Breaking Bones to Hold You Close

Delicate, beautiful princess x gloomy, unhinged prince with a vicious streak

As a princess of Yan, Jiang Yang was breathtakingly beautiful, with a face of incomparable grace.

When her kingdom fell and her family was destroyed, she stood in the ancestral temple, preparing to hang herself before her father's corpse.

But just then, someone rushed in and saved her.

He descended like a god, yet she could not bring herself to look at him.

Because the man who had rescued her from the flames was Zhou's seventh prince, Zuo Shuli, whose power was now at its zenith.

Once a lowly hostage, he had become a minister wielding troops and dominating the court.

He was no longer the lover who had once exchanged secret glances with her.

And when they parted back then, she had stabbed him, too.

He approached step by step, took her hand, and pressed it against the scar on his right shoulder.

A smile tugged at his exquisite, frost-cold face, but could not hide the malice in his eyes.

“Jiang Yang, you need to live. If you don't, who am I supposed to collect my debt for this stab from?”

She was taken to Zhou. Her former lover, with whom all affection had been severed, had become her enemy.

As Zuo Shuli tormented her with day after day of cold indifference, Jiang Yang waited for the blade of his revenge to fall...

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Amid clinking cups at a palace banquet, in a corner of a deserted hall, Zuo Shuli gripped Jiang Yang by the throat. His deep blue eyes glinted with menace.

“That face of yours is always seducing people. How about I ruin it?”

Jiang Yang's eyes welled with tears. “I've always hated this face, too. Just go easy on me. I'm afraid of pain.”

The hand at her throat shifted to cradle her head.

His cold lips suddenly fell on hers, like a thirsty traveler finding sweet rain.

Jiang Yang panicked at once and struggled to push him away. “Are you crazy? We're in the imperial palace, and I'm your imperial younger sister now!”

Zuo Shuli murmured, “Then don't make a sound.”

Bound by the name of brother and sister, with the debt of a stab between them, his hatred impossible to dispel, he was tormented until he was scarcely recognizable.

His madness had stripped away every trace of his humanity.

So what if she had become his sister? When they were alone, she was still his Jiang Yang.

Reading guide:

1. Both leads are virgins, happy ending, possessive love.

2. The two “older brothers” compete for her. They both know they are not blood-related.

3. The male lead is very unhinged and vicious at first, with a secret behind it. The female lead is somewhat depressed early on, but will grow and change. She is no saint.

4. Love amid a sea of hatred, with every kind of melodrama.

5. Set in an invented historical world, all for the author's convenience. Please don't nitpick; the author won't listen anyway.

The next book will be The Wife of a Friend Must Not Be Forsaken

Yun Fuguang is a genius, and geniuses tend to have a few flaws: she can't remember people's names.

There is only one exception, her senior fellow disciple Lu Chenyue, who outshines her in every way.

Yun Fuguang vows to surpass this top prodigy. Who could have guessed she'd accidentally be struck by a strange poison with no known cure, one that can only be controlled by a man's yang energy?

Recently jilted, Yun Fuguang gives it careful thought and decides to find a new cultivation partner.

But strangely, her fellow disciples, who used to get along with her, start avoiding her like the plague.

She invites a junior to spar with swords, and he claims his sword has broken.

She asks a senior to join her on an expedition, but he changes his mind before they even leave the sect.

She arranges a moonlit drink with someone, waits half the night, and the poison strikes before her guest arrives.

Yun Fuguang curls up beneath a tree, nearly fainting. Through her haze, she sees someone gracefully descend and reach out to her from afar.

His jade-like face glows with silvery moonlight, and the rich, sweet scent of pure yang energy fills the air, tugging at her heartstrings.

Dazed and woozy, Yun Fuguang suddenly thinks that, though her senior fellow disciple is detestable, he has always arrived just in time whenever her poison flares up.

Almost without thinking, she takes his hand. Deciding to treat him like an ordinary senior fellow disciple and put aside her prejudice, she says sincerely:

“Thank you, Senior Brother Lu... Lu... Lu Yingyue.”

Lu Chenyue: ?

So he'd been reborn and gone to all that trouble to make her remember his name,

only for her to forget it completely the moment they made up?!

Lu Chenyue is so furious he laughs. He clasps her hand and pulls her into his embrace, his gaze dark as an abyss.

“Looks like simply sharing a bed with your junior sister to suppress the poison isn't enough to make me unforgettable.”

“Yun Fuguang, I, Lu Chenyue, am the only person in the world who can cure your poison!”

Righteous with a hint of wickedness, an unconventional, straightforward junior sister x masterfully two-faced, jealousy-prone senior brother who loses his composure every day

Reading guide:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads are virgins. The female lead's disposable husband is gay, and his whole family is guilty of something. The male lead is completely straight, and everything is part of his plan.

2. An introductory fantasy world with an original setting, nothing complicated. Romance and plot are split evenly, with a light ensemble cast.

3. Both leads are fallen prodigies. They start off as enemies and fall in love later.

4. The female lead's flaws come from what she's been through. The male lead has a tragic past and a twisted, obsessive personality, but is actually a hopeless romantic.

Theme: No matter how hard life gets, keep living well.