After Locking Away Love, My Lover from a Past Life Comes Knocking

Coming soon: Contemporary romance, "The Obsessed, Possessive True Heiress" Currently serializing: "The Fish Ran Away from the Possessive Queen Bee" [Good-for-Nothing Sword Keeper: Ru Qian] X [Powerful Sword Spirit: Mo Jie] Blurb: Born into prestigious families, Ru Qian had exceptional talent and a fated bond with the divine sword Mo Jie. Yet she was the most miserable of them all. Not only had she lost her spiritual root and become a good-for-nothing, but Mo Jie had also become a broken sword. When they first met, The sword spirit Mo Jie hid her identity and asked Ru Qian for a kiss, hoping to win her over and make her willingly let Mo Jie possess her. But Ru Qian had already decided that this ghost harbored evil intentions. Ru Qian was always on guard around the female ghost who wanted to possess her, but sooner or later, anyone could let their guard down. As she slept soundly, a cold hand rested on her cheek, and kisses fell over every inch of her skin like a gentle rain. Ru Qian kicked Mo Jie away. "Want to possess me? Dream on." Mo Jie's ghostly figure hovered in the air as she licked her lips. "More than possessing you, I want to be with you." Much later... Ru Qian sidled up to Mo Jie and lightly traced her palm. "I had a nightmare last night. An evil ghost chased me for dozens of miles, then dragged me into a grove." Mo Jie glanced at her, the corners of her mouth curving upward. "Oh? Did the ghost tear out your tendons and skin you, or break your bones and swallow you whole?" Ru Qian threaded her fingers through Mo Jie's, her voice growing husky. "If you were that ghost, big sister, which would you choose?" Mo Jie tightened her grip and replied with righteous seriousness, "I suppose I'd have to enter little sister's dreams and investigate to find out." Ru Qian smiled to herself. "Then I'll be waiting for you in my room tonight, big sister. Don't stand me up." ---------Coming Soon--------- A pampered fake heiress, desperately starved for love, VS a real heiress who clawed her way through adversity and has a possessive streak. Reader's guide: This story is full of old-fashioned melodrama, and the writing is kindergarten-level. You don't need to tell me if you drop it. The leads are each other's only partners. Shen Jiayan knows Su Sui is a yandere, and that's why she falls in love with her. They dote on each other. (Will add other content warnings if I think of any.) Blurb saved on July 10, 2022. Shen Jiayan never imagined she'd end up in such a sorry state. Three years ago, she was the heiress of the Shen family, the leading real estate family in M City. She'd been pampered and privileged since birth, and on top of that, she was fair-skinned, beautiful, and elegant. There was nothing she couldn't have. Her favorite toy was named Su Sui. Su Sui obeyed her in everything. Whatever Shen Jiayan wanted, Su Sui would come running, without limits or dignity. No matter how badly she was humiliated, she would only wipe the blood away and smile at Shen Jiayan innocently. But what goes around comes around. In a single moment, Su Sui became the real daughter of the Shen family, while Shen Jiayan was cast out and left homeless. Falling from heaven into hell, Shen Jiayan had nothing left and was so destitute she had to sleep on the street. She had thought Su Sui would take revenge, humiliate her, or even kill her. Instead, Su Sui greeted her with lavish hospitality. Faced with a steady stream of clothes and jewelry, Shen Jiayan gritted her teeth. "What exactly do you want?" Su Sui's gaze darkened. Her hand caressed Shen Jiayan's hair with boundless tenderness. "It's your turn to be the toy." * No one knew that on countless nights, Su Sui would cradle the wineglass Shen Jiayan had used, smelling it again and again, kissing the mark her lips had left behind. Her gaze grew more and more infatuated, then excited. A pampered fake heiress, desperately starved for love, VS a real heiress who clawed her way through adversity and has a possessive streak. Theme: No matter how cruel the world may be, you must keep a kind heart.