A goddess falls in love.

A short dark romance story that was rotting in my documents. It was originally written for a university project, but oh well... I ended up dropping out so now it's just... there. Thought I might as well publish it here.

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[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

Lilith Esther Bailey. A woman who was shunned by most due to her arrogant and cold personality. Compared to her, most adored Evelina Skyler, her long time rival, than her. Evelina was a sweet young woman with a pure beauty that can only be found once in a century. Thus most sided with Evelina and deemed Lilith as the hateful villainess preying upon a weak lady. Even Lilith's own fiancee, Chase Casspan, left her for Evelina. Drowned with resentment and deep hatred, Lilith would often scheme and harras Evelina, however she would never have expected for things to escalate so much. Once one of the most influential and esteem noble ladies in the Sainthallian Empire, Lilith was now stripped of her noble status, damned with the title of a criminal, and was sentenced to be burned for her 'crimes'. Though her body died by the flames, her resentment lived even after her body burned to ash. As her soul was about to enter the afterlife, she was awakened by a woman's voice. This voice turned out to be the sacred Goddess that ruled over the realm that had pitied her. Lilith was given a second chance, not only that she was blessed with two blessings. One, her soul was to be reincarnated in the body of Angelina Skyler, the younger sister of Evelina. Two, she was given the ability of 'The Travelling Soul', which allows her to transport her soul to another's body and control them temporarily. With this, she vowed to seek vengeance and set things right! This time, she wouldn't be so foolish... ⚠️The image used as the cover isn't mine⚠️ (Hiatus? Not sure when next update cause very busy rn)

Hermione lay bleeding on the grass, holding a hand to the bloody stump that was once Fred Weasley's arm. Fred gazed back at her, begging for some sort of comfort but Hermione couldn't provide it. She had nothing to say. She had for a fleeting moment let herself relax. Let herself believe that Voldermort was dead, and therefore all was to be right in the world. There was to be weddings, parties and bright sunny Sunday mornings. She wasn't suppose to shed anymore blood. She wasn't suppose to lose anyone else. She'd lost enough people. She had killed enough. She had sacrificed enough. Hermione was tired, so beyond tired. Tired of losing. So she let her eyes flutter closed, and Fred watched as Hermione let herself once again, slip into a false sense of security. TW: dark themes, blood, death, fighting, hospitals, survival

Without even realizing, Nora had been living a sheltered life in the capital. Now it's time to enter Ilaria. ...But why is the main villain of the book with her?

Heroes. Ever since they showed up, people have gone soft. They're adored, worshipped. Devotion is showered upon them like rain. It's about time someone knocks them off that pedestal they stand on, someone to crush their pillars of faith. Someone like me. A villain. It's perfect. I'll be the undoing of heroes. ≠ disclaimer: very much needs to be edited, very much needs to be less corny and very much needs to be entirely rewritten by me. if you approach it as a goofy, corny, old 2015-esque superhero book then it'll be a great time. i'll be honest and say there are no pulitzers here. completed ✓ highest rank in sf: #9 cover: @narwhelly

Author: Hyuuga Natsu English Translation by: AuriCa Indonesian Translation by: L-11ri Sinopsis: Tersebutlah sebuah kota besar yang berada di tengah hiruk pikuk daratan China. Di dalam lingkup kerajaan, ada seorang gadis. Gadis tersebut bernama Maomao, seorang apoteker yang berasal dari distrik kenikmatan, saat ini berkerja sebagai pelayan di istana bagian dalam. Si gadis, yang meyakini bahwa dirinya tidak termasuk dalam kategori cantik, selalu berusaha rendah diri sambil menanti masa kontrak berkerjanya habis. Ia yakin bahwa dirinya tidak akan pernah "dikunjungi" oleh sang Raja. Hingga, ia mendengar desas desus mengenai umur pendek anak-anak sang Raja. Mendengar kedua anak sang Raja yang mampu bertahan hidup ternyata sakit parah, Maomao memulai penyelidikan untuk mengetahui penyebabnya- Notes: Disadur dari terjemahan Bahasa Inggris Creative Novels [https://creativenovels . com/novel/kusuriya-no-hitorigoto/] Terjemahan ini tidak bersifat mengambil profit dalam bentuk apapun dan murni dilakukan untuk melatih kosakata Bahasa Inggris yang sudah lapuk serta Bahasa Indonesia yang terbatas.

[Completed] A short shoujo fluff Modern Chinese story. Wen Jia was a doctor at a hospital with a floor dubbed "Hell's Floor". The thing that made Hell's Floor different from other floors was that every patient at Hell's Floor acted as if they were from a cliché Chinese drama. Lost memories, evil stepsisters, swapped at birth revelations... You name it, the doctors and nurses at Hell's Floor had seen it. Hence, when Wen Jia was sent there to be an attending doctor for one of the patients, she wasn't very keen. A short fluff novel. *art not mine