Forced into Passion

The main story is complete!

Now taking advance interest for How a Fistfighter Ran Amok in the Tang Dynasty and Three Crossings in the Crane's Shadow. Blurbs at the end.

The Seaside Love Story is now underway: the sweet-on-the-outside, dark-on-the-inside second male lead takes over | the attempt to win her back fails | 100,000-word novella. Why settle for an old flame when a new one is so much better? Come check it out and add it to your library!

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Also known as The Cannon Fodder Concubine Starts Losing It. She pursues him, but it's all an act. Blurb below:

Luo Qingyun spent seventeen years treading carefully, but still couldn't escape being framed by her legal mother and driven to her death. Reborn, she clutched the love letter she'd been falsely accused of writing to the young Prince Sheng and steeled her heart:

“I wrote it.”

There was no turning back. From then on, she made bigger and bigger scenes until her name was known far and wide.

When her legal mother arranged a marriage for her, she declared in public that her heart belonged only to the young Prince Sheng, forcing her prospective match to break off the engagement on the spot.

When she was sent to the Qingxin Convent to cultivate, she pretended to shave her head while sobbing over her unrequited love, scaring the nuns into refusing to take her in that very night.

Everyone said the Luo family's concubine-born daughter had gone mad with love, and her legal mother could no longer find a chance to dispose of her quietly. Luo Qingyun thought she could use the young Prince Sheng's name to protect herself, establish a place in the world, and never marry. But then, one day...

The young Prince Sheng she'd claimed to adore with all her heart showed up at her door with an imperial decree to propose marriage.

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Everyone in the Prince Sheng household was a notorious womanizer. The sole exception was Sheng Zhaoshuo, the young prince who'd inherited the family's good looks. He had no interest in women or in people, for that matter. They said he was sculpted from snow, born to repay the debts of passion incurred by the entire Prince Sheng household.

Aristocratic young ladies had tried to break through his icy defenses before, but Luo Qingyun was the only one who kept coming back even after making a very public fool of herself.

He'd been courteous, annoyed, and warned her off, but as time went by, she only drew closer. After weighing it carefully, Sheng Zhaoshuo finally made up his mind. He'd have to marry eventually, so marrying her wouldn't be such a bad idea.

Sheng Zhaoshuo secured an imperial decree granting their marriage and, for the first time ever, went to seek her out himself. To his surprise, she sat unmoving at her dressing table, alarm flickering in her eyes. “Why... did you really come to marry me?”

The young Prince Sheng, the object of countless women's dreams, turned icy in an instant, his gaze as cold as a frozen pool. What did she mean by that? Did she dare to say she didn't want him?

The Seaside Love Story: the gentle, restrained second male lead loses patience and ruthlessly steals her away | the attempt to win her back fails | 100,000-word novella. Excerpt:

[Question: I just broke up with my boyfriend of five years. How can I quickly get over the heartbreak?]

[Top-rated answer: Find someone new.]

Zheng Lan hid the post, thinking she wasn't capable of that.

The next day, she met Shao Yuinian.

In his seventh year at Ming University, Shao Yuinian met again the girl he'd fallen for at first sight.

Back then, the information he'd discreetly gathered was: “Zheng Lan? She has a boyfriend. He's a great guy, and they're very happy together.”

Shao Yuinian promptly backed off and snuffed out his budding feelings.

Five years later, she was still as lovely and graceful as a hibiscus, but when someone asked about her relationship status, she replied in a cool, matter-of-fact voice, “I'm single.”

Others didn't believe her. “A relationship that lasted so many years can't just end that easily.”

But those three words were enough for Shao Yuinian.

He took his time, moving slowly and carefully, like someone tending a flower.

Until one day, as he walked her home, they happened to run into that man, holding roses and waiting by her door. Her eyes were red when she saw him.

All his manners and restraint came crashing down. Shao Yuinian finally tore off his gentle facade and pinned her against the mottled brick wall. “You can't get over him? Let me help you.”

“If you're going to go back to picking up trash, you might as well drown in my arms first.”

Three Crossings in the Crane's Shadow: a cold, powerful capital-city aristocrat goes mad with love and tries to win her back. Excerpt:

At seventeen, Shen Yan unexpectedly caught the eye of the Beijing arts scene and was personally selected to audition for a dance drama. Not only did she audition, she also met Qin He, a well-connected patron who introduced her to the city's arts scene.

Qin He was naturally aloof and noble, but he granted her every request and spared no effort in promoting her. Again and again, Shen Yan gradually fell for the indifference in his eyes.

Until one day, she happened to overhear Qin He casually describing her at a drinking party: “She's a pretty novel little thing.”

That night, Shen Yan angrily shoved Qin He away. “I'll never have anything to do with people like you again.”

The man laughed, lit a cigarette, and looked her over like a feral cat with its fur raised. “Fine.”

He never lacked newcomers hoping to make a name for themselves, and there was no fun in forcing anyone.

Later, at a newly opened bar in the capital, the graceful, lovely woman was led around, chatting and raising glasses with effortless ease, then sitting down to laugh and talk with a strange man.

Qin He watched coldly for a long time before finally walking over and gripping her wrist.

He looked at her with a faintly mocking smile. “Everyone else is allowed, but not me?”

She paused, then smiled at him with dazzling allure in front of everyone. “Of course you are.”

But in private, she slapped him hard. “Stay away from me.”

Qin He wiped the blood she'd drawn from the corner of his mouth and smiled coolly again. “You wish.”

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Once, she wanted more love than she could ever have, but all he was willing to give her was money.

Later, all she wanted was wealth, but he forced her to accept a great deal of love.

Now taking advance interest for How a Fistfighter Ran Amok in the Tang Dynasty. Blurb below:

As a twenty-first-century boxing coach, Meng Wantang knew all too well that violence couldn't solve every problem.

But after transmigrating to the Tang Dynasty, Meng Wantang discovered: hey, violence really did work damn well.

Her extraordinary skills quickly earned her the favor of powerful patrons, and she latched onto the future empress's coattails.

Consort Wu closed her eyes and rubbed her brow. “The new women in the harem don't know how to behave. Go teach them some manners.”

Little Meng cheerfully replied, “You got it!”

Shangguan Wan'er grinned and tugged at her. “They've brought a batch of Yangzhou slim beauties south. Want to take some people and smash up the brothels?”

Little Meng readily agreed. “Sure thing!”

Empress Wu: “The Duan family is causing trouble again. Find an excuse to get rid of them.”

Meng Wantang: ...

Empress Wu raised an eyebrow. “Problem?”

Meng Wantang shook her head.

It wasn't exactly a big problem.

It was just that the dazzling young master of the Duan family happened to be someone she'd thoroughly ravished the day before.

Theme: Women in ancient times defying feudalism, upholding their dignity, and relying on themselves to save themselves