The Rise of Xueyue
"What do you want from me?" "Everything. Your soul, your body, your heart, but above all, I want you. Come to me, and you will be sheltered from every storm and hurricane that might come our way." - - - - - Like every pitiful protagonist, Xueyue's life was riddled with unfortunate events. An aloof birth mother? Check. A crazy father? Check. An older sister with a superior complex?Double-check! Through a twist of unfortunate events, Xueyue was sentenced to death by beating. And no, she did not reincarnate to a better life. Offered the opportunity to have a new identity, Xueyue eventually found herself colliding paths with a mischievous and fearsome, but devilishly handsome Commander who'd stop at nothing to acquire her heart. Will he succeed in doing so? Sly. Vicious. Ruthless. The very whisper of his name was enough for soldiers to abandon their weapon and armor in the battlefield. Yet, this merciless Commander found himself on wits-end with a sharp-tongued woman that turned his entire world into beautiful chaos. Many say love is a fleeting emotion, but to them, love is a constant devotion. - - - - - [WARNING: THERE IS MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY.] Note: This is an ORIGINAL story, and not a translation. This book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. Please do not post it anywhere else. This book is 500+ chapters because it is a combination of the entire volume (4-5 books) in one! All rights reserved. Amazing Editors: Swaning, Ketaki, filledelisle Author's IG: @xincerely_author The book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. The cover is commissioned art, all rights belong to me and the artist, Lia Audelia.
The Phoenix
It rained for a week after the Emperor died. The rain would not stop as stormy grey clouds cast over Hanjian for the entire week. It was as if the entire Heavens were mourning over his death.
White banners were hung everywhere as funeral preparations took place. For the entire mourning period of a week, no one was allowed to wear bright colors. Everything was muted and monochrome.
Everything happened in a blur to Yu Zhen who could not recount the days of mourning nor the funeral. It happened slowly and surely as everything was set in stone. He did not cry with everyone else. Rather, the rain cried in his stead. It dribbled down his cheeks in place of what should be his tears.
During the actual burial, no one dared to carry umbrellas as rain poured down on them. Everyone bore with it, even the Imperial Family.