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  1. Phoenix Devoured by Fire 火噬凤凰 Romance89k WordsCompleted Sequel: The Tripartite World http://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=180605 My blood was boiling! At that moment, I suddenly realized how intoxicating it felt to have people fighting and killing for me. They said I was a demoness born to destroy men. I agreed. Because back then, I didn’t know what love was. Until one day, I lost myself... Theme: 24Favorites10.7kClicks/ch—Gifts
  2. A Tripartite World 鼎足天下 Romance4k WordsOngoing I said, “Yuyi, why are you leaving?” You said, “Your heart is too vast. I’ve lost my way inside it.” I said, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll find you. If I can’t find you tonight, I’ll find you tomorrow.” He traded me for half your kingdom, but you traded half your kingdom for me. That reason is enough for me. The sequel to Phoenix Devoured by Fire. 4Favorites623Clicks/ch—Gifts
  3. The Crimson Heart's Curse 红心劫 Romance60k Words One is the son of a demon, the other the daughter of a god. Fate has decreed that they are destined to fall in love. She wants no love dictated by fate. The one she wants to marry is the only person in the world who has ever treated her well: the general. Sadly, she has no right to choose for herself. He is a born king and destroyer. They say his destined nemesis is a woman with the same red mark between her brows. He steals her away from his most loyal subordinate, all for the sake of a prophec 2Favorites1.9kClicks/ch—Gifts
  4. Little Ru 小如 Romance3k WordsOngoing A story about love and power. Prologue Xiao Ru, are you all right? Where are you? Can you hear me? I killed you. I killed you with my own hands! Because I love you! I love you, so I had to kill you! If I didn't love you, I would never have had the guts or courage to kill you, like all the other men. Beneath an ancient tree a thousand years old in the marketplace, an old man was telling a story. His voice was deep and steady, neither hurried nor slow, with hardly any rise or fall. But as a story —Favorites591Clicks/ch—Gifts