Cousins Are Off-Limits

Blurb: [Main story complete. Pirated copies are incomplete. This story only asks for a glass of lemonade. Thank you for your support!] [Little Liar x Truly Unhinged] [Forced Possession] When Gu Chengyin was ten, disaster struck his family, leaving him all alone. He sought refuge with the Duke of Enguo's household in Shangjing. Everyone bullied, ostracized, and mocked him. Only one little girl always smiled sweetly at him. When it was hot, she brought him a sachet to ward off mosquitoes. When it was cold, she brought him charcoal and quilts. And whenever others picked on him, she would stand up for him and speak out on his behalf. After passing the imperial examinations, the first thing Gu Chengyin did was plan to visit her family and ask for her hand in marriage. When the girl heard, she showed not the slightest delight. Instead, she was so shocked and flustered that she refused him over and over. Only then did Gu Chengyin realize that Lin Wenwen had never liked him. Everything she had done was merely to earn herself a reputation for kindness. Watching Lin Wenwen flee in panic, Gu Chengyin's hand slowly clenched beneath his wide sleeve. People loved to talk about the two beauties of the Lin family. The elder sister, Lin Qingqing, excelled at music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and was talented, proper, and courteous. As for the younger daughter, Lin Wenwen, apart from a face that could ruin a kingdom, there was nothing else to praise. At first, Lin Wenwen felt sad whenever she heard such things. As time went by, she seemed to care less. Then, by chance, she learned that Ning Xuan, the older brother she had admired since childhood, liked kindhearted women like her sister. Lin Wenwen was delighted. There were plenty of things she truly couldn't compete with her sister in, but perhaps she could try being kind. Unfortunately, she chose the wrong target. She should never have directed her feigned kindness at someone so cold and ruthless. In the swaying carriage, Lin Wenwen's eyes were red, and her expression was one of mortified anger, unlike anything Gu Chengyin had ever seen. She opened her mouth and scolded him: "Gu Chengyin, are you a mad dog?" Gu Chengyin gripped her chin hard. Looking at the red mark on her cheek, where blood was beginning to seep through, he said in a low voice, "Say it. You like Gu Chengyin." [Little Liar x Truly Unhinged] Reader advisory: 1. One-on-one romance, both leads sexually inexperienced, happy ending. 2. Old-school, melodramatic, forced-possession romance! 3. This really is a forced-possession story, so please be kind, be kind, be kind. If this isn't your kind of story, feel free to browse my other works. There are other genres to choose from! My new novel is underway. Thanks for supporting Break the Cage. Blurb: [Forced Possession] Yan Yi, Prince of Jing'an, is the most powerful and revered prince in all of Dong. He values power and talent, but is also moody and irascible. Strangely enough, his household is home to countless beautiful concubines, yet he never touches them. He treats them like playthings and gives them away on a whim. People privately speculate that Prince Jing'an prefers men. But what no one knows is that Yan Yi suffers from a strange illness: since childhood, he has been sensitive to touch and afraid of being touched. Song Zhihui clawed her way out of a pile of corpses. The daughter of a condemned official, she had fallen into a brothel. She had hoped to find a chance to leave, but instead ended up in Yan Yi's hands. From the first time she saw him, she understood perfectly: he was high above in the clouds, while she was no more than a blade of grass. She had no foolish hopes. She only wanted to live out her days in peace and safety. But she knew that once she was no longer useful, Yan Yi would never let her live, since she knew so many of his secrets. The first time Song Zhihui tried to escape, Yan Yi shot straight through her left shoulder without mercy. "Try it again, and I'll aim for your head." He looked down at her coldly. The second time she ran, Yan Yi kept his word in his own way: he tossed Zhao Ling's head in front of her. "Did you really think I didn't know he kept you at Chunbao Pavilion for three years?" His expression was sinister, his eyes utterly dark. The third time, when he dragged her back, his hands trembled as he clutched her tightly. He had always found her filthy, yet after that night, he became addicted to her, never satisfied. "Run again, and I'll be the one to collect your corpse." "Yes. This concubine won't run away again." Song Zhihui wasn't lying. The last time, she left on her own two feet. [Resilient, beautiful, highly intelligent courtesan x Mad prince who claims to hate her but can't resist her] Reader's guide: 1. The heroine has had previous partners; the hero has not. 2. Old-school, melodramatic, forced possession. Theme: Everyone is one of a kind.