knew - I was still just a replica of my sister. My neighbors would glance over, admiration sparkling in their eyes, but she didn't notice.Trophies gathered dust in our living room, but she remained blind to them. My cooking could impress even the most discerning palates - but she never tasted it. The vacation I won through a writing contest? Just a distant memory, overshadowed by her indifference. Until that day, the mail arrived, and everything shifted. Inside the envelope lay an admission letter to NASW - a school owned and operated by the government. People whispered about NASW in hushed tones, fearing its name like a bad omen. Only the gifted and intelligent walked its halls. I approached my mother, letter trembling in my hand. Her response? A casual shrug. No excitement, no pride - just a monotone voice telling me I was going. My heart sank, but I didn't let tears fall. I swallowed my hopes, my dreams of a happy family, of a mother who loved me unconditionally. I accepted her words silently, no complaints, no begging - just a mask of obedience. That was the day I understood - I was never her flesh and blood, never her real child... just a clone. My birthday arrived the next day, but there were no celebrations - only a suitcase packed by my mother, a ticket to the airport. I remember smiling faintly and making her a promise: I would bring her daughter back to her. Little did I know, that promise would become my everything...

The same cliche story of a nerd and jock falling in love. But what happens when the nerd turns out to be a boy that doesn't take shit from anybody and plays hard to get. And the jock a little too trusting. ⬇️⬇️Sneak peak⬇️⬇️ "Fine, we will do the project together." He said throwing his hands in the air, as he surrendered. I just smirked with my victory. "But in one condition; we do it outside the school. I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with you." He said giving me a disgusted look. "Don't worry, I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with a dumbass either." I snapped back. "Listen here you." He said while grabbing my collar. "Your little mouth is going to get you in trouble someday." He said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry, my mouth can't control itself when it's presented to stupidity as low as yours." I said with a smirk crafted on my face. His face turned red and you could see a small vein pop out of his empty head. .......... Find out what happens next.

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Irish, a shy and humble girl, has always been known as the poor kid in town. She endured endless bullying and ridicule from her classmates, who looked down on her worn clothes and hand-me-downs. But little did they know, Irish was hiding a secret: she was the heiress to a vast fortune, left to her by her wealthy grandparents. Due to a peculiar clause in her grandparents' will, Irish inheritance was frozen until her 18th birthday. For years, she suffered in silence, her true identity concealed from the world. As she turns 18, the restrictions on her account are lifted, and Irish's life is forever changed. As she gains access to her wealth, Irish's begins to reveal her true status to those who wronged her. The tables turn, and the popular kids who once tormented her are shocked to discover that the "pauper" they looked down on is actually the rich and influential heiress they've admired from afar.