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Madly flirting with my stepbrother

In her previous life, Xia Weiyi secretly loved Si Juan. But until her death, she didn't dare to express her love to him. After her death, her soul lingered, staying by his side every day. She saw him eating alone, bathing and swimming by himself, not dating any girlfriends, and refusing arranged marriages. On her death anniversary, he would send a rose, making her fantasize that perhaps he liked her. Reborn, Si Juan remained reserved and elegant, indifferent and cold-blooded. Meanwhile, Xia Weiyi was no longer timid and bravely pursued him. "Si Juan, I have nowhere to live. Can I stay at your place? Just for one night." The man stared at the delicate girl before him, his expression indifferent: "My house never keeps others." Xia Weiyi lay on his big bed, her fingers hooking his black shirt: "Just treat me as your woman." The man elegantly pulled off his black shirt: "...Good idea." In truth, the seemingly cold and untouchable him had already fallen for her, even earlier than she had. He lured her into falling, teaching her hand in hand how to pursue himself. ********* Xia Weiyi's secret crush was discovered, and everyone cursed her as a little vixen raised by a big vixen. She stood in the pouring rain, waiting for Si Juan. Upon learning the news, he flew back from abroad on a private plane and gently picked her up: "Come with me, I'll marry you." "But, Si Juan, no one will bless us." The elegant and noble him revealed a mad glint in his eyes: "I will make them kneel and bless us." He held a grand wedding for her, with guests filling the hall. She was held in his arms and kissed, receiving the blessings of millions...
miss_imperfect · 4.7k Views

The Bigshot's Superstar Wife

Athena, Earth’s most glamorous and ruthless assassin, met her end on her final mission. She succeeded in eliminating the world’s most powerful Mafia leader with her bare hands, but it came at the ultimate cost, her own life. Or so she thought. Instead of death, Athena awakens in the body of Athena Demerin, a rising celebrity in the Interstellar Era of the Andromeda Galaxy. As the cherished granddaughter of the Northern Duke of planet Asenus, the original Athena had worked tirelessly to carve out a path to stardom, until her untimely death. Now, the new Athena has inherited this body, along with its unresolved mysteries. But before she can piece together the truth, she faces another shocking revelation, she is already married. Her husband? Major General Mors Jericho, the galaxy’s most brilliant young warrior, feared and revered across the stars. Yet beneath his powerful exterior lies a secret identity, one that could shake the foundations of the empire. Just as Athena begins to navigate her new life, balancing interstellar fame, hidden enemies, and a dangerously attractive husband, war erupts for the imperial throne. But when the battlefield turns against her, she falls unconscious… and wakes up back on Earth. Earth is no longer the world she once knew. The apocalypse is on the horizon, and she has only a short time before chaos consumes everything. Yet the greatest shock of all? The target she thought she had killed… is still alive. As she fights to survive in a crumbling world, technology advances in ways no one expected. When the dust settles, humanity rises anew, and so does Athena. But when she finally returns to the interstellar world, her husband is no longer her husband. Mors Jericho, the man who once stood by her side, is now her coldest enemy. Faced with a war spanning galaxies, an empire teetering on the edge, and a love that turned into hatred, Athena must forge her own path. Will she reclaim what was lost? Or will the man who once called her his wife be the one to end her? [Note: A fearless heroine + unpredictable twists + interstellar battles + a galaxy full of secrets, dive into an action-packed adventure where love and war collide beyond the stars! MC IS NOT FRAGILE!]
Jiuxianzhi · 706.2k Views

Fated Traveler

This is a work of historical fiction. While it features real historical figures, their portrayals, dialogues, and personal lives are purely imaginative. No disrespect is intended toward the historical personas; they are cast here as actors in a fictional drama created for entertainment purposes. In ninth-century Baghdad, Aisha bint Al-Fadl, daughter of a powerful wazir, moves among the halls of her father’s palace, where opulence is matched only by strict rules and quiet family intrigues. Every gesture, every word carries weight, and missteps are noticed. Half a millennium later, in 2024 Indonesia, Ruqayyah, a teenage girl at a pesantren, navigates a life of simplicity and routine, far from wealth or politics. Her world is calm, orderly, and predictable—until it is not. Without warning, a force beyond understanding intertwines their fates: their souls are swapped, and each is thrust into a life they do not recognize. In unfamiliar bodies, they must learn new languages, customs, and expectations, all while obeying a law whose rules are strict and mysterious—one misstep could cost more than they can imagine. There is one command above all: anyone who marries in a body that is not their own brings a curse upon themselves and their descendants, everlasting and unyielding. Yet their final mission is clear: to earn the deep, true love of the men they desire. How can they accomplish this—when they are forbidden to marry? As feelings rise in worlds that are not theirs, a grim question looms: who will bear the curse, and how far will fate stretch before it snaps? Watching from the shadows, a silent presence monitors every step. Patient, exacting, and unseen, it waits for the moment when their decisions will set a destiny that cannot be undone.
Syh_Mutiara · 29.3k Views

HEARTS & FANGS

||-Ongoing-|| 'I hate you! I hate you! I'll never be the wife that you deserve!' 'I do not want the wife that I deserve Cassiopeia because it is you that I want.' 'Then,' she hesitated for only a moment, 'I'll never be a wife still yet yours!' she promised him. 'Say that again,' he told her in a hard angry voice, 'and face the rowen,' he dared her. Despite the threat, she climbed out of bed and went to him. She tilted her head to look challengingly at him with her sharp green tear stained eyes. 'I will never be a wife much less yours,' she repeated in a terminal raspy but rather confident voice. He stared at her for a long time, internally simmering. The tension in the bedroom thickened greatly. Silence reigned as their stare down intensified. All in the room stood in trepidation, awaiting his eppy. 'Everyone,' he ordered in a calm yet jussive voice that betrayed the extremity of his anger. 'Out!' he finished. They all festinated out, skedaddling away as quickly as they could before anyone of them suffered from transfer of aggression. And when the door closed with a small click sound behind them, he drew her to him unexpectedly. 'You are mine,' he simply told her with surety before he lipped her. --- She knew nothing, except that she wanted out, away from him-the beast. She knew not what she wanted, especially with a damaged head and fragmented memories. But, she just knew that she wanted nothing -absolutely nothing- to do with the monster that always left her in perplexity. --- He wasn't what she thought he was. He was what she would never dream to think. He was a part of her and she was a part of him. He would never let her go. She must be there, with him, under his spell, wrapped around his thumb lest everything would go wrong. And if it did, he was the only person who could try, mean try to put it back in place. For with her, nothing wrong could ever be right.
OmaPhinaPhire · 80.5k Views