After Falling in Love with a Paper-Doll Princess

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*My next novel is a modern yandere body-double story, Private Moonlight, with sister-in-law drama. Please add it to your favorites, and visit my author page, dear readers. The blurb is at the very end~

Glacial older beauty 1 x delicate, gorgeous girl 0

Female novelist x the character she created

No artist can help loving her muse.

Four-year age gap | Sweet with angst | Transmigrate into a book

Entering VIP on January 22. A hefty chapter of over 10,000 characters will be released that night. Please show it lots of support, dear readers. (The blurb has been revised.)

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Song Xihe, an aloof, proud career-minded woman, transmigrates into the novel she wrote.

At their first meeting, she sizes up Hua Zhixue, the delicate, elegant beauty she created herself: a little princess sent by an enemy kingdom as a political hostage.

Hua Zhixue looks at her in puzzlement with her limpid eyes. "Why does the princess look at me like that?"

Song Xihe gazes at her with maternal affection. "You may not believe this, but I'm your mother."

Hua Zhixue: "..."

But Song Xihe never expects what happens later.

The little princess she created sends her a river lantern she made by hand through the night, and makes a wish for her: "May all your hopes come true, and may you be safe and peaceful year after year."

For the sake of a single word from her, she braves frost and snow to find a plum blossom branch.

She deliberately wears a sexy Nanjing gauze dress to tempt her.

She sits on her lap and asks in a soft, plaintive voice, "Princess Huaian, don't you want to kiss me?"

Her eyes, innocent yet alluring, kindle one flame after another in Song Xihe's heart.

Song Xihe, who has always been so strict in her self-restraint and propriety, breaks her own rules.

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Just as she decides to stay in this world, by Hua Zhixue's side, she discovers in despair that the lives and deaths of those around her are controlled by the fates she wrote into the novel herself.

The moment she put pen to paper, everyone's destiny was already decided by her, and it could not be changed.

In deep winter, the north wind shakes clusters of white snow from the plum branches. Hua Zhixue smiles as she dies within the fate her beloved wove for her with her own hands.

And she welcomes it willingly.

·This time, she cares not for the realm, only for your heart.

·Aloof, proud modern bestselling novelist x delicate, gorgeous fictional princess

·Cold white snow on a mountaintop x brilliant red plum blossoms crowned with snow

Reading guide:

1. This is a story about transmigrating into a book and then falling in love with it.

2. She personally gives the little princess a cruel fate, then goes to her side to save and heal her.

3. Four-year age gap, with some modern-day scenes.

Blurb for the upcoming novel Private Moonlight:

Meng Shiyang and her newlywed wife, Fu Qing, have been in love for years and share a deep bond that everyone envies.

Fu Qing is gentle and elegant, as lovely as a white moonlight.

Her twin sister, Fu Ling, has only one difference: a beauty mark beneath her eye. Yet she is reckless and debauched, cold-hearted and unfeeling.

Though Fu Ling looks exactly like Fu Qing, she is the person Meng Shiyang detests most. Whenever they meet, they clash like fire and water, with hostility simmering between them.

In a sudden car accident, Fu Ling dies, and Fu Qing is injured and hospitalized. Meng Shiyang worries day and night, caring for her devotedly without changing out of her clothes.

Once life returns to normal, Fu Qing is just as she always was, even more tender toward her wife. Even her former lack of passion has disappeared.

Meng Shiyang has thanked heaven countless times that the accident didn't take Fu Qing away.

Beneath the watery moonlight, Meng Shiyang is pinned against a dim floor-to-ceiling window by her wife, who takes her with abandon. Her eyes are flushed, her expression hazy with desire.

At the height of their passion, the woman wraps a hand tightly around her pale, fragile neck, leaving deep red marks. Leaning close to her ear, she whispers in a low, dangerous voice, "Call me Mommy."

A posture of absolute control.

Nothing like Fu Qing, her usually mild-mannered wife.

In that moment, Meng Shiyang's world shatters.

This isn't Fu Qing.

It's Fu Ling.

For the past year since the accident, the person playing the role of her intimate lover by her side has been Fu Ling.

Only Fu Ling knows that what disappeared into the passage of time wasn't hatred or loathing, but a love that ran bone-deep.

Cold, unhinged top x seductive, glamorous older bottom

In a world where same-sex marriage is legal, with a twin sister and her real sister-in-law.

Theme: Treasure everything you have in the present.