The God of Love Descends Tonight

Spoiled, wicked, softhearted fake heiress & arrogant Celestial Dragons with wildly different styles. The full text contains no AI-generated content. Writing takes effort, so please support the official release. Anti-piracy: 60% lock for 24 hours. The 120,000-word bonus stories only require a 75% subscription rate. Please leave a five-star review (sparkly eyes). Pre-release title: "Ordinary Beta, but Loved by Everyone". Blurb at the very end. -1- Among the elite of the Imperial Capital, everyone knew Liang Youwei, a pampered young lady who seemed untouched by worldly concerns and was innocently fond of money. With a family background far above everyone else's, she never took anyone seriously. Her strict, taciturn older brother only ever smiled at her, her shrewd and domineering second sister bowed to her alone, and she was her mother's only biological daughter. With a family like that behind her, what did she have to fear? She enjoyed the good life into her twenties, until a sudden accident exposed her true identity. The famous Third Miss Liang was a fake, not the real daughter of the Liang family at all. In an instant, everyone around her scattered like birds and beasts. The flattery and fawning of the past vanished, replaced by the brazen covetousness of wolves and tigers. Her status plummeted, and wealth and privilege waved goodbye to her. Liang Youwei would never allow that. -2- Liang Jingyi spent more than a decade living in hardship before she was finally reunited with her birth family. Looking at her younger sister Youwei, who seemed bewildered, uneasy, timid, and useless, she smiled and greeted her politely. Suppressing every strange feeling, she felt an uncontrollable, chilling jealousy rise within her: You've enjoyed my wealth and privilege for long enough. It's only fair you give something back, isn't it? At the very least, don't think you'll keep even a single share of the company. Fake. Later, the fake's tears soaked into the side of her neck, accompanied by soft murmurs of "I'm sorry" and "I feel for you." Watching those thin, dewy-pink eyelids tremble, Liang Jingyi found herself wanting to kiss her. Later still, Liang Jingyi solemnly pressed her fingerprint to the document, gifting every last one of her possessions to Liang Youwei. To her younger sister, born on the very same day, in the very same month and year; her pampered, selfish, jealous princess; the one and only beloved she held closest to her heart. -3- "The Liang family won't abandon you, but they won't bail you out anymore, either. Liang Youwei, want to find a new backer?" Her usually aloof childhood friend cornered Liang Youwei at the end of a dim corridor, his long, pale fingers pressed against her cheek. "Liang Ting'an has been monitoring your spending," he said in a cool, clear voice that brushed her ear and vibrated through her eardrum. He threatened her calmly and gently. "Wouldn't be surprised if a notice severing your ties with the family is made public tomorrow." Her long lashes trembled. For the first time, Liang Youwei leaned toward the man before her of her own accord. Her movements were slow, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Brother Qin Zhen, I'm scared." Half the man's face was hidden in darkness. No one could see the smile of assured victory on his lips as he coaxed her, beguilingly: "If you're scared, then be good and open your mouth." Qin Zhen once thought he could keep Liang Youwei in the palm of his hand forever, until he saw a Hong Kong media report featuring a photo of the Liang siblings kissing aboard a yacht. Late at night, the beads of sweat on his neck had yet to dry, and panting sounded beside his ear, just as it had that night. But this time, he pressed his forehead against Liang Youwei's, humbled himself, and called her, one word at a time: "Master." Please don't abandon me. -4- Before he turned thirty, Liang Ting'an spent his time thinking about how to keep his half-sister by his side forever. After he turned thirty, all Liang Ting'an thought about was when he could marry his sister, who shared neither of his parents. Liang Youwei used to trip him up as a child, and she still loved lying to him when she grew up. Seeing the receipt for birth control pills, Liang Ting'an thought expressionlessly: I'm done pretending to be a good big brother. Pinning the girl beneath him into the cramped corner of the seat, Liang Ting'an paid no attention to her trembling. As she deliberately looked at him in shock, he bent down and slipped his fingers between her crimson lips. He rubbed them ever so slowly, and asked in the gentlest voice: "Weiwei, tell me, does Qin Zhen like this position too?" Afterword: Xiao Shao would never forget the spectacle of his second brother's wedding day. The bride's foster brother and ex were groomsmen, while her older sister and childhood friend were bridesmaids. Heirs from every wealthy family had gathered in one place, all with faces as cold as ice. When it was time to put on the wedding shoes, before his brother could even crouch down, the bride's eldest brother had already taken the box of custom-made red flats. But before Xiao Shao could widen his eyes, the bride's second sister casually placed a hand on her biological brother's shoulder and asked softly: "Are you going to put your little sister's shoes on for her yourself, Brother?" Then the bride's ex scoffed. "Big Brother really hasn't figured out his place, just like always." The bride's third sister rolled her eyes. "Oh, great. Another one who mocks others for doing exactly what he does." But the second sister-in-law, at the center of the crowd, seemed not to notice the strange atmosphere. She kept smiling and cooed in a coaxing, playful voice, "Didn't you say today was a happy occasion? No fighting, everyone." The crowd wore a variety of expressions, their eyes clashing like blades, but their mouths stayed firmly shut. No one said another word. Xiao Shao watched in terror, too intimidated to speak. Only his second brother remained perfectly composed. With the smile of a victor, he steadily and slowly took the wedding shoes back into his hands. Then he knelt on one knee, cupped the woman's slender, pale ankle, and put the shoe on her foot. He looked up at her, affection shining in his eyes. "Happy wedding day, darling." A few tips before reading: 1. Written to indulge the author's personal tastes: a melodramatic, Mary Sue-style story about the wealthy. 2. Three women and three men, with GL and BG storylines taking up roughly equal space. Everyone is sexually inexperienced. Only three characters are featured in the blurb due to space limitations. 3. Everyone is a villain, each with their own gaslighting agenda, twisted logic, and flaws. 4. The main story includes childbirth, but no child-rearing. 5. Celestial Dragons bend for love, with a battle royale of jealous rivals. 6. Don't learn your values from this story. It's just a lowbrow romance, meant for fun and satisfying drama. 7. Read the alternate-universe bonus stories with caution. 8. The heroine is delicate and helpless, not a strong female lead, but she ends up wealthier and more powerful than anyone. 9. No romantic shipping of any female-female, female-male, male-female, or male-male pairings other than those involving the heroine. Friendship and familial relationships are fine. Coming soon: Clear-headed, rational, honest Beta x arrogant, nasty Celestial Dragon Alpha(s) Training dogs without realizing it | Mary Sue-style love rivalry | The one who spurned her pursues her to the crematorium | Celestial Dragons bend for love | Includes a parents' love story (wallpaper-loving Mommy version) -1- Yu Wanqiao lived a peaceful, happy life until her father died when she was sixteen. In the bleak, chilly mourning hall, her gentle, docile Omega mother was nearly pushed into heat by the pheromones of a group of unfamiliar Alphas. A man she had often seen on the Empire's political channels stepped into real life and, right in front of her, stroked her mother's beautiful, tear-streaked face. His gaze swept over the room, taking in its simple, cozy furnishings. His lips curled in scorn. "Xiao He, did you leave me back then just to live like this?" Her mother was struggling to breathe, but he still wasn't satisfied. His cold, merciless gaze turned on Yu Wanqiao. "And you even had a low-grade Beta with that good-for-nothing." Yu Wanqiao felt that her future might not be very peaceful after all. -2- When her mother was forced to remarry, Yu Wanqiao moved into a luxurious mansion she'd never even seen before. Her enrollment was transferred to the Empire's finest aristocratic academy. Powerful people whom most could never meet in their entire lives became everyday figures in her orbit. But she didn't like it there at all. Neither her stepfather in name, nor her equally arrogant and overbearing Alpha classmates. Those Alphas were inseparable every day, the most loathsome little clique imaginable. In front of a crowd, the son of the court president mocked her arrogantly. "So this is the Zhou family's new daughter? She's painfully ordinary." The Meng family's heir-designate smiled warmly, but whispered to her in a secluded corner, "A Beta is still a Beta. Miss Yu would do well to remember her place." Even the student council president, whom everyone called the most polite of them all, treated her coldly at a date arranged by their fathers. "Miss Yu certainly has some tricks. I admire you." Her nominal older brother was even colder. One line, "I've never had a sister surnamed Yu," thrust her into the eye of the storm. Their refined looks, noble backgrounds, and outstanding abilities couldn't save them from their rotten nature. Yu Wanqiao remained silent. She looked down on people like them and didn't want to get entangled with them or waste her breath arguing. She just wanted to grow up as quickly as possible, then take her mother far away from all their pain. -3- In her first year at military academy, Yu Wanqiao suddenly realized how ridiculous her past thinking had been. During a field exercise, she and an Alpha who unexpectedly went into heat were trapped in the same cave for fifteen days straight. Everything spiraled completely out of control. Those were fifteen days Yu Wanqiao would never forget. Yet after those fifteen days, it wasn't only that Alpha whose attitude changed. The other Alphas seemed like entirely different people, too. The arrogant one bowed his head to her. "Qiao Qiao, will you marry me? I'm your Alpha. You can't leave me." The haughty one bent for her. "Xiao Wan, if you want, I'll spend my whole life researching mecha with you. I don't want the family business, political influence, or any of it." The hypocrite revealed everything to her. "Wanwan, this is my biggest secret. What else do you want to know? I'll tell you everything." Even the older brother who had always been cold took her hand and placed it over his chest, speaking slowly, one word at a time: "It's beating for you." Their past contempt and ridicule had all turned into pleading and desperate attempts to keep her with them. The Alphas' former alliance shattered in an instant. They now regarded one another as enemies. Tips before reading: 1. A nontraditional ABO mecha sci-fi world, with pheromone suppression (for the love rivalry). 2. The species are divided into humans and outsiders. The outsiders' specific names are all made up by the author and can be whatever; they're loosely equivalent to what people traditionally think of as insectoids. The author is extremely afraid of insects and associates them with ants, cockroaches, and the like, so there are no insects in this story. 3. Aristocratic academy in the early part, military academy in the middle and later parts. The main storyline features the heroine being loved by everyone, with her mother also adored by all appearing throughout. Romance-focused. The heroine's romance arc: hated by everyone to loved by everyone. The mother's romance arc: always a universally adored victim of coercive love. 4. The heroine is clear-headed and unbothered, secretly a devoted mama's girl, with a dry sense of humor and a sharp tongue. Occasionally she says things without thinking. Her physical abilities are average, but her intelligence is off the charts. She is always a Beta, never smells pheromones, and is never affected by them. 5. Four male leads. A melodramatic, Mary Sue-style love rivalry, a revenge-pursuit-to-the-crematorium arc, and forced-love romance (repeated caveats, in case little reader angels are shocked by the content). Theme: Love requires understanding and acceptance.