Night of Mercy

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Next novel / Upcoming: Love Addiction / To the Melody. Blurbs below.

In the summer she turned eighteen, Ye Ci met Wen Ye for the first time.

At her mother's instruction, they would be living together from then on.

She tentatively called him, "Big Brother."

Through the pale haze of smoke, his brief, contemptuous gaze trampled Ye Ci's pride underfoot with ease.

"I don't deserve to be called that."

-

At twenty, Wen Ye was at the height of his fame. Beneath his languid, lazy eyes lay an unruly wildness, the kind that could stir up a thousand-foot wave in anyone's heart with just one glance.

Living under someone else's roof, Ye Ci never forgot the distance between them, though she couldn't help sneaking a few glances at him in secret.

She thought of it as a secret of youth, one that no one would ever discover.

Years later, Ye Ci was no longer the timid, cautious girl she had been, while Wen Ye remained as untouchable as ever.

On the night they met again, he cornered her step by step until she had nowhere left to retreat.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wen Ye's low, husky voice was steeped in magnetic intimacy, drawing them ever closer.

Ye Ci held her breath, her heartbeat pounding against her eardrums. "I..."

Moonlight fell in patches across her face through the blinds. Amid the cool shivers, Wen Ye's sigh seemed to come from the edge of the world.

"Just looking isn't enough."

-

The endless night is silent, with no merciful moonlight.

The glances she cast his way in the dead of night finally taught him tenderness.

Before dawn, beg her to grant me one merciful night.

Sleazy, suave playboy & innocent, sweet girl

No blood relation; playboy turns over a new leaf; those who require chaste characters, please don't read; happy ending~

Love Addiction: Dark, possessive puppy x radiant older woman

Investment prodigy x art restorer

"I'm addicted to love." - Chen Yan

When Chen Yan was brought home, Nan Zhen thought he was a poor, unfortunate boy.

His family had been destroyed overnight, and the house was a mess. The frail young man stood at the heart of the storm, his bloodshot eyes sharp with disheveled misery.

She sympathized with his coldness, understood his gloom, indulged his silence, and was pleased by his obedience.

Until one damp, rainy night, she was trapped in a cramped room. The man in front of her gripped her chin, dark currents swirling in his gloomy eyes. Chen Yan asked in a dangerous whisper, "How can you look at someone else, Sister?"

Only then did Nan Zhen realize that the obedience he showed was nothing but an act.

Beneath that mask, Chen Yan was obsessive and mad.

Nan Zhen avoided him for six years.

When they met again, he was no longer the homeless boy he had once been.

The man who stood before her, his boyishness gone, was a stranger, tall and strong. His dark, stubborn eyes brimmed with such fierce longing that it nearly swallowed her whole. "You can't run away this time."

-

Everyone in the industry knew that the famous investment magnate of S City was cold-blooded, ruthless, and untouchable.

But no one knew he had long since been poisoned.

For the past six years, the poison called Nan Zhen had sunk into his bones and spread through his body.

In the silent darkness, Chen Yan greedily caressed the face beside him on the pillow, the face he had thought about day and night. Over and over, he begged hoarsely, "Look at me."

Nan Zhen cried and hurt, cursing him for being crazy.

Yes, Chen Yan was crazy.

He went mad when Nan Zhen led him home and gently wiped the grime from his face; when he hid in the shadows, watching her smile at someone else one night; when Nan Zhen grabbed his hair and cursed him in frustration.

Chen Yan went mad.

Completely mad.

Mad with addiction.

His addiction was a love for Nan Zhen he could never overcome.

In his hoarsest voice, he spoke of his deepest desire: "Nan Zhen, have you ever been addicted to anything? I have."

*Only you can cure this addiction.

To the Melody: Obsessive magnate x cool, dazzling beauty

Textile industry tycoon x gifted designer

The comment Jiang Yin heard most often growing up was, "You're too beautiful. Your life is bound to be unlucky."

She heard it so often that she came to believe it.

Until one day, in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, a man sat with his legs crossed elegantly. His faintly amused expression held the aloof disdain and coolness of someone used to being in power. "You believe in fate?"

"The facts speak for themselves."

"What if I told you I could defy heaven and change your fate?"

Jiang Yin smiled faintly. "At what cost?"

"A three-year contract. It ends when the term is up."

-

Everyone in N City knew that the sole heir to the Shen family was born into privilege, unmatched in looks, and exceptionally shrewd and intelligent.

It was a pity that he had been deaf from birth. He was aloof, abstinent, and disliked socializing.

When people suddenly saw him with someone, they assumed it was nothing but a fleeting fling that would soon end.

They never knew that one night, while Jiang Yin was studying abroad, she reminded someone that their contract was over and they should part ways.

The next morning, someone knocked on her door. Outside stood a travel-worn man, his cool aura like the cold snow on a mountain, yet his lowered gaze burned with intensity.

"I'm here to renew our contract."

Jiang Yin, worn out and barely able to move: Cold, abstinent, and hates socializing?

Ha.

He's clearly petty, vindictive, and devious!

-

Before meeting Jiang Yin, Shen Yuzhi's greatest pleasure was standing on the roof of his family's skyscraper, watching the traffic below.

After meeting her, his greatest pleasure became listening to her beg for mercy by his ear.

Their tender passion coursed through his right ear and his body, even making his useless, empty left ear feel faintly hot.

*Love is silent, yet deafening.

Theme: Love freely, and let your beloved be free