Do you like adventure, love and tears? In this book, you will find that between to female  one from America and one japan two different languages born in two different places how will these to meet and how will they fall in love

Ayu adalah seorang yang pendiam dan tidak bisa melalui masalahnya sendiri.

Apakah Ana dapat membantu Ayu untuk menyelesaikan semua masalahnya.

Atau sebaliknya Ayu yang menyelesaikannya dengan cara dia sendiri.

Untuk cerita selengkapnya, kalian bisa baca disini

Selama ini aku salah dalam melakukan sesuatu, semoga perubahan ku ini dapat menjadikan aku manusia yang lebih baik lagi.

Karena perubahan yang sejati adalah mengubah diri menjadi lebih baik dan bermanfaat bagi orang lain.

April woke up one morning. This presentation would be very important for her future career at the company. 

Then she suddenly realized that she wasn't able to read the texts on her phone anymore. When she couldn't understand the news on her tv, she knew something was terribly wrong.

Her mind seemed to think in a different language!

Ren arrived just in time for dinner. Excitedly Fae immediately ran to the door to greet him when Linda informed her that Ren was home.
"Hey ... how was the conference? How have you been all day?" asked Fae enthusiastically as she met Ren by the door.
The man was amazed to see Fae's attitude. She looked so happy to see him. The man realized he had never experienced having anyone looking so happy to see him come home. In this mansion, there were only several staff and they were all too distant from him. 
This feels... heartwarming.
Ahh... it felt so good when someone was waiting for us to come home, Ren thought to himself.
He reached his hands and embraced Fae who came to him. Ren kissed the girl's forehead and answered in a cheerful voice. "The conference was a success. I'm fine. What kept you busy today?"
Fae discussed some of the books she had read as she walked hand in hand with Ren to the dining room.
"I was just trying to see if I spoke a language other than the five I was familiar with yesterday, so I went through all the books in your library to see if there were any more books in other languages ​​that I recognized," Fae replied.
"So? Do you speak any other foreign languages?" asked Ren with interest.
Fae shook her head and replied with a low voice. "No. Only those five."
Ren ruffled Fae's hair with a laugh. "It's already great that you are able to speak five languages. Why do you sound sad?"
"Hmm ... but you speak ten languages," said Fae again.
"Ahh ... we are different. I've studied various languages ​​for over 20 years and I AM a genius."
Fae admitted that Ren was right. "You're right, I should be grateful to speak five languages. Ahh .. I really want to remember where and how I learned all those languages. I don't think I learned them in school."
"Later, I will help you find more information about your parents," said Ren. "After we come home from Monaco, I'll take you to Italy and Romania. Who knows, we might find clues about your childhood with your parents there."
Fae's eyes lit up at hearing Ren's words. She hugged Ren and exclaimed happily, "It will make me so happy! Thank you so much!"
"Hmm ... don't thank me just yet. We won't necessarily find any clues," said Ren firmly. "But I promise, I'll try my best."
Fae just nodded happily. She couldn't wait to live her life with Ren, and then explored places from her past so that she could retrieve some memories from her childhood with her parents.
They ate dinner in a warm and romantic atmosphere. As usual, the two of them didn't talk much, but Fae could feel Ren's warmth and care for her.
After finishing their meal, Ren invited Fae to sit and chat in the library while enjoying a sweet port. Port was a type of sweet red wine typical of Portugal.
"This port is a personal gift from a member of the conference delegation. He is Portugal's minister of environment and has his own vineyard in Porto. He brought it especially for me," Ren said as he poured the port into Fae's glass. "I feel like this special port should be enjoyed with a special person too."
"Ahh ... thanks," said Fae. She waited for Ren to finish pouring the port for himself and then they toasted.
"I've spoken to Amelia and she will prepare everything for us to travel to Monaco," said Ren. "My schedule next week is quite busy, so, I can't spend so much time with you. You have to find things to do to entertain yourself. You can do some gardening, knitting, reading, or you can look for a school ... whatever you want. I'll be busy working."
"Very well," Fee nodded. "Is Amelia coming with us to Monaco?"
She was curious to see what Ren's secretary was like. Was Amelia pretty? From her name, she sounded like a beautiful girl ...
"No. Amelia will take care of my work here. I don't need her in Monaco," Ren replied.
"Oh, I see." On the one hand, Fee was a little relieved that Amelia was not coming with them, but on the other hand, she was still curious to know what kind of person Ren had worked closely with.
Eventually, however, Fae decided not to overthink it and refrained from asking questions about Amelia before Ren introduced them properly.
"After we get married, what do you want to do?" asked Ren.
"Uhm ... I want to find a school. I want to continue my education so I can—" Fae suddenly turned silent. She really wanted to be an educated girl so that she could keep up with Ren. She didn't want to embarrass him because he had a wife who was a country bumpkin and didn't go to school.
"Why are you quiet?" asked Ren in surprise. "I love it when you want to study. You can decide what you want to study, I'll help you go to school."
"Thank you," said Fee, nodding. "I want to study literature. I love reading. I understand several languages ​​already. It would be nice to compare literary works from different cultures and languages."
"Sounds good," Ren nodded in agreement. "I personally prefer natural sciences like physics and maths, but knowledge is knowledge."
Fee knew that Ren worked at SpaceLab before he was asked to return to Moravia by his royal family. The man was world-famous as the youngest professor to head the Space Exploration division at SpaceLab. 
He used the name Ren Hanenberg without any mention of his aristocratic status and managed to hide his identity for years.
"Do you miss your old life?" asked Fee attentively. She knew Ren did not want power and hoped to escape his duties as the successor to the Moravian throne by the royal family. Fae wanted to know if Ren actually wanted to return to SpaceLab.
Ren didn't answer for a long time. His face looked like he was thinking hard and remembering something. He then shook his head.
"I don't miss my old life. There are so many things I want to do in the future," replied Ren at last. "You will be a part of it all."
"Oh .." Fee nodded happily at Ren's words. Whatever he wanted to do, as long as Fee was in it, the girl would be delighted to be part of it.
"So .. you will go to school and learn about literature?" Ren confirmed Fee's plan. He poured another port into their glass.
The girl nodded firmly.


[COMPLETED]
He thought he wasn't capable of love... until he met her.

Can a marriage survive when 'love' is one-sided? Is the love of one person enough for two? Can you forgive the enemy when the person who destroyed your life is the person you love the most?

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Vega Linden was taken away from her doting parents and led a desperately lonely life in a quiet village, not knowing who she was. There, she met the prince who came to give her family.... or so she thought. 

She was the sun that shone over his darkness, the flowers that bloomed in his spring, the only woman he would ever love... if only he could.

This is the story of the prince who cannot fall in love and the missing heiress.

The book covers revenge and how love conquers all. Can bad people turn good? Will kindness really defeat evil? Can you forgive people who had hurt you so badly that you want to destroy the world just to make them pay?

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After her fever subsided, Xia Ruya began coughing violently again for several consecutive days. She then gradually recovered and by the time she did, she had already lost a significant amount of weight.
Old Mrs. Wen had stopped going for her mahjong sessions. Although it seemed on the surface that she had merely stopped because Xia Ruya had moved back into the Wen Family, Wen Xinya knew that it was actually because Old Mrs. Wen had been on a losing streak which even the God of Fortune could not save her from. Hence, she had spent a bomb on a God of Fortune statue and altar which she placed at home. She would offer joss sticks to the statue thrice a day.
Wen Xinya would be filled with a bizarre feeling whenever she saw Old Mrs. Wen kneeling on the praying mat. 
Ever since Luo Le took Ning Shuqian's pulse, she had stopped creating any more trouble and never once used her pregnancy to wreak havoc.
Wen Haowen had been a caring and dutiful husband and would rush home to look after Ning Shuqian after work every day. He would also be at Old Mr. Wen's beck and call and do his best to be filial. Hence, he had no time to provoke Wen Xinya. 
At this point, she had no idea how far the preparations for her coming-of-age ceremony had progressed.
After a few days of Russian lessons with Si Yiyan, she had already mastered the six basic vowels and the various consonant changes and syllables. She had begun to wonder if she actually had some talent in picking up a new language. Well, at least… she had been learning well under Si Yiyan. Did talent vary from person to person too?
Si Yiyan said, "Repeat after me, Ялюблютебя!"
Wen Xinya gritted her teeth and said to Si Yiyan, "Si Yiyan, are you just trying to play a prank on me again? Do you really think I don't know that that phrase means 'I love you'? Hmph! I didn't watch so many Russian movies for nothing."
That phrase was the one that she had picked up within the shortest time. When she was watching a Russian movie and listening to the conversation between the male and female leads, she instinctively mimicked the way the male lead mouthed the words. After learning the phrase, she repeatedly recited it in her head and tried to memorize it.
Si Yiyan frowned and said suggestively, "Ялюблютебя!"
Si Yiyan's voice was warm and alluring, and he spoke in perfect St. Peter's dialect which had a strong accent and moderate pitch changes. The accented vowels were a little elongated and he made the romantic words sound extremely enticing, yet firm and mature.
"Ятожетебялюблю!(I love you too)" Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan with an alluring gaze which glowed vibrantly below the bright rays of the sun. Si Yiyan's sweet nothings seemed to have brought her into the beautiful and utopia-like Garden of Eden.
Si Yiyan was the most romantic man in the world who could whisper the sweetest sweet nothings and was never stingy when telling her that he loved her. She knew… that the most moving sweet nothings were kept deep within the labyrinths of one's heart. Passion would burn all the time and the flowers in love would always be in bloom.
Si Yiyan looked at her with an alluring gaze and said, "You've learned well, but you have room for improvement."
He then slowed down and repeated the phrase to her.
Wen Xinya stared at him and watched every movement of his lips. It was a delicate and soft moment, after which his tongue would move with every intonation, making him appear suggestive and sexy.
Just like before, Si Yiyan was hard to please and continuously made her practice again and again.
Wen Xinya noticed that his eyes seemed to glisten like fireworks whenever she recited the phrase. 
He would grin wider with each time she recited the phrase.
Every time she recited the phrase, he would beam with joy. 
Despite knowing that Si Yiyan was just nitpicking on purpose, she decided to give in to him and her heart fluttered like a blooming flower.
"Я…"
Si Yiyan kissed her rosy lips and stuck his tongue into her mouth passionately.
"Are you thirsty? he asked suggestively.
"Hooligan," Wen Xinya remarked coquettishly, pounding his chest teasingly while glaring at him. She could not help but be reminded of the time when Si Yiyan duped her into repeating the Russian phrase again and again until she was parched. He also had helped quench her thirst by kissing her.
Despite being incredibly aroused and overwhelmed with excitement, Si Yiyan decided to suppress his urges at the thought of her turning eighteen in less than a month.
Wen Xinya asked in a soft and raspy voice, "Si Yiyan, how many languages are you proficient in?"
Si Yiyan stared at her charmingly with an ambiguous smile on his face. He answered, "I usually converse in five languages: English, French, German, Russian and Chinese."
Wen Xinya gazed at Si Yiyan in puzzlement and asked, "What about the ones that you rarely use?"
Si Yiyan was trying to mislead her. However, she was no longer the silly Wen Xinya who would be pranked easily. She did not believe that he was only proficient in five languages. 
Si Yiyan's eyes lit up and he said, "I usually pick up the local language after staying at a certain place for six months."
Seeing that he had still given an evasive reply, Wen Xinya squinted and flaunted her teeth at Si Yiyan. "Which countries have you stayed in for more than six months? Tell me about it!"
There must be something fishy, she thought.
Si Yiyan had no choice but to answer, "I'm basically proficient in about tens of languages."
He did not wish to attack her and hurt her ego. However, she really lacked talent in learning languages… After all these days, she had only managed to master the basic vowels and changes in consonants. Back when he was in Russia, he managed to pick up some conversational phrases within just a few days.
Wen Xinya's eyes widened and she screeched in disbelief. "Tens of languages!?! That defies the law of nature!" 
Si Yiyan was only 23 years old this year and it was not logical for him to have spent half a year in each place, since he had mastered tens of languages.
She then got increasingly agitated and glowered at Si Yiyan angrily. "Si Yiyan, you must be God's illegitimate son. Otherwise, why does God love you so much? He blessed you with ravishing good looks, an extremely wealthy family background, unbelievable talent, and incredible intelligence…"
Wen Xinya got angrier and angrier as she continued. At last, she turned as red as a tomato.
Si Yiyan stared at her rosy cheeks and said, "Now that I think about it, Heaven does seem to love me a lot."
Wen Xinya glowered at him and showed her teeth.
Si Yiyan chuckled and said, "However, Heaven loves you more. He gave you such an outstanding man. What's not to love?"
Wen Xinya cocked her head and guffawed. "Haha, Si Yiyan… you're just praising yourself! But… you're right. Heaven does love me!"
Not only was she given a new lease on life, she was also given kinship, friendship… and the outstanding Si Yiyan.


Originally born from a wealthy family, she ends up leading a vagrant life for fifteen years. However, when she is eventually found by her family, she falls into another devious plot and eventually dies tragically. 

Fifteen years after her rebirth, ravenously raging for revenge, she tears down the hypocritical mask of the foster daughter who had taken her place, and reduces her greedy stepmother and stepsister back to their original sorry states. 

To the jerk's profession of his deep love for her, she only has one thing to say, "Get the hell out of my life. The love you speak of humiliates love!" 

Regardless of the appearances of you monsters, I’ll take in it my stride with my capability, building a business dynasty of my own, sitting in the depths of my riches, bathing in the glistening limelight of the world. 

A certain rich empire's CEO: "Don't mind me. I'm just leaving my mark here to declaring my possession rights; I’ll wait patiently for you to grow up!" The queen's mighty return with commercial warfare fully within her grasp, she navigates the power struggles with skill and verve. When it comes to scheming conspiracies, all she has to say is, "Who are you again? Don’t even bother!"

To secretly fall in love with a married woman. How absurd to think that fate would play this trick on her Uncle Yuren. 
Knowing her Uncle, who upholds respect and reputation before anything else, of course he would refuse to seek a married woman no matter how strongly he felt for her. 
"Did the woman know about it?" She was curious to know. What was her Uncle's image to the said woman? 
Zheng Yue shook her head and smiled. Her fingers were busy tying Li Chuntao's long tresses into a loose braid. 
"Unfortunately, she doesn't. Even now, she had no idea your uncle held such feelings for her. They are acquainted, yes, but Yuren never tried to cross the line to win her heart because he could see how much she adores and loves her husband." She explained to her niece. 
How could Li Yuren break someone's relationship when he could see how happy that said woman was? He loved her so much that he was willing to keep his feelings to himself so that she wouldn't get confused by it. 
In the end, Li Yuren knew that she would never choose him over her husband. 
Li Chuntao then thought how hard it would have been for her uncle to fall in love again and how hard it was for her Auntie Yue to believe the love he was offering, when she was aware of the great love before her. 
Her uncle couldn't possibly move on easily and fell in love with Zheng Yue. There must be a lot of misunderstandings and issues along the way before they both finally found themselves on the same page. 
"Then how did Uncle manage to convince you that he loves you? Did he tell you?" She asked. 
"No," Zheng Yue laughed again, "but he did say he loves me in his own way. He didn't say 'I love you' directly to me. That was so out of character for someone like him," 
"His own way?" Now, Li Chuntao was really curious. 
Zheng Yue hummed and thought for a moment. 
"I supposed you've heard already about the five love languages, right, Chuntao?" 
Li Chuntao agreed. She'd already heard and read about it when she was younger, out of boredom. According to it, there were five kinds of love languages. Experts claimed that it held vital importance to make a relationship work and how people had different ways to express their love for another. 
Some like to hear words of affirmation. These are verbal expressions of care and affections. Then there were also people who felt appreciated when they received gifts. Some would like to do something helpful and spend quality time with their partners and those who crave intimacy through physical touches. 
"Since we know your uncle would rather bite a bullet and fight in a war than to say 'I love you', he expressed his feelings through his actions. Out of five languages, your Uncle Yuren practices two. He knew how much I appreciate the quality time he's giving me, especially when his work takes so much of it. He also made sure to remind me how he cared for me through his small actions. Your uncle doesn't even give me a reason to doubt his love for me." 
Li Chuntao pondered about this. It was easy for her to understand what her Auntie Yue said when she put it like that. Then how about her and Shen Zichen, how do they express their love to each other? 
"But Brother Zichen hurt me before." She said in a low voice. "He's different from Uncle Yuren," 
"Of course, he is," Zheng Yue easily agreed with her. "I know you love him and have been hurt for such a long time. It's normal to doubt his feelings for you but do you want him to also suffer such pain just to get even with him?" 
When Li Chuntao remained silent, Zheng Yue immediately knew the answer to her question. 
"Chuntao, I know you've been hurt, but to actually hope to see your loved one suffer the same pain as you did? Is that even love? If you love someone, you wouldn���t want that person to experience the same pain you've overcome. It would only be feeding your bruised ego." 
Li Chuntao lowered her gaze, a little ashamed that her aunt was able to read her like a book. She admitted to herself that indeed, these thoughts had crossed her mind multiple times these past weeks. She thought that if Shen Zichen experienced the same pain she had before, her heart would finally be at ease. 
"Do you also want him to waste years of his life in pain and heartache, just so you could say you've gotten even with him, instead of working on your difficulties together and spending time with each other?"
"Chuntao, for a relationship to work, you need a lot of patience and forgiveness. It's not 50-50 between the two of you. There would be times your partner will struggle and you would need to stick it up and pick up that 70-30 because they need you. However, you must also remember to love yourself before anyone else." 
She could tell that Li Chuntao still has some reservations about her upcoming marriage and she wanted to help her face her fears and insecurities because if she kept doubting everything, she wouldn't be truly happy in her married life with Shen Zichen.
"Do you know why I easily agreed when Zichen asked for your hand in marriage?" Zheng Yue asked her. 
Li Chuntao shook her head. She just thought it was because her aunt and Zichen had a good relationship in the first place so it wasn't an issue for her aunt. 
"Because he was willing to go to the extent of asking me and your uncle for your hand. If he was another man who only cared about putting a ring on your finger, Zichen would have dragged you and registered your marriage in private, not giving anyone a chance to say a word on it."
"But Zichen knows that we are the only family you have right now. Like he said, he couldn't ask your parents for your hand. Can't you see, Chuntao?" Zheng Yue paused and slid her fingers to the side of her niece's face. "He loves you that much, that he was willing to extend that love to those who are close to your heart." 
"He wanted to give you a chance to become a proper bride on your wedding day. He wanted you to experience the special day that solely belongs to the both of you without dismissing our opinions on the matter." She explained. 
Li Chuntao didn't know what to say anymore. She'd never thought about Shen Zichen's action that way. She would be a liar if she said she wasn't moved by his efforts. 
It was one thing for him to ask her to marry him, but she hadn't given a thought that this was the reason why he sought her Uncle's approval. Shen Zichen knew how much she respected and loved her uncle and aunt. 
"Chuntao…" Zheng Yue smiled at her and sighed, "Can you hear it now? The 'I love you' that you've been waiting to hear from him for so long?" 
Li Chuntao felt her eyes stung with tears. 
Yes, now that she'd seen it from another perspective, she couldn't disagree with her aunt's observation. 


[Status: COMPLETED]
[Trigger warning for attempted suicide. First 100 chapters are filled with angst and drama but I promise it will get better on later chapters.]

“I am not happy anymore.” Her husband said with a straight face. “Let’s get divorced.”

Three months ago, when she found out about her husband’s unfaithfulness, Li Xiuying had hoped that it was a mistake, that he had a lapse of judgement. Three months later, he delivered the ultimatum without the decency to tell her the real reason he’d ask for separation.

“I simply don’t love you anymore.” was the only thing he said.

Determined to move on, she was about to leave and go to her twin sister, but fate had different plans. The mistress had caused her demise, and what could be, would never be.

Enraged by the knowledge of what her beloved sister went through, Li Chuntao abandoned her dream of becoming a doctor to avenge her sister.

Disguising herself as her dead sister, Li Chuntao faked amnesia to cover her flaws while portraying Mu Jianyu’s innocent wife.

Amidst her quest to seek justice for her sister’s death, will Li Chuntao finally acknowledge the love she had long denied for herself, or will she allow hatred to consume her? 

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Lei walked into the house that his family owned. It was five days since Lili left him and he felt miserable. It surprised him how much she became part of his life in a few days. Only happy moments now for him were when he chatted with her.
His father, Jin Weiwu, greeted him and looked behind him.
"Where is your girlfriend?" Lei just shook his head, not answering him. It was a long time ago when he learned how to deal with their father.
"She had to go home. Her great-nan died," Lei said, deciding to go for the more peaceful approach. His father just frowned.
"I get that. But she could pay respect and come here back for an afternoon..." he said and thanks to that, Lei noticed that Chao probably missed saying one thing when he was reporting him. That Lili was a foreigner. 
Oh, god. Father wasn't racist, but be in love with a blonde foreigner in an old Chinese family? He could be glad to live until tomorrow.
"Well. Dad. She would have to fly here. It would take more than the afternoon," he said as they walked to sit on the couch together.
 His father owned a successful game developing company. So, they had enough money to live a wealthy life. They sat on a comfy couch and continued.
"She is not from Hong Kong? Then… mainland China?" 
'This will be a long conversation,' thought Lei, almost rolling his eyes inside his head as Lili had been doing.
"She is not exactly Chinese, dad." Lei couldn't think up a more gentle way to say it than this. That he fell in love with a Czech girl.
"Then where is she from?" Weiwu raised his voice. He became impatient.
"Well, father, at least you could say we will have beautiful half children." A good way to go… he surprised even himself with the children's talk. And father… he couldn't be more surprised.
"Half? What do you mean?" he managed to squeeze out after a while.
"Father, she is a foreigner. She lives in the Czech Republic, Europe," Lei just said, thinking that the patch needed to be peeled off quickly. And his dad looked like he had a heart attack. He immediately started to worry.
"Are you okay, dad?" His dad exhaled and leaned on the couch.
"I'm against it. I won't allow you to be in a relationship with her. Who knows what her family is like, maybe they are poor and illiterate?" he exclaimed and Lei wondered for a bit how he could establish a successful company with a brain like this.
"Dad. She flew to Hong Kong, which is pretty expensive, and she speaks more than five languages. I doubt she and her family are illiterate," he said ironically. It wasn't his first time to speak to Weiwu like that. But his father looked surprised one more time.
"Five languages you say? Which?" his father asked curiously.
"Mmm. I know she speaks Czech, Slovak, German, English, Japanese and knows how to read and translate Latin. Now she started learning Cantonese and Mandarin." When Lei finished, his father looked impressed, so he decided to continue with this talk.
"She studied medicine, but then she followed her dreams and studied Japanese. After she graduated, she started to translate and make jewelry for herself. But everybody liked it so much that she started her own jewelry business, and quite popular if I can say. That's how we met. Chao found her and wanted me to hire her." Lei decided to not say the gaming business between them. 
During his speech, his father's face became even more and more fascinated. This was a good sign. He loved strange and fascinating things.
"She sounds interesting… I have one more question… Do you love her?" Lei just smiled.
"Then I have nothing more to say. Just bring her to meet me when you are ready."

"Do you know this saying? If two people share an affinity, they will meet even if they're a thousand miles apart." Lili turned to Lei and faced him. She smiled and then fled away.
"But if they do not, they will not know each other even if they're opposite each other." That was the second part of the saying, she whispered to herself only when she was outside, alone.

The Vermilion Dragon Book #1.5

Lili Park is a Czech translator and an occasional jeweler. Her designs are unique and so is her personality. Shy, but strong, young but wise, she is full of contrasts. After meeting a young CEO who is interested in her jewelry, she is obsessed with his smile. 
Jin Lei is young CEO, whose only wish is to sleep peacefully and peacefully lead his two companies with no women crossing his way. But thanks to his younger brother, he ends up with a woman splattered on him. And what’s worse, she ends up with her face in his crotch. 
Both, embarrassed but at the same time amused by this, hope they will never meet each other again. But fate decided otherwise when it will show that a woman is actually a person one of his companies needs the most. Will they overcome their embarrassment and the problems that will arise? Or will they separate for good?

"What happened?" Fu Jin asked when Jiang Yue went inside the car.

"She knew. She knew about you rescuing your uncle. She..."

"Calm down... Hey. Calm down..." Fu jin patted her, when she sensed Jiang Yue's unusual vibe.

"Jin she knows... someone is using her to create trouble for us... that woman knows something. She knows something that I don't know." Jiang Yue blurted. She can't calm her nerves. Talking to Fu Xiaolan seemed to make her more confuse.

"Yes. She might know that we are planning to rescue her father. Her mother already went to the police saying she did it. She poisoned her son and husband because she hated them."

"What?" Jiang Yue wanted to say that she is talking about a different thing. But another realization hit her before she could utter another word.

"She also said that she was the one who tried to poison me when I was fifteen." Fu Jin continued.

"She's leaving." Jiang Yue said as she clenched her teeth. Fu Xiaolan is going to leave the country.

"What do you mean?"

"She will leave. We need to stop her. Call all your contacts she might have scheduled a flight ahead of time."

Fu Jin did not say anything, instead, he immediately dialed his phone and called some people to check about Fu Xiaolan.

Jiang Yue on the other hand, can't seem to shake the thought that Fu Xiaolan knows something that she does not know. What could it be?

She thought about Fu Xiaolan's words and tried to reply it over and over in her mind. Jiang Yue wanted to know if she missed something. Something important.

Enemy. Fu Xiaolan said she was not the enemy. So who is?

What if this was another trick? Another scheme to make her confused?

Damn, Jiang Yue thought. It seemed that Fu Xiaolan succeeded in making her confuse. She was now having seconds thoughts about everything. Making her think about every possible scenario. 

Or maybe she was just over thinking? Is her instincts wrong this time?

Jiang Yue frowned when she remembered Fu Xiaolan mentioned her mother and father. Does she know something that Jiang Yue missed?

Was is just a casual question with no meaning whatsoever?

The thought of her mother made Jiang Yue's heart uneasy. Somehow, Fu Xiaolan's words made had given her doubts that she didn't know something. What could be wrong?

Her mother was already dead, so she should not feel something stirring inside her when someone mentions her mother's name.

Jiang Yue looked outside the car as she reminisced about her mother.

Wang Ruo was a very smart woman. She remembered her mother loved art and music. She also loved to read and write at least five different languages.

Wait…

Jaing Yue narrowed her eyes.

How did she know five languages when she was just studying art and music abroad?

Jiang Yue's mind seemed to stop as she remembered her mother writing different languages and symbols... something that Jiang Yue did not recognize. She closed her eyes as she tried to recall the symbols that she was writing. Maybe it was in another language? A code?

However, it seemed that she cannot remember it. That might be because she was only a toddler at that time. Maybe she was just seeing the wrong things? She was just a child after all.

She then let out a long sigh as she continued to think about Wang Ruo.

Thinking about it now, Jiang Yue could only say that she barely knew her mother. She only knew about her paintings and love of musical instruments. Aside from that, she is already clueless, a blank page.

Her mother told her that she loved Jiang Chanming but would not tolerate him abusing Jiang Yue. However, Jiang Yue did not remember her mother showing some love towards her father.

At first, she thought that it was because Wang Ruo already knew about his affair. But now that Jiang Yue thought about it carefully, it was... as if Wang Ruo never cared about Jiang Chanming at all.

A woman in love would at least feel resentment towards her cheating husband. But not her mother. No, not Wang Ruo.

Jiang Yue initially thought her mother was just stubborn and strong-willed. Someone who would not let a cheating husband bring her down. Yet, right now Jiang Yue was already having doubts about what she knew in her previous and current life.

She never even thought of these things before. She never had any doubts about her mother. However, talking to Fu Xiaolan seemed to have its own effects on her mental state.

Maybe it's time for her to talk to her grandfather about her mother. However, she needed to do one thing first. She needed to talk to the one person who can shed some light about what really happened to her mother and father.

And that was her father.

Jiang Chanming.

UNEDITED

*COMPLETED*

If she could use any three words to describe herself, Jiang Yue would say that she is rich, beautiful, and extremely smart. Unfortunately, she took these for granted in her past life, causing her downfall. 

After reincarnating to her fifteen year old self, Jiang Yue wants only three things: to build an empire, spend more time with the people who love her and live a happy life. 

...

In his past life, he was unable to express his love for Jiang Yue. 

Now that he has reincarnated, all he wants to do is show Jiang Yue how much he loves her. 

If she wants only three things, then he wants only three things: to build an empire for her, to spend more time with her, and live a happy life with her. 

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Mixed with a little hint of mind-boggling mysteries and secrets, what happens when two reincarnated individuals meet and fall in love?

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"Do you believe in reincarnation?" Fu Jin's question instantly made Jiang Yue froze. She remembered how she was the one who asked this question when they first met.

"Of course I do." She answered. She was the living proof that reincarnation existed. "Why are you asking that?"

"Well... if I tell you that I reincarnated just to make you mine, would you believe me?" His question immediately gave Jiang Yue goosebumps.

She did not answer him, instead, she turned around so she could face him.

Their gazes met.

"Then if you were given a chance to reincarnate, would you find me again and make me yours?" She asked.

"Of course." He answered, as he tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. "I would find you and wait for you Mrs. Fu. Even if it would have taken million years and million lifetimes."

Fu Jin's answer instantly made Jiang Yue smile. However, this time, a mysterious light flashed in her eyes.

Maybe, Fu Jin's words were true.

Maybe, he also reincarnated just like her.

And maybe... just maybe, their souls were already connected, long before they reincarnated.

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(Edited Chapter: 1-50 and the current chapters)

(NOTE: This is a double reincarnation story. Both FL and ML died in their previous lives and reincarnated.)

(NOTE: NO RAPE, ABUSE OR MAJOR MISUNDERSTANDINGS.)


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For three months I tried and failed to form mental tendrils. After awhile I figured out the problem, not enough energy. At first trying 3 times and barely forming the start of a tendril was enough to exhaust me, but slowly I was able to progress. It was a grueling process that i thought of quitting quiet a few times only to be pushed forwards by the sounds of my mothers voice. The thought of communicating with her was far too compelling to let a bit of exhaustion get the best of me, though I did have to be reminded of that a few times these past months. Whenever she sensed my frustrations she would start to sing the most wonderful melody, I'm sure that it could end wars should she grace a battlefield with her voice. Her song would return me to peace and I could focus once more on creating my tendril. Then, finally, the day came and I was able to finish the creating a mental tendril. The process left me barely conscious but it was enough. I mustered all the focus I had left to examine it, making mental notes on things to streamline the process and keeping in mind that the tendril seemed to be slowly sapping mental strength if it was kept manifested. Though the drain was small and it was slowly decreasing even farther it was good to know that it did have a maintenance cost. After I was finished examining and making my notes I let it fade out of existence, I was exhausted again and I would rather be fully mentally capable when communicating with mother for the first time. Not to mention that it was also getting towards the time when she usually slept, I imagined that if i reached out to her now she would force herself to stay awake as long as possible for me and I didnt want to burden her like that. I was right, she had just started her usual nightly chat at me before she slept, slowly slipping into murmurs and then silence as the steady rhythm of her breathing lulled me to sleep. Tomorrow was a big day so I embraced sleep quickly enjoying dreams of conversing with my mother throughout the night.

I slept particularly nicely whether it was a result of the exhaustion or the dreams I didnt know but I could feel a steady movement from mother so I assume she is out walking around already. I started to get a little excited as I formed the mental tendril. It took a little bit of time and was a bit tiring but I succeeded on the first try today. I grew happy and then started to extend my tendril towards the presence of my mother, finally coming into contact with her and then freezing in terror. As soon as I made contact with her mind she seemed to explode with a presence of extreme danger, her mind becoming an incredibly solid barrier with sharp edges ready to shred any intruder with ill intent. After a moment of intense terror I quickly sent out some thoughts, some of her voice saying my name and some of my own feelings of happiness. The hostility from before lessened slightly as she slowly felt the direction of my intent and reached its end and her hostility disappeared entirely. Suddenly my tendril was let through her mental barriers and I felt too many things at once. A weird spinning feeling  as she exploded into motion, dancing in delight as a divine laughter emanated from her occasionally broken by her saying my name in jubilation. As my tendril slipped into her mind her presence wrapped around it and sent so much bright and loving feelings that i was dazed for a decent amount of time. Finally recovering from the mind numbing whiplash of emotions that I had witnessed from her I sent my own happy feelings and a slight calming one. She slowly calmed down slightly, only giggling incessantly and sometimes trilling out my name cutely on occasion. Then we started to talk.... Kind of....

At first all I could do was convey feelings, I caught brief glimpses of what I assumed were sights from outside but they fragmented too quickly to clearly make out the same happened to any sounds we tried to convey, It seems like while I had managed to manifest a rudimentary tendril true communication was still a bit off. Mother however realized things quickly as she sensed my frustration over the crumbling images and sounds whenever I tried to come into contact with them. She stopped sending them and returned to just using feelings and intents for the time being. Comforting and reassuring me as well as smothering me in tonnes of her love and happiness at our contact. We maintained contact for the rest of the day as she resumed her daily activities while continuously sending feelings to each other. As the day neared its end she started her usual chat at me, this time laced with various feelings, the surge of joy at one point and her saying my name was probably her going over our first contact. Eventually I started to become tired and could feel a bit of regret seep from her as I sent out the feeling. I laughed internally, I knew she would try and stay up all night to talk. I started sending out a happy and calming intent in waves in tune with the song she usually sang me when I was frustrated. She laughed as she recognized the flow and started to sing with the waves of emotion, eventually reaching the end and she spoke again, I assume saying goodnight as she sent the intent to sleep back at me. I sent another happy feeling before slowly letting the tendril slide away and fade as we fell asleep.

Our routine continued on like this for nearly two weeks before I was finally able to send words through our mental link. My name was the only thing that I knew she could recognize so thats where I started. This sparked another round of her dancing and some incredible amounts of chatter before she calmed down. I used a voice similar to what I had as a child so as not to make things weird by speaking as a full grown man. I think that would have been off putting for us both so I avoided it altogether. The introduction of sound in our contact, while progress, wasnt all too helpful. We could speak, sure, but both of us sounded like gibberish to each other so aside from learning each others words for various emotions it didnt go very far. This progress however was very encouraging, soon we would be able to convey images and I could truly start to learn things and eventually hold real conversations. These thoughts gave me a lot of motivation and it wasnt long until I was able to use images through my tendrils, only 9 days of work and I succeeded in sending a picture of a clouded sky at sunset, the clouds were coloured a fantastic range of reds and oranges that I had always enjoyed about it. Yet another round of dancing from mother and what seemed like a hundred photo albums worth of images flooded at me before she calmed down. After she showed me a few things in great detail. A house that I assumed we lived in, it was larger than I expected, seems like we are slightly wealthy, good to know. A garden with various flowers that was well tended, I recognized a couple that had earth equivalents but couldnt be absolutely sure. A small town with various faceless people, while the town was charming the few people that appeared being faceless was a bit off, it seems like mother wants her face to be the first one I see in this world. The sentiment is nice so I try to ignore the faceless ones. Finally she showed me the image of her hand and arm caressing her pregnant belly. She kept the image of herself limited, along the same lines as faceless townsfolk, wanting me to see her for the first time with my eyes rather than an image. Once she had shown me the things she wanted we started a new conversation, eventually I was able to convey my desire to learn her language only to be met with a beautiful tinkle of laughter and an image of her hand with all five fingers extended. It took me a bit to understand and it finally clicked, five languages. She wanted to teach me five languages. I sent an image of one finger only to be met with a somewhat stern feeling and her hand holding up five fingers. I could feel a headache starting to form as I agreed and she laughed before immediately launching into her teachings. My next four and a half months were a blur of letters from multiple languages, words and eventually simple stories in each one. 

During this last few months we started to be able to talk to each other. Very simple sentences or ideas as I was nowhere near proficient in the languages she was teaching me but it was enough. It brought me joy to be able to speak even the simplest things to her and i was slowly becoming more proficient, although it was hard to keep each language separate I was eventually going to get used to it. Mother would talk to me in different languages almost all day as she went about her business and then tell me stories at night as we fell to sleep. I was very content with how things were going in the most part, four out of the five languages were on the whole very simple the fifth however was a nightmare that pained me even after so long. I dont know what it was but this one was on a different level, but mother was always patient with me and didnt seem to push the fifth language as hard as the others and that was very relieving. After learning to make mental tendrils and slowly developing them, than learning five new languages, the time finally came. I had been feeling a slight restlessness building up in me for the awhile now but I couldnt place it at first until I finally realized where it was coming from. My new, unborn body was sending me urges to stretch. I suppressed most of these as I wished to avoid causing mother much discomfort but in the end it could only go so far. One day I awoke and sent out my regular tendril only to be me with her voice from the outside.

"Not today Vi'Cothol. Today is your day and I need to be out here. Focused. I'll see you soon. I love you so much." Her words shot a jolt into my mind. Today was my birthday. I dont think I am ready to experience this, is there a way to be unconcious for this? I didnt think about this part earlier. birth videos were always so gruesome and now I was going to get a front row seat. Crap. Im sorry mother. 
A blur of events, screaming, pushing, intense discomfort and an incredible brightness. The feeling of air on my skin and the brightness now around me was very upsetting. I tried to open my eyes only to seen a blurred outline of things and then feel myself get placed down and wrapped. At least I wasnt exposed to the air anymore. And then I was passed over to my mother as she soflty whispered my name, my vision cleared up slightly to see the most beautiful face I had ever seen. She had a layer of sweat on her face and her hair was sticking to her face but these things were to be expected, she did just have a baby. Her hair was a deep crimson colour and her eyes a piercing violet, skin pale and flawless. If I didnt know better I would have thought she was a goddess, her beauty was unnatural. I tried to speak but all that came out was a couple spurts of gibberish.... the same thing again..... she smiled down at me and kissed my slowly scrunching up face. 

"Dont worry Vi'Cothol, you'll speak soon." A tear leaked out, Dammit. After all that learning and effort, and I still have to wait for my baby body to develop properly and get used to it. I closed my eyes and sniffled a bit as my beautiful mother snuggled me to her chest and we fell asleep, both surprisingly exhausted after our ordeal. I sighed in my mind as I fell to sleep. Why couldnt it just  be a bit easier... also who was the doctor, where did they go? ... I guess it doesnt really matter, time to sleep.

I was pious my whole life and what did it get me... Nothing. A BIG FAT NOTHING. In fact, it ruined many things in my life. So when i died in a freak accident and was offered another life in a new world into a pious and devout family what did i say? I said "FUCK YOU!?! WHERE IS CTHULHU, I'd rather deal with him then another "Pious" family." Against all that I expected he answered and that this small bit of rebellion against divinity would lead me onto a whole new path. The path of an Eldritch Scion.

name:Lui bloodhound

race:human(previously)Gamer

age:12(body)594(in total)

appearance: long butt length purple hair a left red eye and a right blue eye ,slightly tan skin,he usually covers his left eye with his bangs

clothing:black shirt with two purple stripes,white shorts long navy blue socks brown combat boots black fingerless gloves ,green jacket
,red heart locket and golden earrings
(in the locket is two pictures one of his first family her family...the second are the church figures as the Virgencita de Guadalupe,jesucristo,San Juditas and others
wisdom:98/100(100 is the max of wisdom)(wisdom being how fast someone can make a decision on thin ice)
strength:934
(this is how strong you are)
endurance:Max
(how much pain you can endure and tolerate as well as how long you last running and such)
agility:895
(how much you can stretch and how well are your reflexes and how good is your speed on Dodging)
intelligence:953
(memory capacity this level grants you photographic memory)
Luck:Max
(if your dumb enough to not know what luck is then please go get some help)
Hp:91007600
Titles:Peace maker,Creator, Cold-hearted,puppeteer,good actor,asshole,kind sir,'my fair bitch'(given by his rival),ace in hole, destroctor,'chocolate adictive ass' (given by his older brothers when he threatened to cut there dick off if they even tried to touch his chocolate),Judge,protector,'smart in everything but romance(given by his family and friend when he didn't notice that more than 3 boy and 10 girls had fallen in love with him).

points:10915230

his first life when he was a girl was not so...cheerful to say the least.

he was a girl by the name of Joseline Flores her dream was to become a mechanic but before she could death came to pay her a visit

her father had died before her you can thank the current desiese for that (covid-19 if your not aware) making her second dream unacompleashable as it was to take care of her parents once they were old.

her siblings and her along with her mother died in a car crash..

that was the end of her first life

after meeting god or well the god of her current multiverse to be exact she was granted her system and her new body and name she had become Lui Bloodhound but never the less she never forgot her first life...

her second life reborn in a world where everyone only talked two languages russian and german which inturn made her now have four languages at her disposal as she had learned spanish her main language and English as her second it was a world in the middle of war and she had to learn how to use all her weapons in her disposal and how to use everything as a weapon yes even something like dirt and cloth.

her third was in a fantasy world with three languages this time french,chinese and italian she had to learn how to use magic of every element and as well creation,void and chaos magic.

her fourth the war one you had seen in the start was a world where japanese,korean and multiple types of sing languages.

oh and guess what before her second life she was forced to learn to god level five skills of her chosing which where:

cooking

music (includes singing and instruments)

cleaning

hand to hand combat

touch (how to read with your fingers like if you where blind and others)

...
that's all really,
really over powered yeah?

simply my character in gravity falls
oregon 
he's part of the LGBTQ+ community (and frankly so am I) so do expect this to have some of that 
my character as the book says is a boy
that is all

forgot to add my character WILL curse so please take note of that before reading

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