Our families were well-matched, and we were of suitable age, so Ji Ming Chen and I entered into a marriage alliance. But he had his cinnabar mole, and I had my white moonlight. His cinnabar mole betrayed him, and my white moonlight abandoned me. After marriage, we cooperated tacitly and became the model couple in our circle. However, both the cinnabar mole and the white moonlight suddenly had a change of heart, and now they both want to win us back. However, there is a saying that goes: love is hard to control, and a staged act can also become reality. _________________________________________ Author: 烟灰 Associated Names: 浪漫共谋 Completion Status: Completed Original Language: Chinese THIS STORY DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. IF YOU WANT TO ME TO REMOVE THE STORY, PLEASE MESSAGE ME PERSONALLY OR COMMENT IN THE STORY.

Description: My husband, Xie Wu Chen, was a genius sword cultivator, while I was just a mortal. Xie Wu Chen despised foolish people. To catch up with him, I worked hard at cultivation, but he remained indifferent: "You have no spiritual roots, it's a waste of effort." Later, he ascended, and I remarried. On the day of my wedding, he descended to the mortal realm, his sword placed against my husband's neck: "Do you really want to marry this useless person?" I stood before the sword, holding my mortal husband's hand, and looked straight at Xie Wu Chen: "Yes, because he never thought I was stupid." Xie Wu Chen sneered: "Just because of that?" I nodded seriously: "Just because of that." _________________________________________ Author: 鸠森 Associated Names: 珍珠光 Completion Status: Completed Original Language: Chinese THIS STORY DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. IF YOU WANT TO ME TO REMOVE THE STORY, PLEASE MESSAGE ME PERSONALLY OR COMMENT IN THE STORY. Source: https://www.crimsontranslations.com

Description: The first thing Xie Lin An did after becoming the top scholar was to break off our engagement. At that moment, I was still holding the hangover soup I had prepared for him. Upon hearing his words, I was stunned for a long time, long enough for the rim of the bowl to leave a mark on my hand, long enough for him to frown and softly call out to me: "Ah-Yang?" I came back to my senses at his call, then placed the bowl on the table and gently said: "Okay." Later, I left the capital for two years. When I returned and saw him again, I respectfully called him "Cousin," then walked behind him and grabbed the ear of the young general who had just returned from the battlefield: "Bo Ji An! I told you not to drink because your wound hasn't healed. Why are you ignoring the doctor's orders again!" _________________________________________ Author: 草木青 Associated Names: 我心央央 Completion Status: Completed Original Language: Chinese THIS STORY DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. IF YOU WANT TO ME TO REMOVE THE STORY, PLEASE MESSAGE ME PERSONALLY OR COMMENT IN THE STORY.

After seeing the photograph of Rose with her baby, Lloyd, Miles now knew beyond doubt that he was his son. One day LLoyd would inherit the Seton property empire, a business which Miles's father had created from scratch and which Miles now ran. He was determined that he would take responsibility for raising his son but to his intense frustration and anger this meant that he would be forced to make contact with Rose, the woman he had spent the better part of a year trying to forget. When he had first met Rose he had thought he had found his soul mate. But then his friend Max, whom he had known since childhood, had told Miles that Rose was cheating on him and he had the evidence to prove it. So not only had he been taken for a mug and fallen for a lying, traitorous bitch but now she had his son too. Rose was dreading having to meet with Miles. She had hidden away from the eyes of the world hoping to be left alone after the hurt of Miles's very public dumping of her but she knew that it was inevitable he would come after her now that a picture of Lloyd had been published in an international gossip magazine. Lloyd and Miles were as alike as peas in a pod. She was under no illusion that the Seton money machine and all the lawyers it needed would soon start grinding away at getting custody of LLoyd. She was still totally in the dark as to why Miles had left her when she was pregnant and now she was terrified that he would try to take LLoyd away from her too. But Rose was no pushover. She had been an international model in her teens and now was a successful businesswoman in her own right. If she had to she would give Miles the fight of his life. The problem was, Rose still yearned for the days before Miles had walked out on her, days she counted amongst the happiest in her life.

One steamy passionate night was all it took for Twain Crawford to impregnate eighteen year old Macy Skye, but then he refused to believe it was his child. Macy had been crushing on Twain since... her hormones first responded to his dark brooding bad boy looks. She meant to become his...