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The Queer Emperor's Wife Is A Little Too Daring!

Autor: _AiRen_
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" I will love you far and beyond------ If there exists eternity, I'll be there right behind you. For if by your side I find myself then where else could I be without you... " ********* Excerpt: " Who are you? Why do you keep following me!" "...because it's you?" A certain shameless purple eyed stalker retorted. " Why are you leaching off here for? Find someone else! " "...because it's you!" the certain unashamed purple eyed leacher explained. " Aaaahhh! Get lost you pervert! " " Well how can I?...because it's y..." even before Wu Jun Jie could retort back with his shameless speeches, Jun Ai Nian had already taken out a knife to castrate him! ***** ° Who said only male leads have to be cold and all powerful? Nah...they could be subservient right? ° Who said a hero can't be a weakling?...Well, who won't like the idea of having a ML playing the role of a damsel in distress! ° Who said a male lead has to always stand atop general masses?... He could just be whiny little fellow that feels no shame in hiding behind his wife! Well, when you have --- A dominating female lead possessing a very ruthless and cruel heart, a person with multiple personality disorder (well not quite so), has a serious case of obsession with money over handsome hunks! A mischievous, cunning and covetous male lead who acts cute (only in front of fl), has a serious case of typical ML jealously syndrome, is black bellied but a docile and filial husband through and through! --- A novel such as this is possible! ********* Not every fantasy romance is unreal. For Love has never been a fantasy! Join in this fun filled sugery romance with a few fluffs here and a few thrills there with Jun Ai Nian and Wu Jun Jie whilst overcoming mysteries, schemes and thrills that lay in their paths.

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Chapter 1Prologue

" When you've managed to stumble directly into the heart of the unknown - either through the misdirection of others, or better yet, through your own creative ineptitude - there is no one there to hold your hand or tell you what to do. In those bad lost moments, in the times when you are advised not to panic, we own the unknown, and the world belongs to us. The child within has full reign. Few of us are ever so free..."

-- Tim Cahill

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Sometimes things don't go the way you have planned. You try to get over your hardships only to find it multiply itself!

You find yourself losing the battle, getting sucked up into the inferno of darkness and depression. One thing that holds you from being submerged into this bottomless pit of darkness is ' Hope '.

Holding onto it keeps you moving on...

Time flows by but that hope never fades, with memories as the only incentive!

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It's been 11 years already!

But I have never lost that hope...Yet.

Well how can I?

I miss my mother so much!

I want to see her smiling face, eyes full of adoration, cuddle with her, play with her...like I used to.

It seems to be so that with her out of my life, I have turned into a lodger in the present, a dweller from the past and a wanderer of the future!

Never had a day gone by without me thinking about her, I miss her every damn day. I would stand in my balcony looking up at the stars thinking of any one reason of her leaving me.

Why did you leave...

I have had nightmares in my sleep after she left me...I still do have them!

But it didn't in the least bothered me...even though they make me exhausted and I could hardly get a wink of sleep, I'm happy, at least I could see her, feel her presence in my sleep...

Anyway, what's the big deal? My life was already a living nightmare !

What hurts the most is...Dad!

He avoided talking about her as much as he could. He might be hurting too much, was what I had thought of, that it might hurt him more to talk about her.

But I was wrong. He never did care actually!

It was nearly a year after my mom left, when I asked about her. He remained silent. No matter how many times I asked him he covered it up with different excuses.

I still remember that awful day till now. That day I had approached him again. His reaction was the one of the thing that left me stunned.

"She is well. Doing fine. You don't have to worry about her" , he said , his voice rising with every word he spoke.

He then shouted , "She's gone already... "

Even before he could finish I ran. I ran away from my so called home.

Or was it really my home?

I couldn't bear to look at his face any more. That hurtful expression on his face was too much for me so running away was what I had thought as the best way to escape from the pain I was suffering from, my helplessness, my fear, the feeling of betrayal, uncertainty I felt... that day.

I didn't know what had happened then. I woke up to find myself in the hospital. I was claimed to be tired, suffering from depression and stressed out by the doctor there, that I needed rest. He prescribed me with sleeping meds and suggested therapy sessions for a couple of months. I was free to go soon after.

Ever since that day I ignored my father. Our relationship became strained and was barely holding on.

One thing that made it possible was that we lived in the same house!

We hardly ever spoke. I didn't even care to acknowledge his existence forget about speaking. Sometimes he tried to initiate conversations, with me nodding or shouting at him (most of the time) at beginning. He would bear with both my silence and outbursts.

Gradually, I stopped speaking as a whole, never to shout, to blame, to let my emotions known to anyone!

Silence was the medicine I needed I suppose?

Therapy sessions were of no help to me.

They tried to get rid of my nightmare problem but I didn't want them to. I acted as if I was recovering, faking it. Soon, I became some one who could fool others without even trying and successfully got rid of the stupid sessions!

As for my father, he got himself busy with work to avoid arguments. He spent less and less time at home.

I could care less anyway?

I too avoided him. I became drawn to silence and confined myself to isolation. I kept my emotions bottled up. I hardly ever spoke with others needless to say made any friends!

I thought I didn't require a friend whatsoever...

It was as if my whole world had shut down and that I was on the brink of collapsing soon, which I won't mind actually...

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Hi, here is my swap review. Before I begin, I just want to say that this is just my opinion and I'm not trying to be mean or offensive. First of all, the title is really eye catching so congrats on that. The blurb is also interesting. Writing quality It's pretty good, no major grammatic errors or anything like that. I do suggest maybe experimenting with sentence length. However, it felt really dry because most of the time I was stuck in the mc's head. Please consider show not tell; a lot of writers find it hard balancing the two, myself too. But it is paramount that you get the right balance. I suggest writer Jenna Moreci's youtube channel. Show me the character argue with her father, show me the character's mom leaving. Don't tell me because it takes away from the story and as a reader I don't feel sympathy to her. I won't be able to feel that connection that makes me root for her and want to read just one more page to see what she does next. Story development It's the first time I have ever given someone a one star for this, and it may seem like I'm being mean or too critical, BUT, love, I was stuck with the Mc for 5 chapters and the inciting incident did not happen. You are just showing me this girl going to school, coming home, going to school. And that's 5 chapters of nothing happening. I know, but stuff is happening! Technically no, your character is not being proactive. The plot is not developing. I'm five chapters in and all I know is a teenage girl who has daddy issues dreams of this guy, who seems to be from another world? The dialogue also isn't being used efficiently. The voices of the characters should be distinctive. Character Design I really don't mean to be offensive, but I literally feel no sympathy for the mc. She's not being proactive, literally just complaining about how awful her life is and being a whiny brat. From the title and the blurb I got the impression that the main character will be a nice mature lady, or at least someone like you said, daring and mischievous and fun. Instead, it was a teenage girl being emo and overdramatic about her life. Instead of liking her and rooting for her, I just thought she was annoying. I know that sounds super daunting, but there's a simple fix to that. When you introduce your character, even if she's not proactive (doing something to move the plot along or get what she wants) you should pick her good qualities and highlight them by showing it. For example, is the main character kind and helpful? - Show her help a lost kid. Is the character a brat with a good heart? - Show her being mean to a shop clerk, then go and show a girl thanking her for helping her out with the clerk. The first chapter, you should cash in to the good/heroic qualities of the mc and build sympathy. As for world back ground, are we in modern society? What about this world the male lead I'm assuming is from? Why are you telling me the mc's family history in the beginning? to make her seem pitiful? but that works against you, you should show it instead (e.g. have an awkward family dinner). Think about ways to pepper the world background/history throughout your work and not all at the beginning. Dialogue is a really good way to show the world background. The emoji's are really cute, but don't rely on them to show how your mc is feeling. I will be really honest, please don't hate me, but I read a lot of novels and I've seen this sort of idea of a strong female lead and male lead that acts as a damsel in distress a lot. Maybe think of a little twist to make it more fun, your own little thing. Maybe make the male lead partially blind during the full moon and he gets in trouble because he forgets and that's how the female lead comes to his rescue and he takes a liking to her? I suggest that maybe dropping hints of their fated connection and use it as a reveal or a midpoint twist later on. Just a suggestion you don't have to do any of this. I recommend Jerry Jenkins. He has a free blog with so many free resources on everything, and a youtube channel. Anyway, I hope I did not crush you too badly. Wish you luck!

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