Name: After I Was Reborn, My Archenemy Started Acting Strange
Author: Proud of Myself

Synopsis

Upcoming novels

"After Dreaming of My Fiancé's Older Brother" (Want to be my younger brother's wife? Dream on.) [Brother Steals Brother's Wife] [Now serializing, please add it to your favorites orz]

"She Won't Be His White Moonlight" (A twisted, obsessive mad dog steals another man's wife)

Please add to your favorites!! The blurbs are at the very end ↓↓↓

In her previous life, Song Shiyao married a husband who died young. Branded as a jinx, she struggled to survive in her husband's family, only to meet a miserable end.

Reborn, Song Shiyao has only two goals in life:

First, stay as far away as possible from her short-lived former husband, Wei Ran.

Second, crush her sworn enemy, Lu Huaixu, beneath her heel!

She managed to avoid Wei Ran, but somehow stumbled right into Lu Huaixu's clutches. Not only did she fail to trample him underfoot, all sorts of rumors about them began to spread, growing wilder by the day.

Song Shiyao was at a loss for words. Then one day, Lu Huaixu openly admitted to those "groundless rumors," and she was left utterly dumbfounded.

What was wrong with Lu Huaixu...?

Unable to figure it out, she searched through romance novels for a solution. After much effort, Song Shiyao finally understood:

In romance novels, when the hero likes the heroine, he always finds ways to torment and bully her. But she and Lu Huaixu were exactly the opposite: the sweeter his words, the more vicious his thoughts.

To keep her from getting the better of him, Lu Huaixu had even dragged himself into the mess. What a devious move!

Song Shiyao gritted her teeth, ready to meet his every move with one of her own. But one night, Lu Huaixu came to see her, emboldened by drink. "Yaoyao, Wei Ran has a short life ahead of him. Why not marry me instead?"

How shameless! Why didn't he say beforehand that this was the sort of trick he'd use?!

*

Lu Huaixu and Song Shiyao spent their lives as bitter rivals, but in the end, he couldn't protect her for a lifetime.

When he opened his eyes again, he made up his mind. Since Wei Ran was no good, he might as well steal her away.

But Song Shiyao kept interpreting every step he took forward according to the romance novels. At last, Lu Huaixu could take no more. He pleaded softly, "Yaoyao, stop reading those novels. Look at me instead."

Reading Guide:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads' firsts, happy ending

2. Both leads are reborn

3. Set in an imaginary world, so please don't scrutinize the details

Upcoming: "After Dreaming of My Fiancé's Older Brother"

[Stealing by force and cunning] [Profaning her fiancé's older brother every night]

Shen Xi was the illegitimate child everyone in the Shen family tacitly acknowledged, struggling to survive in the sprawling Shen estate.

She spent years plotting her escape, and finally her fiancé, the lifeline she had clung to, came to the estate in person to ask for their engagement.

Then a sudden high fever plunged Shen Xi into a bizarre, sensual dream. She couldn't make out the man's face, but they shared a bed and did all manner of intimate things.

Then it happened every night.

Each time, she woke up with burning cheeks, never knowing who the man was.

Until one day, she met the eyes of her fiancé's older brother.

Xie Chengyan was the picture of refined elegance, aloof and noble, like snow atop a lofty peak. Shen Xi never would have imagined that she had dreamed of doing such outrageous things with him. She could only feel that she had profaned him.

But Xie Chengyan's gaze was dark and deep as it settled on her, weighing her down until she dared not look up. "Are you afraid of me?"

Guilt-ridden, she avoided Xie Chengyan whenever she could.

But as the wedding date approached, the groom was changed.

Xie Chengyan held her by the nape of her neck, trapping her in a tiny space with an irresistible grip and forcing her to lift her head. His tone left no room for argument.

"This marriage can only be between you and me."

"You may hate me. We are destined to be entangled until death do us part."

*

Xie Chengyan first met Shen Xi in a dream, when she was not yet his younger brother's bride-to-be.

All he remembered was her delicate yet stubborn face as she leapt from a height, her sleeves whipping in the gale.

Ever since she entered his dreams, Xie Chengyan had been unable to sleep at night. Her crimson lips and snowy neck tormented what little reason he had left.

After wanting something for so long and never getting it, his delusions grew wild.

Now that the desire had taken root, he would simply take her.

*

Later, Xie Chengyan happened to learn about Shen Xi's unspeakable dreams.

Beneath warm gauze curtains, red candles flickered.

He loosely wrapped his arms around her, easily holding her in his embrace. Bending his head, he traced a finger lightly along her collarbone.

"In your dreams, when desire takes hold, are you just as afraid of me?"

"Xi'er, you dreamed of where I kissed you. Was it here... or here?"

Reading Guide:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads' firsts, happy ending

2. Forced pursuit and possession, melodrama warning

3. The hero is a noble, untouchable older brother at first, then turns into an obsessive, shameless dog

4. The heroine dreams of him; the hero dreams of entanglements from a past life

5. The career plot serves the romance. The characters aren't dumb; the author is. Just enjoy the ride

6. Set in an imaginary dynasty, so please don't scrutinize the details

Upcoming: "She Won't Be His White Moonlight"

[An obsessive, twisted mad-dog hero and a gentle, beautiful heroine who only seems to be another man's wife]

When Cheng Zhuoyan traveled to the capital with her husband to do business, she accidentally caught Lu Sui's attention.

Lu Sui was the Marquis of Dingyuan, a young favorite of the emperor, prosperous and prestigious, upright and self-disciplined.

Only when he looked at her did his gaze turn unexpectedly dark.

She later learned that Lu Sui had once been engaged to Meng Jingtang, the youngest daughter of Prince Duan. But the prince's family had died loyally for their country years ago, to the last member.

Meng Jingtang was the moon in his heart.

And Cheng Zhuoyan looked exactly like her.

She thought that was the only coincidence tying them together. But on the day she was to leave the capital, Lu Sui used ruthless methods to seize her husband.

In the dim light, Lu Sui bent toward her, stroking her cheek inch by inch with his fingertips. "I'll let him go, but you stay and be my wife."

"You're keeping me because I look like her, aren't you?"

Lu Sui's eyes darkened. The fingers gripping her chin suddenly tightened. "No."

Cheng Zhuoyan naturally didn't believe him.

She knew Lu Sui saw Meng Jingtang as a celestial being, a moon among the clouds, while she was no more than dirt beneath his feet, an unworthy weed. She could barely even pass as a substitute.

Yet she was ultimately forced to yield to him.

From then on, she lowered herself and was forced to imitate Meng Jingtang in everything, following Lu Sui's preferences.

But Lu Sui covered her eyes, his breath hot against her skin, his malicious teasing making her tremble with distress. His voice, however, was cold. "You have the looks, but not the spirit. She never acted like this."

*

Cheng Zhuoyan gritted her teeth and endured every taunt about her pathetic imitation. Sometimes she secretly pleaded, "Whether or not it's true, please forget her."

That was the only way she could find some peace.

Until one day, Lu Sui got blind drunk and caught her by the wrist in his haze. "Mingyou, don't go."

Mingyou was Meng Jingtang's childhood name.

Meng Jingtang would always be a mountain Cheng Zhuoyan could never climb over.

After plotting for many days, Cheng Zhuoyan finally escaped her cage and went home to find her husband.

But when she pushed open the door of the home she had been away from for so long, she saw the marquis's soldiers filling the courtyard, their armor glinting coldly in the snow.

Beyond the cold steel of their blades and spears stood one man with his hands behind his back, his face as still as water: Lu Sui.

That night, red candles flickering, he gripped her ankle tightly, his eyes fierce.

"These legs are so disobedient."

"You care about him so much? If you won't learn your lesson, then let them see with their own eyes who your husband is."

*

Lu Sui knew very well that every time Cheng Zhuoyan said "Forget her," she was saying goodbye to him.

But he refused.

The two of them could only part in death. They were never to part in life.

Reading Guide:

1. Both leads' firsts, happy ending

2. Forced pursuit and possession at first, then the hero suffers in pursuit of his wife. Melodrama warning

3. Neither lead is perfect