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.
Part One
"Mama, Mama, this way!" an excited voice called out in the distance, followed by the energetic run of a small boy. His cheeks were full of life, red as a poppy, with a large grin decorating his soft features.
"Hurry, hurry!" he whined whilst dashing back towards his waddling mother. He could not tear his eyes away from her, even for a minute. She reminded him of the protagonists in lovely stories read at bedtime.
Her long hair was woven into a bun, beautiful hairpins dangling from it. The sunlight shone upon her shoulders, radiating her in ways he could not imagine. She was practically glowing from the pregnancy, it was too difficult to ignore.
"Now, now, Chenjiang, your mother can only walk so fast," Yu Zhen chided. He could not fathom his young son, no more than the age of six, was this energetic. He could not imagine a child could smile so brightly in his presence.