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After My Daughter Died of Depression, I Was Reborn!

When he was young, his wife left without a word. From that moment, he spiraled into despair, abandoning his two-year-old daughter to his mother’s care. He lived alone, drowning his sorrows in alcohol, leading a wasted life. Until his daughter turned sixteen. That day, she wore the same white dress her mother had worn before leaving, standing on the rooftop, smiling through tears as she looked at him. “Dad, I miss Mom so much. But depression… it’s unbearable. I’ve been trying so hard, but…” “It won.” As she spoke, her small body climbed over the railing. She turned back to Li Xiu, giving him a bright, heartfelt smile. “Dad, I love you.” The next second, like a fragile butterfly, she fell, crashing heavily to the ground right in front of him. “No!!!!” At that moment, Li Xiu’s eyes widened in agony, his heart tearing apart, the pain so intense that he lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he had returned to the time when his daughter was only two years old. Her big, sparkling eyes stared at him, and she smiled warmly and sweetly. “Daddy, hug me!” Shen Fei, a highly successful man worth trillions, woke up at the peak of his life only to find himself transported back 20 years in time. At 28 years old, Shen Fei devoted himself to two goals: first, to win back his wife’s heart and take good care of his daughter, making up for the regrets of his previous life; second, to use his foresight of the next 20 years to build a business empire and reclaim his former glory. Given a second chance at life, Shen Fei wanted nothing more than a warm and happy home with his wife and child!
Zen0s · 0 Views

Melting Her Cold Heart

Cheated on by her fiancé weeks before their wedding, Sara, vowed to never love again. Men could not be trusted, especially with a woman's heart. She had made the mistake once, and that was more than enough for her. Never again would she make the same mistake to give her heart to another. But her resolve began to waver when she came across her new boss, Alexander Legend, a man whose reputation in his expertise and ruthlessness in business preceded him. Respected and feared by many, but to Sara, he was an annoying pest she wished she never met. Too persisted for her liking yet, she finds herself falling, slowly melting in his presence. Getting used to his stolen kisses and hugs and sometimes anticipating them. °°°°° Excerpts “You will fall for me, Sara. One day, I'll have your heart too,” Alex drawled. His voice had a seductive allure that had her heart racing. The fact that his hand was leisurely resting around her waist didn't help her either. “Try as much as you want to,” despite her body begging for his touch, Sara was determined to reject him today and any other day. She couldn't make the same mistake again. “You won't succeed in your seduction. NOT NOW. NOT EVER.” Alex smirked, kissed behind her ear and her body trembled, much to his satisfaction. That was all he needed to keep purising the stubborn woman in his arms right now. “We shall see, Miss Ambrose,” he cooed and then released her. He returned to his seat and asked in a professional tone. “What is my schedule for today?”
Precious_1 · 96.2K Views

HER IDENTICAL PROBLEMS

Celeste stood at the beach, feeling his presence behind her. She swallowed nervously. It was now or never; these four years of one-sided love were going to end today. "Marcello, I want you to know I'm in love with you. I was going to endure it, but I can't. Marcello, I want to be yours, so please give me a chance," she shouted, turning around with tears in her eyes as she quickly hugged him. "Please, Marcello, I can't do this anymore. I know it sounds crazy, but I have always loved you," she said, burying her face below his chest. Lorenzo froze. He had received an anonymous message meant for his brother Marcello and had come in his place, thinking it was a threat. He had not expected to see a lady by the beach. She looked so delicate and dream-like, with the way the moon glistened on her alabaster skin and raven black hair, which looked like it had silver streaks when it flowed in the evening breeze. The soft dress swirled around her, sometimes billowing around her too. She was a siren, and he was enchanted by her beauty. He stood staring as she confessed her feelings, his body coming alive from her touch. She hugged him tightly, like a lover scared to let go, but the name on her lips wasn't his; it was his brother's—Marcello. ________ Celeste confesses her love to Marcello, her first love, but in a shocking twist, she discovers she actually poured her heart out to his older twin, Lorenzo whom she suddenly found herself growing attached to. Lost in the pool of a complicated web of emotions, Celeste must choose between her original feelings for Marcello and her growing connection with Lorenzo that must satisfy her heart and at the same time not cause a riff between both brothers. Meanwhile, Marcello's heartbreak and sense of betrayal threaten to destroy the brothers' relationship which had proven to be as hard as a rock for years. Will Celeste find true love with Marcello or follow her heart to Lorenzo? Can the brothers forgive each other and themselves if she were to make an unfavorable decision to either or both of them? This book is a romantic drama about family, love, and betrayal, where the lines between true love and first love are blurred.
AngelQuill · 36.9K Views

Rebirth : A Woman With Frozen Heart

This is an original story. 1. English is not my forte so please be kind and guide me ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ ALSO! Because of my lame naming skill, many people kinda confused with the use of 'Frozen Heart'. I used that word for Love Related, well she froze her heart because she doesn't want to fall in love (⌒_⌒;) ANYWAY! THIS IS THE FIRST NOVEL I MADE, SO IF THE PLOT KIND OF NOT MAKING SENSE OR TOO RUSHED, I PLEAD FOR KIND READERS' UNDERSTANDING. (#^.^#) I am REALLY a newbie writer here. (T▽T) 2. This Story might cause a lot of heartache, but the ending will be Happy! 3. Yes, this is mature and smutish story which contains sexual abuse or such so extreme caution is needed! Plus there will be LGBTQ related so I hope for everyone's kindness and understanding. (´∀`) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the last life, Ming Yue was abandoned and adopted by Qing Family. She was abused and mistreated, more over her adopted father always tried to molest her everytime there was a chance. This made Ming Yue became a gloomy person who never truly lived. Her only friends were ghosts who always kept bothering her day and night. In her twenties, her heart moved due to being saved by a man. A cold and handsome man whose eyes fixed not on her but a woman who had similar face with her. Yes, her twin sister.. Having no hope to have the man's heart, Ming Yue did everything she could to support the man and her twin sister while watching from the sideline with broken heart. She even sacrificed her life for the man. The man who finally realized that the one he truly loved was Ming Yue, made a vow while hugging Ming Yue's cold body. "If there is a next life, I will give all my heart to you." However.. it was different for Ming Yue.. In her last breath, she decided to let all go.. "In this life, I gave my life for you. In the next life, I want to live for myself.." "I won't fall in love with you for the second time.."
MelodiaRoze · 616.6K Views

Crimson Tears Of The Divine

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.
CelestialMountain · 2.6K Views

The Art of Falling Again

“He’s not coming”, Serena said not knowing how to break the news to her best friend that she had just been dumped on her wedding day. “What?”, Maya laughed as she thought this was one of the other jokes Serena made to cheer her up as she was nervous. “Here”, said Serena, giving her a letter… “he dropped this for you”. Maya the letter and opened it… her hands shaking as she was just about to confirm her worst fear. As Maya's eyes scanned the letter, her face crumbled, and her body began to shake. The words on the page blurred together as her eyes were full with tears, “he’s gone… he’s not coming back”. Maya said as she broke down. Her world came crashing down around her. She felt like she was drowning in a sea of despair, unable to catch her breath. The letter slipped from Maya's fingers, floating gently to the floor as she collapsed onto the bed, her body wracked with sobs. Serena rushed to her side, wrapping her in a tight hug as she tried to comfort her. "It's okay, Maya. I'm here for you. We'll get through this together," Serena whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. But Maya couldn't hear her. She was lost in a vortex of pain and heartbreak, unable to escape the agony that threatened to consume her. As the minutes ticked by, Maya's sobs slowly subsided, replaced by a numbness that spread through her like a cold, dark fog. She felt empty, hollow, like a part of her had been ripped away. Serena handed her a box of tissues, and Maya wiped her face, trying to compose herself. But as she looked around the room, she was reminded of the wedding that was supposed to take place today. The dress, the flowers, the cake – everything was ready, except for the groom. Maya's eyes landed on the letter, still lying on the floor. She felt a surge of anger and hurt, and she knew she had to read it again. This time, she would make herself understand the words, no matter how much they hurt. With a deep breath, Maya picked up the letter and began to read...
Izahbehla · 122 Views
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