ready to spring

Yang Ge had never been the greatest in the world. But later, everyone in the realm of martial artists said he was the greatest in the world… PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals, and reconciliation. PS2: The second place in the world is also good PS3: People strive for fame and fortune, struggling for a lifetime, and finally realize that it's just a bubble

Gu Xiaoqing died tragically under the domestic violence of her husband, Fu Guoqiang, only to be reborn at the age of twelve. At that time, her sister had not yet been forced by their grandmother to marry Feng Quezi, a fifteen-year-old from the neighboring village. Her parents had not yet, in order to treat her brother's illness, listened to the suggestions of her uncle and aunt, marrying her off for a hundred yuan to the gambling and abusive Fu Guoqiang, which led to her tragic death. This time, Gu Xiaoqing is determined not to waste this new life. She will get rid of the bad relatives and dump the scumbag. This is the true path to counterattack.

[COMPLETED] Fuse Ren had long been accustomed to living in the long winter. He never thought the snow would melt until the appearance of Hanada Tsubaki. Their love bloomed despite the harshness surrounding them. But, it was the story of five years ago. Ren was forcibly returned to where he belonged. He was dragged back into living in the freezing air. When Ren found Tsubaki again, she had lost all the memory related to him. Not even once was spared. To avoid drowning in the frostiness, he began his journey to once again invite the spring to grace his life. "I'll make you fall in love with me again," promised Ren as he gently kissed the back of her hand. "Whenever you're tired of donning the cold mask, you can come to me. I'll always be here," whispered Tsubaki softly. To Ren, Tsubaki would always be his spring. -------------------------------------- Commissioned cover by yuuri_e (Instagram). Exclusively for this book. Discord: hansora#1507 Instagram: hansora_author

（An elder above purity, beneath the High Mountain Flower, the divine altar.） In summer 2021, it was Jiang Tan's first encounter with Zhou Yingzhun. The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a shady corner, "Jiang Tan, there's a shortcut right here, will you take it?" Upon hearing that, Jiang Tan looked up at him. Jiang Tan loved Zhou Yinghuai. She loved his refined gaze when he lightly laughed, always composed, never captivated by emotions. But it wasn't tender-hearted devotion, rather an unspoken agreement. Ironically, it was Jiang Tan who broke the rules and allowed herself to fall, covered in heavy snow, her voice was crisp and cold: "Zhou Yingzhun, don't just like. Love!" The man's eyes were faintly aloof, a rare display of seriousness: "Tantan, I simply do not possess such a thing." She left him on a snowy night, Zhou Yingzhun did not utter a word to keep her, but the lights stayed on all night. In summer 2023, Jiang Tan's startup began to take shape, while the once low-profile man now attended all sorts of meetings, dominating the headlines, revealing his wealth as well as his charisma. Jiang Tan looked at the mole near his eye corner, lightly touching the screen, a lump forming in her throat. Meeting at the conference table, they were now just strangers. Jiang Tan argued with his subordinates, but was defeated each time. He, on the other hand, spectated from a higher position with an indifferent look. When the meeting ended, Jiang Tan gritted her teeth and packed up, while Zhou Yinghuai, with a slight lift of his eyebrows, said nonchalantly, "Jiang Tan, it's been a while." Jiang Tan left without turning back. Finally, during a cup-and-toast night at the Yangshan port, an intoxicated Jiang Tan settled in a corner, Zhou Yingzhun approached nonchalantly with a cigarette in his mouth, holding a pair of high heels in his hand. Under the public eye, the most indifferent man bent down to help her put on her shoes. Breaking into sobs, she said, "Zhou Yingzhun, you don't love me, why do you appear in my dreams?" His gaze turned gloomy, and after a moment, he softly replied, "Tantan, then can I light a firework in your dream as an apology?" Regardless of whatever else life offers, I am only fond of you. I will beg her to turn around, I will ask her to love me. Utter composure, profound obsession.

Only one word: Heirloom Heirloom? Isn't that a valuable object that has belonged to a family for several generations? Something that is supposed to bring pride, but not always, at least not in this story. Everything started with the mysterious 'Heirloom' and everything will probably end with it. Li Wei is our ML and Wang Yu Yan is our FL. The empty blanks I will leave it to you all to fill as you read their story. Come, witness their journey full of love, dangers, and some life-threatening secrets. _____________________ Excerpt He kissed her softly at first and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made Wang Yu Yan cling to him as the only stable thing in the dizzy swaying world. And Wang Yu Yan did not realize when her hands clutched to Li Wei's shirt tightly. Her hands automatically circled Li Wei's neck. On realizing this, Li Wei slowly and slowly kept on deepening the kiss. It became more and more passionately by the second. As it did, Wang Yu Yan felt her heartbeat accelerating. Li Wei parted his lips from her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. Li Wei looked into her deep eyes. Wang Yu Yan was doing the same. This feeling that she was felt was foreign yet a nice feeling. She wanted to feel more of this, more of this, and before a swimming giddiness spun her round and round, Wang Yu Yan knew that she was kissing him back. .............................. The cover is not mine it belongs to its rightful owner. This is an original story by me and my best friend. So pls give it a try Thank You Neonlover_1 and Rainbow_Writermark

With a different identity, she has entered in the enemy Kingdom. She wanted to bring back Wan Hu Shang. The Crown Prince is ignorant about her real name and identity. He invited her to live in his Palace for a month and celebrate the Event of Winter since she saved his life from the angry crowd of wild sambars. The time comes and she is able to reach Wan Hu and free him but she herself got trapped by the enemy and fell in his personal prison. Will she be able to free herself and reach her father? The sparks those initiated between Prince Wan Hu and Henan, could she be able to understand her heart? Will she ignore him again? What would be her choice either to fulfill the wish of her father or fell in love with Wan Hu Shang, what would be her destiny? A Queen or an Army General? A quite unique and strong female lead is meant to shine in history. Join me author on this journey. The above is the synopsis for second volume. ... "I don't need another life to prove myself. I have this one. let me see if I lose or win. I am Henan Zhong." "Stay with the story and each and every chapter will be a new revelation for you readers." The opening first volume is the setting of the great story ahead. The story revolves around deception, untold emotions, newfound passions, strong characters, and many more. The daughter of General Zhong becomes General by way of chance in an era where girls were not allowed to wield weapon or study Martial Ways. This story is not for those who like to read weak female lead stories. Chapter release rate: 2-3/daily ... Photo Google courtesy, not mine. Just edited

When exactly it happened, no one knows. But the Veil appeared – a mysterious realm bridging countless alien dimensions. Zombie Sieges. Silent Academies. Sword Art Realities... Within its shifting borders lay endless riches, lovers from a thousand worlds, and power enough to shatter the very earth. Dreamers and schemers flocked to its call. Laughter echoed. Tears fell. Some lived. Many died. It was a playground for the strong. A hell for the weak. And our story begins... with a young man, bearer of the Veil's most enigmatic EX-class Bloodline, snapping back to consciousness... seven years before it all went to hell.

Vivian Sinclair followed her mother into the Prescott Family. Mother and daughter survived by clinging to the Prescotts. The Prescott siblings looked down on her background, bullied her, and ridiculed her as lowly. Only Curtis Prescott stood up: "The weaker you are, the stronger the enemy becomes. Don't be afraid, fight back." A naive heart secretly thumped, gradually imprisoning her childhood kindness from the young boy. Until that night, Miss Prescott ordered someone to kidnap her and silence her. The phone call made in panic was a lifeline: "Curtis is busy. She said if it's your call, don't answer!" Lost love and hate instantly froze into ice. Tristan Sterling had a face as cold as ice; every time Vivian Sinclair met this man, she needed a great psychological struggle. Yet, countless times, this man's cold-hearted and sharp tongue saved her from peril. But it was this aloof man who stood firmly behind her when she was humiliated and ridiculed, revealing his feelings only after nightfall. "Back then, I thought the girl with the bow was so silly, yet I remembered this silly girl." After losing contact with Vivian Sinclair, Curtis Prescott frantically searched for her within his heart: "Vivian, don't leave me, I was wrong!" Julian Sterling stood by with a faux gangster aura: "You don't need to take responsibility for that night."

I suddenly found myself in a world where traditional gender roles are reversed. Here, men are rare, with a staggering 1/100 male-to-female ratio. Things are quite different from my old world, but despite the surprises, I'm making the most of it and having a pretty enjoyable time!

*cover is not my picture Jade Lu was brought up by her grandmother, the Matriach of Lu family. Her parents dislike her and thinks she is weird while her siblings saw her as eye sore who took away their grandma's love and attention. Her parents did not know how to deal with Jade who suffers from Asperger's syndrome, a disorder that shows impairment in social and emotional cognition. Under her grandma's support and love, Jade grew up to be beautiful, talented and successful but still socially awkward and a loner. Jade's perfect world crashed when her grandma (Mama Lu) died leaving her all alone in this world along with the Lu business empire. Fate is a strange thing. Just when she thought there is no reason to go on living, she caught the attention of a cold and heartless man. What happens when a socially challenge woman meets an ice cube? Can they find solace in each other presence? Can he protect her from her vicious family members that hated her? Excerpt from one of the chapter in this story: Derek: Then I'll be there. Since that night, I have made my mind up that I'll be wherever you need me to be. Jade: Are you sure, you are the same rumoured Derek Lee, the demon prince, cold, unfeeling, vicious and etc. The list is just too long for me to type out. Oh, I forgot to add, man of few words. From the moment, we met I think you spoke more than I did. You are quite a talker. Are you an imposter? ? Derek : Before this I never met someone like you. Those people that I meet usually don't deserve this side of me. Maybe when a demon meet a demoness the effect is opposite? ? Well, you are one to talk as well, aren't you the ice queen? The one who dislike physical contact but who is it that loves my chest so much? ? Jade: Well.. when an ice cube meets the ice queen in a place like Sahara desert, won't the ice melt? Go to sleep, okay? I am ?. Sweet dreams. another excerpt: "Ok, I accept. Are we friends? You will be my first ever friend then" "To be honest, I want to be more than friends but I'll take it slow but since knowing you I can't help sigh that I am no longer young." She looked at him in disbelief with eyes wide open. "Am I scaring you?" "Mm, you mean to say, you want to be more than friends? Meaning?" "I always wanted to do this" He said as he closed in on her face and his lips met hers when he lifted her chin up and kissed her. He was clumsy because it was his first time and she was as clueless as him. They followed their instinct instead. He slipped in his tongue when she parted her lips and they stopped when accidentally bit his lower lip and tasted the metallic flavour of blood. They were left breathless. "If we were only friends, I am not allow to do that or hold you real close to me..... p/s this is my second attempt at writing, I deleted my first story due to lack of public interest and lack of proper planning on my behalf. however, this story is different because it is definitely more structured and written with an extra passion.