a greenhouse with orchids

Liu Xinyue's life is overtime, instant noodles, and dodging her mother's calls about romantic suitors. Until she watches a man behead a ghost through a hallway window on her way to the office bathroom. Conscripted into China's secret spiritual defense program, she's paired with Zhou Shihan for missions hunting dangerous spirits across rural China. Three weeks confined together in the field, one week back home to recover. Repeat. Shihan is everything Xinyue isn't: confident, fearless, and openly gay. She's also impossible not to fall for. But Shihan lives freely, and Xinyue has spent years burying who she is beneath a wall of lies. As their missions escalate and the spirit realm pushes back further, the most terrifying thing Xinyue faces still remains. It isn't the ancient creatures trying to kill them, but standing in front of her parents and telling them the truth.

Several moments in Millie's story lead her to believe that all may not be as it seems. She becomes convinced of this in many ways, but the most important one is precisely Su-Jin. He immediately evokes several feelings in her, which she cannot get rid of despite her great efforts. So, despite her confidence that her life would continue peacefully and simply as before, he pulled her into his own world, which is nothing like Millie's, and refuses to let her out. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° ,,People with a good life shouldn't keep it just to themselves." °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° When two different souls merge into one. (k-drama style) Su-Jin&Millie

The greenhouse shouldn't have existed. Every map said the hill was empty. Yet there it stood, hidden beneath ivy and fog, its glass roof glowing faintly under the rain. Mira reached out and touched the door. The clock on her phone stopped. Somewhere in the distance, a church bell rang thirteen times. And when she stepped inside, she met a man. "A writer who creates stories. An architect who creates structures. Together they accidentally rewrite the structure of reality itself."

Zhera had put in great effort to surprise her moonmate Varnyx on their seventh anniversary which falls on her birthday too since he asked her to be his moonmate on her birthday. But he never showed up. And on her way out she heard his voice and also that of her best friend. Turns out he was cheating on her with her best friend Zynara. As she tried to leave, a vampire prince pulled her into his room and they had an encounter. The next day, news of her drugging a vampire prince had gotten out. Her father refused to hear her out or trust her and ended up disowning her. She sought comfort from an old friend. Soon enough she meets the Vampire prince again who suggest they get married to prevent the shame and ruining of their reputation. He thinks of her as a cunning wealth seeking woman who drugged him to have him trapped with. He makes sure she is reminded of that and treats her like a prisoner. Meanwhile Zhera is trying to find the Mastermind behind those rumors because she knows it was planned and that there is more to it . Where does their marriage lead them? Does she find the culprit? This leads to something bigger than them.

Willa Hart has nothing left. Seventy-three thousand pounds in debt. A sister, Juniper, dying in a hospital she can no longer afford. A mother who jumped off a cliff and left her behind. So when a man named Mr. Graves offers her a solution, she takes it—even though it terrifies her. Marry Dante Ashworth. Dante owns half of London and controls the rest. He's thirty-four, beautiful in the way a blade is beautiful, and he needs a wife. Not for love. For appearances. For one year, Willa will wear his rings, share his bed, and smile at his enemies. In exchange, every debt disappears. Juniper gets the best care in the country. And at the end, Willa walks away with one hundred thousand pounds. The contract is clear. The terms are cold. Willa signs anyway. The first months are a performance. Dante touches her like she's a transaction. She lies beside him in his black-bedded fortress and tells herself she feels nothing. But then small things begin to crack the ice. A glass of water left on her nightstand. A book she mentioned, appearing on her pillow. A note cancelling her appointments because she looked tired. And one night, when she wakes up screaming from the same dream of her mother falling, Dante doesn't order her to be quiet. He opens his arms. He holds her. He says her name like it means something. Then she finds the photographs. A blonde woman. Lena. Dante's first wife. Dead by suicide off the cliffs, seven years ago. Dante says he loved her too much, held her too tight, and she slipped through his fingers. But a letter arrives—anonymous, venomous—claiming Lena was pushed. Not by Dante's hands, but by his cruelty. His jealousy. His need to own. The letter is signed: A Friend. That friend is Felix, Lena's brother. And he has been waiting years to destroy Dante. Now he has a new target: Willa. When Juniper disappears from her hospital bed, a single white orchid left on her pillow—the same flower from Lena's photographs—Willa's worst fears become real. Felix has taken her sister to punish Dante. And Dante, the man who bought her, the man she has been learning to hate and love in equal measure, walks into that warehouse alone. He offers himself in exchange for Juniper. His life for hers. He survives. Barely. Juniper survives. And Willa is left with a choice. The contract expires in one year. Dante hands her a check for one hundred thousand pounds and a letter declaring her free. You can leave, he says. You never have to see me again. But Willa has learned something in that fortress on the hill. Hate and love are the same coin, just different sides. And she is not Lena. She is not fragile. She is not going to jump. She stays. Blood and Orchids is a dark romance about transactional love becoming real, about broken people learning to hold each other without crushing, and about the terrifying question at the heart of every dangerous relationship: What if the monster is the only one who can keep you safe? And what if you love him anyway?

While moving to a new neighbourhood, Dan Shu found a new house and decided to live in there. In there, he discovered something that would change his life.

My husband, tech giant Ethan Vance, suffered from chronic insomnia. His only solace was a custom fragrance I blended for him, derived from the rare "Moonlight Orchids" I cultivated myself. At the charity dinner for our seventh wedding anniversary, his childhood sweetheart, Chloe Bennet, poured a bucket of industrial cleaner into my orchid greenhouse. I fell to my knees, screaming and crying, desperately trying to save them. She covered her mouth, her eyes wide with feigned innocence as she apologized. "Oh my God, Ava, I had no idea you made the fragrance from these. I just thought they were pretty decorations!" Ethan gently held the frightened Chloe. To stop me from "making a scene," he shoved me violently to the ground. My wrist slammed against a steel frame, and a sickening crack echoed the shattering of bone. The first thing I did was contact a lawyer to file for divorce. A month later, late one night, my ex-husband, gaunt and tormented by insomnia, gazed at the skeletal remains of the glass greenhouse.

[ Danmei ] Hu QuenQui, who was a child born way too early unconsciously absorbed a phoenix core that put the cultivation world into chaos. When Halo Sect Offical finds him he is left with no choice but to uncover his late mother's secrets. *** Warning: This novel includes bad language and scenes that include gore, blood, and abuse that may be upsetting for some readers

In her previous life, she took the wrong "white lotus" script, causing her to die a miserable death. Heaven has let her live again, so she shouldn't have to suffer the hardships of her past life once more! Feng Moxi sheds her weakness from her previous life. Making a new choice, she must fight! There are monsters! Kill them! There are scumbags! Eliminate them! With her meager strength, she picks up a Heavy Sword and forges a difficult path forward. Unexpectedly, that arrogant and reckless person who caused her no small amount of trouble along the way eventually becomes a comrade-in-arms to whom she can entrust her back, a companion for life. The sky fills with darkness, the Demon People emerge! The Heavenly Dao returns. One day, Feng Moxi is leisurely roasting beast meat by the river. Chaoyang, having just finished fighting a demon beast, sees the crumbs on her lips and immediately leans in. "Want some?" Chaoyang dazedly nodded his head. Suddenly, a piece of burnt beast meat is stuffed into his mouth. Chaoyang pulls Feng Moxi into his embrace, gently brushes the corner of her lips with his hand, and says, "You're mine!" Apocalypse + Cultivation + Doting Boyfriend

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.