In her final moments, Jieyu Zhen lies abandoned in the Cold Palace. Her childless womb and ruined reputation mark her as a failure. Poisoned and betrayed by the Empress she once trusted and the Emperor she once loved, she swears revenge. As her vision fades, the heavens grant her one chance-to return to the day she first entered the palace.

[BOOK ONE] Book Two is now complete. She loved him with all her heart. He chose power over her. Now she belongs to someone else- and he can only watch. A story of love, loss, and the one woman he should never have let go.

[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

⚠️mature theme. ⚠️toxic emperor (male lead character) ⚠️love traingle ⚠️palace politics She fell through time... and landed in the arms of a king. One moment, she was a tourist exploring an ancient Chinese fort. The next Ling Yue wakes up in a bloodstained forest, face-to-face with bandits... ... and a terrified child begging for help. She saves him. She doesn't know he's the Crown Prince. And she definitely doesn't expect his father the cold, deadly Emperor to look at her like she belongs to him. Now trapped in a world she doesn't understand, Ling Yue must survive: The Emperor's burning obsession. A jealous general who wants her heart. A child who clings to her and calls her mother. And the choice to go home... or stay and become Empress. --- "You should have called for me." "I didn't think-" "Stop thinking. You're mine now." --- ✨ Enemies to lovers ✨ Powerful emperor x modern girl ✨ Jealousy, obsession, slow-burn heat ✨ A child who softens the coldest hearts ~~Highest ranking 😎 #1 in imperial 🎊✨️ #1 in a historical romance 🎊✨️

I transmigrated into the villainess-the unwanted sister, the scheming witch, the one meant to be discarded. She was supposed to get the fairytale ending. I was supposed to die trying to steal it. But I made one small change: I seduced the devil himself. Now the cold-hearted mafia boss is deeply in love with his wife. He touches me like I'm his salvation... And I'm falling for the one man I was never meant to have. She loved him. I claimed him. 💋 Mafia x Villainess. Transmigration. Obsession. Betrayal. She was the heroine. But I became... The Devil's Favorite Villainess.

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".

The Divine Fox Beast, Jing Yi was thrown down from the Heaven Realm to the Mortal Realm full of wounds. Fu Yue Long, the Sixth prince was hunting in the forest when he saw her. He then took her back to the palace, and Jing Yi fell in love with him while he was taking care of her meticulously. For love she selflessly assisted him up the throne, only to be killed by Yue Long and his mistress. Jing Yi who died tragically vowed to never give her heart away and love foolishly again if she was given a second chance. And she was given that chance, when she woken up in the forest before she meets the Sixth Prince. She wanted a peaceful second life, yet one persistent prince wouldn't let her off. [Original story!!] Highest Ranking #2 in novel Aug2018-march2020

He curved his smooth fingers around my chin and pulled it lightly, attempting to get my attention. As I continued to ignore him, he took a stronger hold of my face. "I said, look at me!" his voice was more threatening than before. I opened my blue, teary eyes and finally looked at the boy, who bothered me. He appeared not older than ten or twelve, with dark brown hair, perfectly combed backwards. His clothing was those of the rich. The white shirt enclosed his neck, a dark, thick, blue jacket covered his slim body keeping it warm, and a black, silky scarf hung loosely over his shoulders. None of it amazed me, but something halted my gaze, his eyes - almost white, with a hint of purple in them. They looked so bizarre and strange. I had never seen anything like it. My eyes couldn't leave his.

When the werewolves won the Great War, Lila was in her teens. Old enough to know what the world was like before the beasts took over. She watched the society she once knew crumble, moulding into the beast's world, their hierarchy overturning all modern governments. Despite being human, when Lila saw him for the first time on television, she just knew. She knew that the Great Alpha was her mate, and that she would do anything in her power to keep them from meeting for the first time.

"If she dares to run, she'll learn that mercy from me is sharper than cruelty." Tristan's POV She is the fire in my veins, the only ache I cannot kill. One breath from her and I am undone-beast and man both caged by her nearness. "Her nearness poisons me, yet I would drink her a thousand times over." "You don't see it yet, little flame... but your heart is already mine. If love does not bind you to me, chains will. If tenderness fails, I will wield obsession like a blade until you bleed only for me. The world may kneel or burn, I don't care- because you are the only sin I'll never repent, the only war I was born to win." "I would tear out my own soul, if she asked-yet cage hers if she runs." By Tulip