Chinesegirl Stories

Mingxia Song was a beautiful, wealthy, kind Chinese girl born in 1898 who was known for her outstanding looks. One day, she decided to move to Japan to slay demons. And that would change her life forever.

"Stupid ass jerk, replacing me with an ugly ass hoe that what? He met at a fucking club." I spat in thin air

Everytime i was looking back, i feel like i was watched but the most frightening things was that i was not able to see anyone. My breath was a mess , a chill run through my spin as i was running ,in this dark night. Out of breath i was when i got home. But when i got in my room , with messy clothes , covered in sweet a texto just popped in my notification "She is dead" So Alyssa Jones was like any average girl in their school, 16 years old, beautiful, kind, being a genius i class. She has six bestfriend who she has been friend with since kindergarten but yeah everything is not white. Like everypeople they have secrets but theirs ones have made them gone far two far and it got consequences so here is my second book that i will write actually my natal language is french so don't minds two much in you find some fault

When a lonely boy unexpectedly meets a girl, she helps him see the world in a different light and his life is transformed. As they grow closer, he begins to question whether he can bear to be without her.

Chuntian is just a normal young girl who's in love with a tall, young, and a good looking man. Everyday, she would visit him and spend their time together. They seem happy with each other, but there's a wall that keep them from being together. It's just that, she's in love with a monk...

This isn't fiction of any sort. Someday, this may be impossible, but I just have small hopes of someday finding and blood related relatives. . . . I was adopted from the Guangdong Province, from an orphanage in Gaozhou in 2002. With the name of Pan ziBei. Now I have an English name given to me from my adopted parents. Also, I am sorry, I am not the most well written person, this is more of a diary type thing than novel..

That night by the swan lake, I understood what it means that the moon is reflected not only in the water [...] in the surface of love as well. I couldn't look away from her sparkling eyes and the bright reflection of the moonlight in them. She was just gorgeous. Then I realised that I'm completely fucked up. ||||| About two confused girls, from completely different worlds, trying to find themselves every night by the lake, looking at the moon, trying to get their shit up.