Daughter of a Slave Lord

Please add my new upcoming apocalypse novel, [My Boyfriend Entrusted His Brother to Protect Me], to your collection. Please! Ping An transmigrated into a book titled The Slave King: Kill the Great Lord. The Great Lord was her father in the book. The Slave King was currently still her family's slave, but would soon rise up in revolt and become the Slave King, then turn around and have her and her father brutally executed. Supposedly, the male lead was born cold and cruel, and loved twisting his enemies' limbs into knots! Ping An glanced at her slender arms, the whip in her delicate hands, and the male lead she'd just beaten with it, who was now barely alive... If she apologizes now and treats him with care, is there still time? System: "Host, please don't break character. Follow the plot strictly: whip the male lead and trample him into the mud." Ping An: "Even if I'm asking for death, isn't this a bit too much...?" To escape her fate of being hanged, Ping An tried all kinds of things, including killing the male lead and selling him, but she failed every time. In the end, she came up with a terrible idea: she made the male lead her lover. Then, as if she had split personalities, she followed the System's instructions during the day, whipping and cursing the male lead, playing with him like a dog. At night, she would put on a pure white dress and go to his shabby, cramped room, gently kissing his horrifying scars. In a small, run-down house, she kept him company through one cold night after another. Heroes may fall for beautiful women, and she figured the same must be true of ambitious men. * Ares was born cold, and never felt strong emotions about the things around him. The Great Lord's beautiful daughter played with him like a dog, but he wasn't angry. She appeared in his shabby little house at night, trembling as she kissed him with timid care, but he wasn't particularly happy either. He let this beautiful young noblewoman, lovely as a rose, amuse herself at his expense. His younger brother said she was too dangerous and feared Ares would fall in love with her. Ares firmly said he wouldn't. But one day, she didn't come. He hadn't been waiting for her on purpose, but he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he went to her castle. In the candlelight, he saw her sleeping sweetly on the silk sheets. Ares looked away and gazed down at the muddy, uneven road from the castle to the slave camp. He suddenly wondered if he lived too far from her. Maybe she was tired. So the next day, he entered the arena and won a bag of gold coins, covered in blood, then traded them for a house closer to the castle. He thought, this way, she won't stop coming, will she...? * A prickly rose of a young lady VS a hulking, thick-skinned slave who gets stabbed and still wants to pick the flower. "She is the moon, so I want to become the night and make her mine." This will be my next book. Please visit my author page and add it to your collection! What Can I Do? My Sister-in-Law Is So Exquisitely Charming is written to suit the author's tastes: a forceful courtship, growing up in the shadows, coveting and taking what you want! It's good, trust me! Please add it to your collection! The advance collection is too small, so I really can't start writing it! Blurb. Shen Qingyan had a wonderful arranged marriage waiting for her. Her betrothed was called Shen Wuyan, elder brother to Shen Wuwei, the Marquis of Zhenbei. He was handsome and respectable, and knew a little poetry and music. His only flaw was that he liked Shen Qingyan's half-sister. The two were constantly flirting right under her nose. Shen Qingyan pretended she was blind, acting as if she saw nothing, and focused on getting married. After all, both of the Marquis of Zhenbei's parents were dead. The entire household consisted of the brothers, Shen Wuwei and Shen Wuyan. Once she married in, she would be the lady of the house, with no mother-in-law to torment her and no sisters-in-law to annoy her. Her younger brother-in-law, the Marquis of Zhenbei, was also highly capable, a powerful court official, and respectful and affectionate toward her. He did whatever she said. It was a marriage that would be hard to find even with a lantern, and Shen Qingyan was very pleased with it. Then, on the wedding day, the groom ran away! Shen Qingyan: "..." Had her wonderful marriage fallen through? She was furious, cursing up a storm beneath her veil. But then the groom's younger brother, her brother-in-law, the Marquis of Zhenbei, clutched the embroidered ball that had been meant for his elder brother. Ignoring the stunned guests, he said in a deep voice, "The Marquis of Zhenbei's household has no oath-breakers. The wedding will continue. I'll marry her!" Shen Qingyan: "..." Well, perhaps it hadn't fallen through completely... But just last night, her brother-in-law had climbed over the wall into her courtyard and told her: "My elder brother's conduct is unacceptable, but I'll keep him in line. Just marry into the family, sister-in-law. As long as I'm here, everyone in this household will put you first." So she'd gone from being a sister-in-law to being his wife? Everyone thought the Marquis of Zhenbei had married Shen Qingyan, two years his senior, just to clean up after his useless elder brother, and that he must have been deeply unwilling. But no one knew that this was the only time in his life the Marquis of Zhenbei had taken advantage of someone's misfortune for his own selfish desire. He forced that exquisitely charming young woman to nod and agree. His confession On the day she married his elder brother, Shen Wuwei sat alone in his study, clutching one of her cotton handkerchiefs in the dim room. A subordinate reported that his elder brother had been crouching by the wall for quite a while and seemed ready to run away from the wedding. He asked whether he should go and bring him back. Shen Wuwei remained silent, lifting his gaze to the festive red silk draped across the courtyard outside. He couldn't bring himself to say the words that would have stopped his brother. As his heartstrings trembled and the red silk stung his eyes, he heard himself say hoarsely, "My elder brother will know his limits. There's no need to keep watch." Shen Wuwei had never imagined he could be so shameless and despicable. But only Heaven knew how full of hope he was after saying those words. [My thoughts are filthy, my actions despicable. I know this goes against all reason and propriety. But I can't suppress the feelings filling my heart. When I wake in the middle of the night, when my will is weak, I even want to... want to prostrate myself at the hem of Sister's skirt and beg her to take pity on me, to grant my heart's desire.] Here's a little sweet story of mine that's already complete! Please visit my author page. [Transmigrated to Ancient Times to Raise a Tyrannosaurus] Delicate and soft, with an overwhelming cuteness factor of a sweet little girl A fierce, foolish brute with an overwhelming wife-doting factor, the Tyrannosaurus King Theme: Even when fate is set, you must have the courage to fight back