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Is The Heaven Is For Real

Who is the Villain?

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.
Eternal_bunny · 142.7K Views

The Heiress Is Back

When the cold metal of the heavy-duty truck knocked her, she surprisingly somersaulted in the air before crashing harshly on the cold and wet floor. Blood oozed from every natural opening in her body, including the artificially created ones, courtesy of the truck. Former heiress, Iris Bowman breathed her last, wishing for nothing but an opportunity to avoid the board meeting that destroyed her entire life. As funny as her wish may sound, the deities answered her prayer, fulfilling her dying wish. Iris was reborn as a vindictive grand witch who wouldn't bat an eyelid when wreaking havoc. How would she mend the broken relationship with her family and avoid her sister's tragic death? Would she save herself from doom in this lifetime? By a cunning design of the heavens, Iris Bowman discovered Tyler Harper, the heavily wounded mafia prince, sitting at the back of her limited-edition Ferrari. When love sparked between the two, would Iris survive in his ruthless world filled with bloodshed, or would it overwhelm her? What if the bloodshed was what the new Iris loved more than anything? Now, her traitor of a fiance wanted her back, but Iris had different plans for him. ******* "Tyler… Tyler… Don't be surprised that I know who you are…Tyler… I promise you… I mean no harm… Please, I need you to calm down and wait for a little while… Please don't die on me, Tyler… I beg you… Spare my sister and I… We cannot stand the wrath of the Harper clan if anything were to happen to you." Iris pleaded dreadfully. “Drive!” It was all the mafia king had to say before he shut his eyes.
call_me_mirror · 376.1K Views

His Wife Is the Real Boss

After her mother passed away and her father remarried, Tang Qianmiao was sent to live in a "stranger's" house. From that moment on, she was showered with affection by the entire family. Her enthusiastic aunt: “Miaomiao, don't be a stranger. From now on, I’m your mother, and this is your home!” Her gentle uncle: “Miaomiao, put that down. Why should a girl like you cook? Let your brother Xian handle it.” Her considerate younger brother: “Sis, I’ll finish your homework for you. Just relax and play your games.” Feng Xian, however, sneered at his family's behavior and warned the young girl, “Stay away from me.” But before long, everything changed. One night, when Qianmiao returned home late, she was cornered by a certain man at the stairs who demanded, “Who was that man who dropped you off just now, hmm?” She gave him a playful smile, “Are you jealous?” Her smile threw him off balance, and his heartbeat quickened. From that moment on, the always calm and collected Mr. Feng found himself lost in the charm of a young girl's smile. This little girl, unloved by her father, raised in the countryside with no power or influence, was prone to insecurity. He had to protect her carefully, ensuring no one could ever hurt her. Yet, strangely, every time before he could step in, she had already dealt with the situation with ease. One day, his subordinate nervously reported, “Sir, on the wealth rankings, Miss Qianmiao has surpassed... you.” Mr. Feng glanced over the documents, his eyes growing darker. It turns out that his little girl was not just a student; she held many other identities, each more astonishing than the last! … People mocked Tang Qianmiao, saying she wasn’t worthy of Mr. Feng. Little did they know, every day, Mr. Feng was working tirelessly to keep up with her pace.
BoshFan · 7.1K Views
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