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The Duke's Pampered Darling is So Scheming

Ye Chutang, the heir of an Ancient Medical Family, toiled her entire life, only to die unexpectedly just as she was about to take over. Reborn into a new life, all she wants is to be a salted fish and laze her life away. Who knew she would start with a critical blow: her parents and eldest brother were assassinated, leaving her and three children behind. Her third brother was gravely injured, her fourth brother was in a coma, and there was a nursing baby crying out for food. She weighed the cold corn bun in her hand and looked up at the sky in despair; one person dragging along three, this hand of cards was so bad it would be better to start over. The Little Milk Group tugged on her pant leg. "Hungry." Ye Chutang: "..." Get up and get to work! Ye Chutang's plan was perfect: raise the children, then retire to live out her days. But as it turned out, a certain man would not let her have her way. "Second Miss Ye, you've delayed me for so many years. You ought to give me an explanation." Ye Chutang: "6." You were the one who lingered at my door and refused to leave back then, and now it has become my fault? The Ye Family became extraordinary: The Ye Family's third son is the dynasty's top scholar, the Ye Family's fourth son is renowned in the Northwest for his great military achievements, and the Ye Family's Fifth Miss has a business empire that spans the world, her wealth rivaling a nation's. Only Second Miss Ye of the Ye Family, busy raising her younger siblings, had unknowingly grown older, her marriage prospects becoming a worry. Until one day, the all-powerful Duke Dingbei, Shen Yanchuan, arrived with a ten-li-long bridal procession to marry her. Ye Chutang was silent for a long time. "This time, you're in charge of the kids."
Zhan Xiye · 1.3m Views

His Crimson Obsession

At fourteen, Eiravyne was branded by her father. She believed it was punishment for her flaws: her lack of beauty, her weakness, her unworthiness. Years later, after the slaughter of her entire family, Eiravyne learns the horrific reality: the burn was not born of cruelty alone, but part of a ritual, one that bound her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, a cold and power-hungry Duke her family taught her to fear. Forced into engagement with the merciless Duke, Eiravyne is thrust into a world of dark politics and ruthless ambition. Her already fractured identity is torn further apart when she discovers that the family who raised her were not her blood. She is the last living heir of the Sangrevers, a feared and hated bloodline known for their seductive cunning, their hunger for power, and their destruction at the king’s command. But amid the betrayal and manipulation stands Urag Romani , the King's Sorcerer, her childhood friend, the only person she ever trusted . Like her, Urag was raised under the cruelty of her mother. Like her, he bears invisible scars. Fiercely loyal, yet wrapped in mystery. To survive, she must embrace the darkness of her lineage(her potent blood) or be destroyed by it. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, enemies to lovers, childhood friends to lovers ,obssessive male lead, a lot of intimacy,powerful couple. Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .
Isaac_black · 470.8k Views

My Lovely Cartel

For several seconds, I forgot how to breathe. My mother stood in the doorway, a gun held steadily in her right hand. Her dark hair was shorter than I remembered from the photographs, and a thin scar crossed her cheek. But her eyes were unmistakable. My eyes. “Elena,” she whispered. The sound of my name coming from her lips nearly broke me. I took one hesitant step forward. “Mom?” Her expression crumpled for a fraction of a second before she raised her weapon again. “Don't come any closer.” I stopped. Behind me, Adrian moved slightly, positioning himself between me and the open vault. My mother noticed immediately. “Adrian Moretti,” she said coldly. “Of course you're here.” He raised his hands, keeping them away from his gun. “Mrs. Reed.” “Don't call me that.” “Then tell us what we should call you.” She ignored him, her attention fixed on me. “You shouldn't have come here.” I laughed, although there was nothing funny about the situation. “That's your opening line? You disappear for my entire life, turn up with a gun, and tell me I shouldn't have come?” Pain flashed across her face. “You don't understand.” “Then explain it to me!” The words burst from my mouth before I could stop them. “Where were you? Why did Dad tell me you were gone? Why did everyone let me believe you abandoned me?” My mother lowered her weapon slightly. “Your father didn't want you to know what happened.” “Convenient.” “Elena—” “No. You don't get to say my name like you have any right to comfort me.” Silence filled the vault. For the first time, her gun began to tremble. “I never abandoned you,” she whispered. “I stayed away because the people who killed your father were looking for you. If they believed I was dead, they would stop searching for both of us.” “And you thought leaving me alone was protecting me?” “I thought it was the only way to keep you alive.” I shook my head. “Everyone keeps saying that. Adrian said it. My father wrote it. Now you say it. Apparently, the only way to love me is to lie to me.” Adrian looked down. My mother closed her eyes briefly. “You have every right to hate me.” “Good. At least we agree on something.” A distant explosion shook the warehouse. Dust fell from the ceiling. Lucian hurried toward the entrance. “We need to leave. The countdown must have triggered another mechanism.” My mother immediately pointed her gun at him. “Stay where you are.” Lucian froze. “Who activated the explosives?” Adrian demanded. My mother looked at him. “Marcus.” “Marcus is outside?” “He's been watching this place from the beginning.” Adrian swore and moved toward the doorway. My mother fired a shot into the floor in front of him. “Don't move!” He stopped, his expression murderous. “You've got about three seconds to explain why I shouldn't put a bullet through your shoulder.” “Because Marcus has your brother's blood on his hands, and he's about to make sure you join him.” A second explosion thundered overhead. The lights flickered. My mother turned to me. “There's a tunnel behind the filing cabinets. It leads to the docks. Take Adrian and Lucian and get out.” I stared at her. “What about you?” “I have something to finish.” “No.” Her eyes widened. I stepped toward her despite the weapon in her hand. “You don't get to disappear again. Not after everything.” For a moment, she looked like she might cry. Then she reached into her coat and pulled out a small silver object. My pendant. She tossed it toward me. I caught it instinctively. “The key inside that pendant opens a second compartment in the vault,” she said. “Your father left something there specifically for you.” I looked down at the necklace. “What is it?” “The truth about who ordered his death.” Adrian went completely still. My mother turned toward him. “And the truth about what your father did before he died.” His face hardened. “What does that mean?” She looked at him with an expression I couldn't decipher. “Anth
DityaR_ · 22.5k Views

Help: The Mysterious Grand Duke is in Love with Me

“You will marry him and you will go with him today,” Dutton's words echoed through the room as Evangeline sat on the floor, touching her face. Her cheek stung with intense pain from a fierce slap as she looked up at her father daring not to respond. He pulled her up off the floor by the collar of her snowy blue dress. Forcing her to look into his eyes. “I'm not asking you anymore, I'm telling you, the offer he made is worth more than your entire life. The amount of gold he offered will pay off all my debts and leave me living comfortably for the rest of my life. You have no choice in the matter, you will marry him,” He demanded, his shouts stinging her ears. She raised her hand, weakly pushing on his chest. “I want to marry Cade, I have no interest in a man I barely know,” She cried, barely able to speak. “You have no choice,” He barked, grabbing onto her face, “You will marry who I tell you to marry. I've already accepted the dowry.” She whimpered in pain as he threw her to the ground. Her cheeks now revealing light bruising. “Father please,” She begged, crawling over to his legs, grabbing hold of them, “Please I want to be with Cade, don't make me go to a man I don't know. Don't make me marry someone else.” He kicked her off, sliding her across the floor. “That forest boy, you always talk about that forest boy. You know nothing about him, you have no idea of his origins, you say you love him but you've never seen his face because he hides from you. Only ever speaking to you from a distance, sometimes I wonder if he's even real or if you're just imagining things to get out of your duties as the daughter of a noble,” He snickered. “He's real,” She screamed, using up all her energy, “He's real and he loves me and I love him. I won't marry anyone else. I refuse, and if you make me go I'll make the Grand Duke wish he never asked for my hand in the first place.” “You're going Evangeline, you are going to live with His Royal Highness and you will behave yourself or else I'll come over there and make you behave,” He warned, towering over her, “This is an opportunity of a lifetime, you should be thanking me for helping you become a Royal instead you throw this tantrum and think I will put up with this nonsense? Well I won't! Not now, not ever. Now pack your things, the carriage will be here to take you before nightfall and you will go even if you have to be taken there kicking and screaming…”
Writergirl12340 · 18k Views

Shades Of The Exorcist's Smile

Lìngxiāo is the same boy Chóng Fēi believed he had killed indirectly by exposing him. Since the time Lìngxiāo was Eighteen, he has carried a strange condition that never lets him show pain or anger. As an independent exorcist with no controlling clan above him, he roams the land with three burning aims: to save the common people from darkness, to clear his own name—from his own father's murder—and to unravel the mystery behind the man who raised him before disappearing right after he learned to stand on his own. Was his father killed? Or was there something deeper than that? Who was that bloodless "uncle" who used to teach him what is distraction and what is destination? Were those teasing words—"A wave of pleasure"—something more than what he took too long to understand? Soon, his destiny took an unexpected turn. His hometown Yún Xi calls him back—not as who he used to be, but as a professional exorcist. A town haunted by a Red Robe Ghost, where no exorcist who answered the call has ever survived. When Lìngxiāo arrives, a silent surprise awaits him. The ghost is one groom or something else? why isn't his calculation matching? who hunts the heir this much? That heir is Chóng Fēi. He has spent more then seven years carrying the weight of a death he believes he caused—the death of Xiǎo Lìng, the boy who once protected him from his father's cruelty. He has spent years trapped between his father's control and the skull mummy who haunts his every step. Now, Chóng Fēi finds himself drawn to the mysterious, perpetually smiling exorcist. Something about Lìngxiāo feels familiar. Something about him makes Chóng Fēi want to trust—and want to run. He doesn't know that the man he's falling for is the same boy he's been mourning. During the investigation—through a ballad of needles and fear, all for the sake of keeping the heir alive—Chóng Fēi's one-sided longing grows into deep love. It becomes his reason to walk slower. To share belongings. To share his trauma. And Lìngxiāo, who has been searching for answers about his father and his uncle, begins to realize that the demonic energy haunting Yún Xi isn't just around him. It's around Chóng Fēi too. The ghosts are not the villains. They are victims of someone else—a mastermind who has been watching, waiting, pulling the strings. And there is more than one. The unknown one seems to be above the other. Can someone who roots for power and legacy move for the songbird whose nature is flying around, searching for his origin? And who even bothered enough to raise a hopeless boy without purpose—only to leave just when he had started to fly high and wanted to hear that simple "Do not worry, boy"? Let's find out on the surface of tears and smiles—which is not even the start or the end, but the middle of something far more complicated but ends into someone else's epic. It's slow burn and contains intimate scenes after chapter 100. Dark themes included but handled with care. (My babies are THE MEN this world requires so yeah, I believe you would fall in love with them!) Bonus book: For The Four Arms, One Soul [a book inspired by Chóng Fēi's shelf! say thanks to him for being such a story bug!] Status: On hiatus since October 2026 to the next 6 months. Extremely sorry for my sudden emergency. You don't have to worry. This book is not dropped. Feel free to love and support!
YanYeXin · 59.7k Views