After an accident, she found herself possessing a small cannon fodder's body inside a novel she was reading! But why did the storyline seems to be a little different than what she had read? Xiao Hua, the body she was currently possessing, will die if she stayed around Princess Long Lian and the Third Prince Long Zhu, but her escape plan failed and gotten herself tricked to be the prince's maid! She expected her days will be full of torture, but why did he pamper her to an unbelievable degree? The Third Prince was supposed to be an unambitious prince, a cannon fodder, but he did not act according to his script! He went wild by arming himself with power and gathered the heroine's supporting male leads to go against the hero and heroine! Aiya, did she transmigrated to a dark version of the novel instead of the original one? [This story is not the full version. Full version could be purchased from selected sites] Google play: https://play.google.com/store/books/series?id=3gAsGwAAABDzGM Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08L6CW1CX?binding=kindle_edition&ref=dbs_dp_rwt_sb_pc_tukn [Disclaimer: The cover is a fanart used with the permission of the artist, @-helios ] THIS IS an ORIGINAL STORY (by the way) Start: 7th December 2017 End (Vol 5): 19th July 2019

Someone once asked me: if I were to be reborn one time what would I want to be? I answered, "General" Because I like it when girls are tough and yes, no need for the romance part because, in the end, guys prefer girls who need to be protected. Little did I know my wish could come true when I got run over by a car one day and woke up as an infant the next day. DISCLAIMER! NONE OF THE IMAGES I'VE USED IN THIS STORY IS MINE. THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE CREATORS TO WHICH I ADDED REFERENCES IF I FOUND THEM (MOST OF THEM ARE FROM PINTEREST AND GOOGLE IMAGES). I AM JUST THE WRITER AND THIS IS MY FIRST ORIGINAL STORY. THIS STORY IS ALSO AVAILABLE IN POPINK! PLEASE CHECK IT OUT IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO GIVE SOME SUPPORT :) Highest rankings: No.1 in General No.1 in Reincarnate Mo.2 in Female protagonist No.3 in Reborn

2 years is short... 2 years is long... Days pass like years. Years continues on for eternity. Do you still remember the promise? This is a continuation of the Rebirth of Fa Wei Lan. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Volume 2 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".

I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... 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 person who always argues to leave is always the person who stoops and picks up the pieces of a broken bowl. But when he made up his mind to leave, he just put on his most commonly worn coat, left home in a breeze, sunny afternoon, and never came back. He Zhishu is like the air and the water to Jiang Wenxu. But Jiang didn't realize that until one day He Zhishu suddenly left. Jiang regretted, but it's too late. "Wherever you go, my missing could reach you even at the end of the earth."

Sequel to Misty _______________ The wind stopped. The birds rested on the branches. The squirrels peeked out from behind the leaves. The forest turned silent, covering these two souls from the glare of the afternoon sun. He stared at her radiant face. "We are different," she said softly, guilt glinting in her eyes. "Very different from each other. Our worlds aren't same." "Moon Goddess never makes a wrong decision. The Mist that your pack has taught you about, is an illusion, my mate." He told her with a small smile on his face. "A trick of mind it is. When you stop believing in its presence, it wouldn't be there. You will be able to see everything clearly." She cupped his cheek, rubbing her thumb against the bristles. "I can see everything clearly, my mate. I see the border of enmity between two packs." The smile that showed the delight of meeting his mate, now displayed the fear of uncertainty. But the Alpha blood running in his veins kept him warm. Confidence spread upon his heart as the inner beast told him the universal truth. Furthermore, the touch of his mate would always fill him with high spirit. "There can never be a barrier between lovers." He said the ultimate truth to the divine beauty, looking in her mischievous eyes. Her eyebrows raised and rested back slowly. Raising her chin, she watched him leaning his face downwards slightly in curiosity. Consequently, she brought her mouth closer to his ear, whispering the answer for him and the silent audience present in this forest, favouring him. "But we are not lovers, my mate. We are enemies."

https://www.novelupdates.com/series/eight-treasures-trousseau/ Everyone in the City of Jing thinks that bestowment of marriage between Xian Junwang and the di daughter of the Yi'an Marquis House is to insert a fresh flower into manure. Xian Junwang was that fresh flower and the di daughter of Yi'an Marquis House was that manure that was not liked. It is said that what is heard is false, seeing is believing. Who knows what the truth really is?

#1 werewolf #1 teenfiction "That night meant nothing to me Olivia." "You were just like another girl to me." He smirked, "and you KNOW how I do girls. I lure them," he took a crumpled paper in his hands and softly straightened it, "I fuck them. HARD." He tore the paper off in pieces, "and then, I throw them out of my life," he concluded, crushing the paper into a ball and throwing it with a perfect shot in the bin. I looked up at him in shock, anger and heartbreak. "You actually thought I got jealous!" He scoffed. Out of nowhere he threw me against the wall and I gasped as his arm pressed by my sides and he trapped me. "ALSO, DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME YOUR MATE AGAIN!" he growled, I breathed heavily as fear started crawling in. Tears flowed down my face. I struggled to breathe. "I NEVER wanted a mate. Especially not like you." He gave me a glare as if the mere sight of me disgusted him. "Who would want a mate like you anyways, huh? You're ugly, nerdy, clingy, way-too-innocent and being with you will DESTROY my social reputation." Listening to those words shattered my Wolf and she howled in pain. I gasped, trying to get some air but he pressed me against the wall harder. "Look at you," he chuckled, "So pathetic. You're not even able to defend yourself. Moon goddess made a mistake mating you with me. I will correct it ." "I won't reject you," he said, "oh no no. Rejection is easy. I will TORTURE you. I will sleep with other girls, I will flirt with them in front of your eyes and I will watch you and your wolf die everyday. I will break you to the limit where you won't ever be able to come back. And then, I will leave you to rot." "One last thing. Don't you DARE tell anyone that we are mates. Are we clear?" I nodded frantically, my heart clenching till where it was unbearable. He let out a dark chuckle and released me,"Good girl." I collapsed on the floor and almost passed out from the lack of air in my lungs. He just walked away & left me there to rot.

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved