After Taking Revenge on the Wrong Person, I Was Claimed by a Madman

Dark, possessive madman x resilient revenge-seeking innocent

(Forced possession + a battlefield of male rivals + taming a dark, rabid dog)

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To avenge her uncle and his family, who died a tragic death, Jiang Zuimian resolves to step once more into the treacherous whirlpool of the capital.

Only after sneaking into a palace banquet does she discover that her enemy is the seventh prince, Lu Zhaoheng.

On the surface, he indulges in pleasure and shows no interest in power.

In secret, he is a vicious demon who kills without batting an eye.

Beside a rockery after the banquet, Jiang Zuimian is cornered, tears gathering in her eyes.

Knowing her revenge is hopeless and that she may be killed to silence her, she never expects Lu Zhaoheng simply to reach out. His long, elegant fingers, like joints of pine and bamboo, stroke and press against her soft red lips.

"You don't trust me?"

So Jiang Zuimian swallows her anger and bides her time, waiting for a chance to avenge her family.

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Later, Jiang Zuimian discovers that she took revenge on the wrong person.

And though Lu Zhaoheng knows that her tender devotion and submissive gratitude are all an act, he never calls her out.

Since someone else is the real enemy, Jiang Zuimian prepares to pack up and shift her target.

But she forgets that Lu Zhaoheng is a truly deranged man, vicious and sinister, who stops at nothing.

Before long, the imperial physicians diagnose her as pregnant.

To keep the child in her belly far from its mad father, she begs her childhood friend to take her with him to the northwestern frontier.

After many twists and turns, she finally escapes,

only to fall into Lu Zhaoheng's hands once more.

He has already shed his disguise and become the Crown Prince, second only to the Emperor, The Outcast.

The lavish chambers are dim and shadowy, like a prison.

Lu Zhaoheng's eyes are cold, yet he bends down gently and strokes her slightly rounded belly.

"Is the child inside his?"

He gives a sinister laugh. "Then it can't be allowed to live."

Jiang Zuimian: "..."

#If you've got the guts, kill your own child with your own hands#

#How do you train a dark, rabid dog?#

1. One-on-one romance. Lu Yuxing and Lu Zhaoheng are both male leads, but they are the same person.

2. No female rivalry, only male rivalry. The male lead is completely lovesick.

--Coming Soon 1--

"Doted on by the Obsessed Tyrant," please add it to your reading list!

Cruel, unrestrained tyrant x delicate beauty

Forced possession, taking his younger brother's wife

Ling Yuwei is the daughter of the Chancellor. With her celestial beauty, soft as jade and as delicate as a flower, and her noble status, she has every young nobleman in the capital vying to marry her.

But Ling Yuwei has a secret.

Lately, she keeps dreaming of a tall, powerful man.

In her dreams, his face is hidden in a haze.

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At a palace banquet, Ling Yuwei finally meets the man who has appeared in her dreams night after night.

He is none other than the current Emperor's younger brother, Prince Ning.

Prince Ning is a refined gentleman, utterly unlike his tyrannical elder brother.

Seeing his broad shoulders and narrow waist, so much like the man in her dreams, Ling Yuwei decides he must be her future husband.

At the banquet, she fusses over Prince Ning and eagerly attends to him. She even considers pretending to be drunk so she can fall into his arms,

just to touch the strong, well-built chest from her dreams.

Unfortunately, she doesn't get the chance. The unpredictable, violent, sinister tyrant interrupts her.

After she returns home, the Chancellor personally petitions the Emperor for his beloved daughter. An imperial decree grants Ling Yuwei and Prince Ning a marriage.

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At another palace banquet, before the wedding,

Ling Yuwei spots Prince Ning among the guests, blushing in an instant.

She raises her eyes and meets the cold gaze of the Emperor, seated high upon the dragon throne.

The tyrant is languid and carefree. His loose dragon robe reveals a sliver of sharp collarbone, curved like a scimitar.

A small, delicate bite mark is clearly visible on it.

A cold, inscrutable smile plays on his lips as he fixes his gaze on the delicate figure below.

Later, Prince Ning goes to war on his brother's behalf, surviving against impossible odds.

After a great victory, he returns to court to pay his respects.

But on the floor of the inner palace, he sees bright gauze and a black-and-gold dragon robe scattered in a tangled heap.

The wife who should have been his lies tenderly against the imperial bed.

--Coming Soon 2--

"Marrying My Cousin," please add it to your reading list!

Genuine flirt x fake aloof beauty

After her family falls into decline, Shen Shuang, who has been spoiled since childhood, is sent by her parents to the capital to live with her cousin, a high-ranking official.

Her parents place great hopes in her. They only want her to marry her cousin, so she can help the family regain its former glory.

So Shen Shuang puts away her spoiled ways and carefully tries to please him in every way.

One enchanting, dark night, she summons her courage, dons a sheer, misty veil, and climbs into her cousin's bed.

But her cousin is noble and cold, and looks down on her. He callously shoves her off the bed, then looks down at her with eyes as cold as frost.

"Shen Shuang, why are you pretending to be good?"

Shen Shuang runs from her cousin's room in tears and swears she would rather die than marry him.

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Later, her family finds another match: the only son of a high-ranking official in the capital. He is handsome and charming, gentle and warm, devoted to Shen Shuang, and able to help her family. Shen Shuang decides to marry him.

On the eve of the wedding, her cousin barges into her bedroom, drunk.

The eyes that are usually as cold as snow atop a mountain now burn like fire.

"Jiaojiao," she hears her usually dignified and self-controlled cousin whisper hoarsely in her ear. "Be good."

Shen Shuang starts crying again.

Didn't he hate her? Hic.

Message: Live well.