Emma, a 17 year old girl who goes to a Dragon academy with no Dragon. sounds odd, Right? A girl with no powers make it into an advanced High school with only the most advanced magicians, takes in a lonely magicless girl? She's hiding something. She's not normal She's keeping something... ˜"*°•.˜"*°• Hidden •°*"˜.•°*"˜ Highest rank: #1 in magic This needs heavy editing

Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. 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".

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 daughter of a powerful King, Freya was promised to Ewen the Cold. The union was meant to cement an alliance between the two most powerful men in the land. A pawn in a world of violence and lust, Freya is meant to be a dutiful and obedient wife. But what if she isn't?

Transmigration? So what? Given this second chance in life, I would not definitely make any mistakes... including that of opening my heart. :cover photo not mine:

He said, "Let's get married when we grow up" He said, "Your eyes are so beautiful" He said, "I will always love you the way you are" but he also said, "I love her now, I always love you like a sister". Is it wrong for me to fight for my love? For my own fiancee? Is scheming is not allowed? Everyone condemning me, but what about her? Why everyone is praising her while she snatched what was mine at the first place? What is so great about her? True, she is the heroine while I'm the villainess. Even villainess is worthy of love but why am I not? Worthy or not, I will get what I'm worthy of and it started with the proudest of the heroine's backer. I will hurt you and break you as you did to me! Synopsis: Li Xi Rui is the first miss born from the only wife of the Left Prime Minister. Growing up, she has been pampered and sheltered by her family. From when she was born, she has been betrothed to the crown prince of the Qi kingdom. Life seems beautiful till the day she was cast aside and humiliated by her own fiancee and his brother, the second prince. By determination, she schemes her way to get back her fiancee. But, the second prince managed to deflect all the plan and as a result her family died and she was thrown to the dungeon and left there to be forgotten. While the prison guard try to force himself on her, she killed herself and managed to be reincarnated. But it was too late, the time she have been reincarnated is back when her engagement has been annulled. This time, she will cherish her family but it doesn't mean she will blindly accept her fate. She will first get her revenge! Highest Ranking: #1 Transmigration #1 handsomemalelead #1 cn #1 tragedy #1 sidecharacter #1 historicalchinese #1 reborn #1 pastlife #1 blackbelly #1 historical #1 originalstory

As Liu Ying Yue returns to her family home after many years, her step-mother secretly agrees to a political marriage with the emperor of the Shadow Realm. Expecting Ying Yue to suffer under the emperor's control with the only purpose of existing for his benefit, she uses her new position to her advantage--through getting revenge on her step-mother's past crimes and dealing with the enemies against her new role of empress. However, as hidden events from the past rise to the surface, an unexpected question arises along her journey: How much can the truth merge with lies? (Currently undergoing editing)

Just a collection of artworks of yours truly. Some from my books, some just creation of my boredom, some probably don't make sense. Updates will be sporadic. I don't have patience to finish an artwork (most of the time). You will know what I mean. *runs from responsibility*

Book 0 of "One Lifetime is Never Enough". A chance encounter. Or was it really? Lee Tanaka was a young man at the peak of his life. Smart, good-looking, great career in a growing law firm, with a good personality to boot, he was the perfect man. His life only revolved around various court cases. And good coffee. Until he met a young woman at a cafe.... A/N: Recommended to read this either before reading chapter 1.28 of Book "One Lifetime is Never Enough" or before reading it at all.

[[Book 2 (FINAL book) of "One Lifetime is Never Enough"]] "I would have waited for you forever." The lament of a faraway voice that she had missed - that she had been longing to answer to - echoed in her mind. "But, you are no longer here." The despairing sigh was a muted murmur - clawing at her, begging for her to respond. But she was there, here, wherever the voice was. But then again, she might as well was not. She could no longer see, could no longer reach him. The voice sounded so near, but it was also as far as another world she could no longer be in. Nevertheless, she could still feel, in the darkness that was cradling her non-existence; the agony she felt in her non-beating heart, in her dormant soul, it was all due to her longing. For the owner of the voice. For him. The voice kept begging in agony - tormenting her, tormenting himself. And she could not do anything. "Please wait for me." "Please remember me." "Why... why can't I see you?" "Won't you wait for me?" ----------------- For you, I will wait for eternity. This time, I will wait. This time, it is my turn to wait. So please, please just let me find you. Please, be there when I find you. Please, tell me that you are still mine. That I still exist, perhaps not in your memory, but etched in your very soul. Like you have been deeply engraved in mine, lingering like a beautiful illness I will gladly bear and succumb to. Because, I will search to all corners of this world, and wait until the end of days. For you. Because, this world will always be wretched without you. And then, I will always, forever, bloom. For you. -----------------