With Regards, Wishing You a Peaceful Winter

Coming soon in my collection: the Western fantasy urban novel "Great! My Wife Is a Dragon" and the urban novel "The Snow Mountain's Devotee." Please roll around and add them to your favorites!

Blurb:

[Arrogant, aloof, sensitive younger woman who longs for love] * [Down-on-her-luck, alluring, flirtatious, gorgeous older woman]

1.

Mo Han first met Wen Xueyi in a smoky, chaotic bar alley.

The stunning woman wore a thin outfit, a cigarette between her fingers. The sign outside the tattoo parlor behind her flickered haphazardly, casting a disorienting play of light and shadow across her face.

Yet her gaze was clear and calm.

That night, despite neither of them intending it, the two women who seemed destined never to cross paths spent their first snowy night together at Wen Xueyi's home.

2.

Mo Han studied medicine only because this school was the farthest from home and had the strongest program.

Just as she finally began to enjoy the freedom of adulthood, her gambling-addict father dragged her right back into the abyss.

In an unfamiliar little house, Mo Han looked out the window at people bustling around to prepare for a wedding, and secretly tucked a fruit knife into her sleeve.

So they were really going through with it? She was Mo Han. Who had she ever been afraid of?

In the middle of the chaotic wedding, a woman appeared out of nowhere and stopped Mo Han from having her future ruined.

She tore the red wedding decoration from the eaves and trampled it into the dust.

"Today, smash whatever you want. I'll cover for you."

3.

As an adult, Mo Han had never celebrated her birthday. She didn't have much money and couldn't afford an expensive cake, but she was willing to buy Wen Xueyi a delicate little cream puff.

"Thanks, little sis. Let's each have a bite." Wen Xueyi held up the cream puff and ate her share.

A smear of cream clung to her fingertip.

Mo Han leaned in, swept it up with the tip of her tongue, and licked it clean.

"Don't call me little sis. Could you call me by my name from now on?"

4.

Years later, at the hospital.

A woman arrived at the consultation room late. Mo Han merely looked up, her expression cool.

"You've got the wrong department. We can't treat your condition here."

The moment she stepped outside, the woman was grabbed and pinned against the inside wall of the changing room.

The hand gripping her waist was strong and burning hot, tracing and caressing the curves of her body.

"You like to leave, so why did you come back?"

1. Happy ending.

2. Includes a reconciliation-after-a-breakup element. The two separate for a while because of certain circumstances.

3. The one being pursued is three years older than the pursuer.

4. Mainly from the pursuer's point of view. She's teased back and forth early on, then goes all in later!

5. Hope you all enjoy reading!

Please check out my upcoming novel, "Great! My Wife Is a Dragon"

[Somewhat cunning, but not too much, jewelry-designer heroine]

[Simple, loyal, and ferocious dragon hero]

1.

After seeing her fiance call another woman "wife" behind her back, Xin Ying completely broke down. She'd spent more than twenty years being raised to fit the mold of a good wife and mother, and had never suffered such humiliation.

Fine, fine. So being a man is that great?

She went to bars to drink with a bunch of young men, stared unabashedly at handsome guys by the seaside, and flirted with her male subordinates at the office... Oh my god! Living like a man was so much fun!

So she took a plate of meat and coaxed the dragon she'd found into coming home with her: If you want food, live at my place and be my wife.

The dragon shook her head. "What's a wife?"

Xin Ying thought back to the way she'd used to be. "It means you dress up prettily every day and behave yourself."

2.

Villian was such a big eater that she grew larger than many male dragons her age. Raised among boys from a young age, she was an excellent fighter, and was honored with the task of guarding treasure.

But who would entrust such an important duty to a female? In the tower, she listened to gossip and insults day and night.

They called her ugly, said she wasn't graceful, and said she ate like a slovenly male.

During a battle, Villian fell into a deep ravine, and her massive body smashed through a doorway in time and space.

A tiny female tugged her toward her nest with all her might, repeatedly saying something about "wife" that Villian couldn't understand.

But the meat in her hands smelled so good.

3.

The dragon couldn't manage any of this. She tried to cook the food but set the kitchen on fire; she tried to wash the floor but ruined the wooden furniture; she tried to do the laundry but tore the poor fabric to shreds with one tug.

Repairing the house nearly bankrupted Xin Ying. "I'll teach you!"

Watching Xin Ying do housework with practiced ease, Villian suddenly understood.

"So you're the real wife!"

"You're amazing. I want to learn from you, wife!"

Xin Ying turned away, blushing. "Remember who you are!"

4.

To the dragon, Xin Ying was the perfect female.

She ate so little, had such a slender figure, and had smooth, delicate scales. She kept the nest clean and smelling lovely. All it took was one flight through the sky with her for Xin Ying to scream in fear. Her voice was like tiny claws scratching at Villian's heart.

She wanted to stay with this female forever.

By the time Xin Ying realized something was wrong with Villian, it seemed too late.

Dragon scales that had fallen in the bed, loose threads scattered across the pillow, and hypnotic dragon blood mixed into the soup... When Xin Ying confronted the dragon with all the evidence, Villian looked pitifully at her and placed her tail in Xin Ying's hands.

"I know what wife means now."

"Please let me be your wife!"

Reading guide:

1. A sweet, everyday-life romance. A happy ending is a must!

2. The girls will all find what makes them shine and live with confidence, whether human or dragon!

3. Professional knowledge in the story comes from the internet. The dragon lore comes from my brain (I made it up).

4. Happy reading!

Message: Keep growing, and meet again at the summit