In the first world she transmigrated into, Song Jia accidentally killed the original host and made the monarch so insane with grief that the whole world was destroyed with him. Her boss then declared after she went back to the modern world: "No salary for six months!" Song Jia: (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ In the second world she transmigrated into, Song Jia had to raise a cute little bun and thought that her job this time would be easy. In the end, the cute little bun became a sadistic killer that could solemnly say to her, "Just push me below you and take advantage of me." Her boss: "..." Song Jia: "..." [Original story] [Cover image not mine.] Highest Ranking: #1 yandere #1 ancient china #1 obsessed

Volume II In the first world she transmigrated into, Song Jia accidentally killed the original host and made the monarch so insane with grief that the whole world was destroyed with him. Her boss then declared after she went back to the modern world: "No salary for six months!" Song Jia: (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ In the second world she transmigrated into, Song Jia had to raise a cute little bun and thought that her job this time would be easy. In the end, the cute little bun became a sadistic killer that could solemnly say to her, "Just push me below you and take advantage of me." Her boss: "..." Song Jia: "..." A thousand skies later, the blackened male god pressed Song Jia against the wall and finally whispered into her ear. "Caught you." [Original story] [Cover image not mine.]

Shi Sheng ( Arc 5) Eat Your Medicine , You Dunce This is not my story , not my work. #Credit to original owner. #Credit to Wordpress .com

What do you do when you wake up pregnant and without memories? I woke up after the car accident unable to recall who I was, where I was and why I was in the hospital in the first place. There was just him. The dedicated husband who stood vigil the whole time I was confined. But why is it that no matter how hard I tried I didn't see myself falling in love with such an intimidating man? And why was he unwilling to talk about anything before the accident that took my memories? Why won't he help me remember? Highest Rank in: ROMANCE #5 as of 7/19/2019 ROMANCE #10 as of 3/13/2019 GENERAL FICTION #1 as of 6/14/2019

She has been reborn. She has died during childbirth and, as a soul, she drifted in the living world only to see her daughter growing up in a rather sad condition. She prayed and begged the Creator to give her a second chance. She wanted to be there for her daughter even if she will have to continue living as an unwanted and unloved wife of a prominent general.

Being reborn-- ...I apologise. Being reincarnated as a villainess in the otome game: 'Happiness in the Future' with some memories of my past life intact, especially regarding this otoge, practically ruin my future to lead a happy life. "Hey, don't you think that rhyme somehow?" "It's ironic," "It's still good, right?" "Why don't you change it to: '-practically ruin my motivation to do anything in my life'?" "That's too truthful," "It's bad to lie too," Main-story: I have been reincarnated... as a love-rival's friend [This is an Original Story, not a Fanfiction or Translation]

[[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. -----------------

[The one who gives must be willing.] [The one who receives must be unwilling.] [A soul for a soul.] Mayu was a survivor. She had lived in the forsaken world, and the worlds beyond. Continuously treading on top of blood and corpses, she was already numb to tears and losses. A soul for a soul. He was willing to give. She was unwilling to receive. But the pact had been fulfilled. The requirements were met. She returned to that day. The day the sky fell. *** *** *** Runexi's notes: Original work. Please note that the chapters are unedited, as this is just a side project that I intend to update sporadically. Read at your own risk.

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".

This is not mine. What would you say is the most valuable thing in this world? A mountain of gold and silver. Wrong. Then what is it? The return of the prodigal son. Author: Twentine Translator: One Second Spring