In a small coastal town, there were rumors of a lonely young man who lived in a beautiful mansion alone. One day a young man came off a bus at the pitstop and didn't get back on. Instead, he searched for a real estate office and ended up buying a large mansion fitted with side buildings. Afterward, the town only saw him when he went out for groceries or the odd coffee. There were many ideas about this teenager, and hence tales were told through whispers and over drinks. "He's obviously a criminal. Why would such a handsome young man choose to settle down here?" "Is he handsome? I haven't seen him before!" "Oh my, he's a handsome fellow! That boy asked me where the real estate office was. I thought he was planning on inheriting land or something." "I heard from my friend that he sent someone to the hospital." "What if he murdered someone?" "Haven't you heard... The kids told me that the mansion lights were on for half the night! What could he be doing up so late?" "Now that you mention it... Isn't he jobless? Is he running a shady business somewhere?" Shin Jun had no idea that moving to a small town would cause him to be misunderstood so badly. He'd simply found a cute little, silent town on a bus ride and decided to settle down. Updates every weekend [Taking a Small Hiatus] You can find early releases on my Patreon alongside my other novels.

This is an original work, don't copy. If there's one person Lin Jíxìng can't stand, it's Zhao Yìchén. Annoyingly talented. Unreasonably handsome. Always one step ahead. "Still stuck on second billing?" Zhao Yìchén had smirked at him once during an awards rehearsal. Lin Jíxìng smiled back just as sweetly. "Enjoy it while it lasts. You're only popular because I haven't decided to ruin you yet." That was how it always went-sharp words, sharper smiles. So when they were both cast in a BL romance drama-him as the lead, Zhao Yìchén as the love interest-Lin Jíxìng nearly walked out. "You expect me to fall in love with him on screen?" he had asked his manager. "Acting," his manager said flatly. "Try it." Unfortunately... Zhao Yìchén was good. Too good. During rehearsals, Zhao would lean in just close enough to make Lin Jíxìng's pulse hitch. "Relax," Zhao murmured once, fingers brushing Lin's wrist during a scene He always did. "You don't smell the same," Zhao said one day between takes, voice quieter than usual. Lin froze."...Mind your own business." Zhao stepped closer anyway, eyes narrowing slightly-not mocking this time, but searching. "...What happened to you?"

Tang Ziyou was reborn. In his previous life, he gave everything to his fiancé, actor Gu Jiuci, but he could not get the other party's love. In this life, Tang Ziyou decided to let go. He took off the ring on his hand, moved out of Gu Jiuci's house, returned to the entertainment industry, and proposed to dissolve the marriage contract. Gu Jiuci was born in a wealthy family, handsome, had countless suitors, but he was engaged to Tang Ziyou. A friend asked him: "How does it feel to be engaged?" Gu Jiuci's thin lips lightly opened: "Annoying." Knowing that Tang Ziyou wanted to dissolve the marriage contract, his friend raised his glass to congratulate him: "Now you aren't annoyed." Gu Jiuci's face was as heavy as iron, not only irritable but also flustered. . . . Gu Jiuci: "We were engaged when we were young." Tang Ziyou: "Outdated bad practices, you said, I understand." Gu Jiuci: "I am your fiancé." Tang Ziyou: "Fiancé does not equal husband, I know what you said." Gu Jiuci: "I don't agree to dissolve the marriage contract!" Tang Ziyou: "A marriage contract is just a marriage contract, and you don't like it. I remember what you said." Gu Jiuci: ...how can I beat myself to death! . . . Gu Jiuci discovered that Tang Ziyou really didn't care about him anymore. Not only did he not care about him, but he also became popular in the entertainment circle and was liked by more and more people. His brother: "You are not the only child in our family. Marrying me is also an option." His friend: "Don't harm Xiao You, I will treat him well, don't worry." Gu Jiuci was impatient: "Who said I don't like him, stay away from my wife!" Tang Ziyou: "Don't talk nonsense, we're already separated." Gu Jiuci: "Never separate, never separate! I will listen to you from now on, Xiao You, so don't dissolve your marriage contract with me ok?" Tang Ziyou: "Heh."

Ye Zhiqiu was radiant and bold, proud and unrestrained, but it wasn't until the brink of death that he realized his entire life had been a deceitful charade. His malicious stepmother alienated him from everyone; his trusted friend betrayed him without mercy; and Qi Xin, whom he loved for so many years, harbored ill intentions from the start, aiming only to ruin his life. For Qi Xin's sake, Ye Zhiqiu suppressed his rebellious nature, abandoned his career and social circle, and became a gentle and understanding lover. Yet, after being drained of all worth and reduced to nothing by psychological manipulation, he received nothing more than a cold divorce notice and Qi Xin's words- "I'm tired. I want to give him a home. Let's get divorced." Ye Zhiqiu finally understood that Qi Xin had always cherished an unattainable love. And he, he was merely a guaranteed win, the perfect substitute for Qi Xin's unrequited love. Carrying all his resentment, Ye Zhiqiu plunged into the icy depths of the lake. When he awoke again, it was ten years in the past. Back at the night he first met Qi Xin. Ye Zhiqiu's revenge began. He stripped his stepmother of everything, sending her biological child to prison, He ruined his friend's future, leaving him disgraced, despised, and cornered, He broke Qi Xin down just as he had been broken, stripping him of dignity and dreams, making him beg at his feet... Qi Xin approached Ye Zhiqiu with malice, never expecting to fall madly in love. He was willing to be the groveling dog at Ye Zhiqiu's feet, the receptacle of his unpredictable ire. But when he frantically searched through the pouring rain, he saw only a black umbrella in the dim light. Underneath, a long, strong arm encircled Ye Zhiqiu's slender waist, pulling him into a car, where he was kissed passionately. And the man holding the umbrella was someone he could hardly dare to imagine.

Lin Yuzhi died because of bubble tea. Yes. Seriously. When he wakes up, a mysterious system tells him he must travel through multiple tragic worlds and repair their endings. His mission? Survive. Expose the villains. And somehow deal with the male lead who keeps appearing in every world. Unfortunately, each world also comes with a professional manipulator-also known as a green tea. Luckily, Lin Yuzhi is extremely qualified in the art of psychological warfare. If someone wants to play innocent... He'll out-green-tea them. There's just one problem. Every time Lin Yuzhi leaves a world, the body he inhabits dies. And somewhere in those worlds, a man who loves him keeps losing him. Again. And again. And again. [WARNING: All inagea used are ai generated, i used it so you know how my characters look like, the story itself is my original work froma few years ago just polished up]

In many stories, the ugly duckling always defeats the swan because it's weak, pitiful, and helpless. But what did the swan do wrong? The childhood sweetheart and the sudden arrival of interest are always a point of contention. Between the cat-like childhood sweetheart and the puppy-like new comer-where should the scumbag protagonist go? Shen Liangyue: You can't think my love isn't as pure as others just because I'm noble, rich, beautiful, and have been betrothed to you since childhood! He Mingfeng: But you can live well without me, while he can't! Shen Liangyue: ... Shen Liangyue: Fine. *** Love isn't a project of hope or a charity donation; love is love itself. And I was too young then, I didn't understand how to love him. Can lovers and betrothed be equated? Is it habit or love? Is it constraint or fate? Is he a lover or a fiancé? He Mingfeng doesn't know. He and Shen Liangyue were engaged since childhood, childhood sweethearts, everything was too natural, which made He Mingfeng unable to see his own feelings. At this time, he met Chu Fei, who was disguised as an alpha, in the military... Perhaps this novelty is love? But a moment later: He Mingfeng: "My distant, secret, inviolable rose, please forgive my youthful arrogance and wandering heart!" *** He Mingfeng x Shen Liangyue

He died of overwork and transmigrated into the pregnant body of an ancient gent who had died of overwork. His husband has been sent off to war and the odds of survival don't look good. His two children are hungry and ragged. Will Jing Sheng be able to survive childbirth and keep this struggling family alive? Will Jing Sheng be able to live well if his husband returns from war? Cover was done by aurora_2604 [My original work] [Not translated] [Unless it's stolen then you'll find it elsewhere]

Jiang Mùchén was the youngest son of the grand general of the Jin dynasty, and on top of that he was a ger so he was raised as a prince in his family, he was the family's first priority, the members the staffs everyone loved him, his family was protective of him would be an understatement, but these things didn't make him a spoiler brat but he was even more grateful, graceful and elegant, he did everything his older siblings did, from needle work to swordsmanship he learned everything. But his misery started when he married the emperor of Jin dynasty, and when that emperor brought his childhood sweetheart as his concubine, Mùchén died in a cold room without anyone by his side, keeping his hand on his flat stomach that once had a life inside of it, and that ruthless childhood sweetheart just k*lled them like that, And that d*mned emperor didn't even get a hint of it. .............. "What...is happening. I was supposed to be dead...then why am I in a wedding attire, and in that familiar red room.....did i went back to my wedding night?" ~~~ Let's find out what will Mùchén do now that he got a second chance in life. My first story, can't say it's fully original cuz i read lof of these type of stories to get inspo :) Hope you guys like it🙃😀 #The arts used in this story are NOT MINE ctto#

Forced into an arranged marriage and living under the same roof, they establish three rules: maintain a superficial husband-husband relationship and divorce amicably after a year. One day, Xi Shi is drinking with friends at a bar, complaining incessantly: "My arranged marriage partner is a weirdo. White shirt, black glasses, thermos full of goji berries, old-fashioned, abstinent, and no fun. He's in bed by ten every night. Ugh, even looking at him makes me lose my appetite." Neon lights flash. A friend stares at a man in a booth: "Holy crap, that guy is so handsome! He's a god!" Xi Shi glances over dismissively and instantly turns to stone. Still in the same white shirt, but without his glasses, his prim and proper arranged marriage partner is being given a lap dance. Xi Shi, feeling utterly betrayed, rips the dancer off Zhong Yuxiao: "Get lost." The people in the booth tease: "Oh, which little lover is this who came looking for you? Spicy." "My wife." "...Doesn't seem like your type." The man looks up, his voice languid: "Indeed, not my type." "An arranged marriage partner forced on me by my family." Xi Shi laughs in anger: "Fuck." This arranged marriage partner of his is interesting.