My next novel will be either I Only Wanted to Make Money at First or You've Fallen Under My Spell. It is expected to launch in mid-December. Adorable readers, feel free to click into my author page and add it to your collections!
A scheming male lead with many secret identities and a flair for drama vs. a flirtatious, haughty "bad girl"
Wan Zhen thought her consort was too proper and dull, and married life was as bland as water. So she laid it out for him: "Let's get a divorce. You can't give me the life I want."
The consort gave her a long look and signed the divorce papers without a word.
Wan Zhen began looking for new lovers. The first was a wandering martial artist who had shared hardships with her; the second was an ascetic Buddhist monk... She gave each of them a token and told them to take it to the princess's manor in the capital for an audience in a month.
But as the encounters piled up, she began to sense something was off. Why did all these new lovers seem so much like her former consort?
For instance, one day, while she was fooling around with one of them, she suddenly thought the way he held her... felt just like him, and accidentally called him by the wrong name.
They both froze.
She was about to send him away so she could be alone, but he defied her and slowly trapped her in the bed curtains, roughly pulling out
several tokens.
Holding down her feeble struggles with one hand, he gritted his teeth and tore off the
mask on his face.
He smiled faintly. "Does the princess still remember me?"
Wan Zhen stared at the handsome, otherworldly face beneath the mask. Her "proper" former consort now seemed to have a hint of wickedness about him. She suddenly understood: she kept seeing his shadow everywhere because all of them were played by the same person. Of course they seemed alike!
She was shocked and stunned, then seized by fury at having been played. "You'll never set foot in the princess's manor again!"
Song Hengshu had admired the princess for years and had finally won her hand, but she disliked his feigned gentle nature and insisted on divorcing him and finding new lovers.
He signed the divorce papers, but her new lovers would never be anyone but him.
P.S. One-on-one romance, no angst.
P.P.S. The male lead's aliases appear in the chapter titles. Each secret identity lasts around 40,000 to 50,000 words.
Coming soon: You've Fallen Under My Spell
An icy, unhinged man vs. a sharp-tongued, cold-hearted woman
"That's how it is," A Yao said, lifting the handsome face of the cool young man, twisted by pain. "You've been poisoned by my Gu. From now on, you're the dog at my feet."
Full blurb:
A Yao took a fancy to a handsome young man who had been brought back to her stronghold in chains. He was cold and solitary, and even though he was imprisoned, he still carried himself with pride and refused to bow his head. But she had a particular fondness for breaking the pride of men who wouldn't obey.
The love Gu tormented him until he was at death's door, and A Yao was the only cure for his suffering. It took her just one year to train him into a loyal dog devoted to her. He suffered only for her and felt desire only for her.
But she never expected that even a loyal dog might turn on its master. The young man destroyed her Gu, took her captive, and repaid her cruelty many times over.
Only when she was imprisoned in the palace and trapped on the bed did she realize that the man she had provoked was no fallen stray dog, but a hidden dragon from the depths.
The former Crown Prince Pei Lin disappeared by accident. A year later, he returned with a vengeance, purged the court in blood, and reclaimed the throne.
He took no empress and accepted no concubines. The palace staff only knew that a foreign woman was hidden away in the inner court. They could hear her quiet sobs and gasps each night, but Pei Lin never let anyone see her.
A Yao resented him, feared him, and eventually began begging him. She wanted to go home and promised never to provoke him again.
He moved closer and whispered a shocking secret in her ear: that Gu had been dead from the very beginning.
Blurb written: 2024 04 20
Theme: Of course, loving someone means loving all of them.
For advance collection of "The Days Living with Ghosts", please click into the column and click to add it to your favorites~ White-cut, black dramatist, ghost male protagonist x money-obsessed, salty-fish female protagonist Ever since he answered the strange call, Qin Xun knew that he had met a ghost. She didn't take it seriously at first, so what if it was a ghost? Could her grievance be greater than that of a migrant worker like her? But a sudden car accident closely connected her to a strange box. Since then, the dark shadow on the sofa, the TV turned on in the middle of the night, the inexplicable decrease in snacks... She sadly accepted the reality, and she could no longer get rid of this ghost. The only good thing is that this ghost has no ill intentions towards her. He just loves to watch TV, play games, and likes a cold environment. Basically, all the electrical appliances in the house must be running 24 hours a day. Looking at the soaring electricity bill, she finally couldn't bear it anymore: If you continue to be a freeloader like this, I'll find someone to mess with you! The picture on the TV flashed, and a line of bloody small words appeared: But I have no money. Qin Xun: Don't you know how to work to pay off your debts?! Ghost is a little confused, work? What is that? Qin Xun just said it casually in anger, but unexpectedly everything changed soon: The annoying boss cried and begged her for help, the colleagues who had bullied her cried bitterly and begged her for forgiveness, and there were even celebrities wearing sunglasses who came to her door and offered high prices to beg her for help... The boss said that his wife, who had been dead for many years, was back; a colleague said that the newly bought house was haunted by ghosts; and the celebrity said that the little ghost he raised had a backlash. Qin Xun was confused: "But what does this have to do with me?" They raised their mobile phones, and above was the text message she sent: "I know you have encountered something dirty recently, v. I will take care of it for 500,000 yuan." Qin Xun:… She has never sent such a text message before, this is definitely a trick of that ghost. She went home and asked him: "What on earth did you do?" The ghost is very innocent: "50w is not enough? You can add more." Qin Xun: "Do you think what they encountered can be solved by me? Can I make this money?" While playing the game, the ghost replied to her: "Just go, you'll make money." Unexpectedly, her ghost roommate was no good at playing games, but he was very good at dealing with his own kind. When the money arrived one after another, she felt like she was dreaming, and this was just the beginning. She became more and more skillful in cooperating with him. She was responsible for playing the role of the magic stick, and he was responsible for cleaning up the resentful spirits. In just a few years, her worth and status soared. But problems also arise: One day, she brought her new boyfriend home, and before she even took out the key, the door was opened. He appeared completely in front of her for the first time. He was different from other ghosts. He was very clean and handsome, but there was a hole in his chest, which was obviously the cause of his death. He smiled and asked the little boyfriend who was trembling with fear, "What are you doing holding my girlfriend in your arms?"