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Darling CEO I'll marry you: His wife is a nightingale

Xia Lihua was born with a beautiful voice. A voice as sweet as hers was hard to find. She used to be her cousin sister's shadow singer. Her family exiled her to the United States when she was set up by her cousin sister and stepsister. She returned to her own country after completing high school in America only to discover her father had given orders for some guys to murder her. After narrowly escaping death, she was saved by a friend who rushed her to the hospital and with the help of a genius hacker she was able to eventually escape from the country, hiding in Milan for two years. Except for her grandfather who doted on her, the rest of the Xia family assumed that she was dead. After three years, she returned, stronger than ever, to face-slap the scumbags and exact retribution. She is now the nation's sister- a top idol and a movie queen. She is also known as the Ice Empress in business world! People called her the Nightingale because of her melodic voice, little did she know that she will be become the night songstress of the man whom she hated the most. She didn't know that she was the reason why the demon king couldn't sleep at night. All he could think about from morning till dusk was her. He could wreck devastation on earth for her, and this time he would do anything to keep her. The devil bigshot has made up his mind and is chasing her! Netizens: Is Emperor Yang pursuing you, sister Hua? Xia Lihua: No! He is just my ex-fiancé and a die-hard fan. Emperor Yang: What ex-fiancé? Bullshit! Tell them that you are my wife, little bird. Author note: The author is not Chinese and this is her own story. THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION. [ Update: Cover art by- @dixerqua ;) (DO NOT STEAL!!!) ]
Dixerqua · 1.5m Views

Reborn in Gary: The Second Life of the King

TITLE: Reborn in Gary: The Second Life of the King CATEGORY: Realistic Fiction / Transmigration & Reincarnation TAGS: Reincarnation, Music, System, Redemption, Historical Fiction, Emotional, Drama, Fame, Second Chance, Slice of Life, Trauma, Family, Coming of Age, Genius Protagonist, Fix-It --- SUMMARY: On a cold Tuesday morning in 2024, twenty-nine year old Marcus Webb closes his eyes for the last time after a sudden cardiac arrest in his Chicago apartment. He leaves behind nothing remarkable — a modest apartment, a streaming playlist, and a lifelong obsession with the greatest entertainer who ever lived. He never published anything. Never created anything. Never became anything. He just loved Michael Jackson deeply, completely, and quietly his entire life. He knew every lyric. Every interview. Every court document. Every betrayal. Every surgery. Every tear. He studied the man the way scholars study scripture. So when Marcus opens his eyes again and finds himself staring up at a cracked ceiling in Gary, Indiana, wrapped in a thin cotton blanket in the summer of 1958, he does not scream. He does not cry. He simply lies there in his newborn body, with his adult mind fully intact, and thinks one single thought. He knows exactly how this life ends. He knows about the poverty of Gary. The tiny two bedroom house on Jackson Street with nine children crammed inside its walls. He knows about Joe Jackson, the cold and iron-handed patriarch who will turn his sons into stars through a method that walks the narrow and brutal line between discipline and cruelty. He knows about the rehearsals that never end, the belt that comes down without warning, and the childhood that gets swallowed whole by ambition. He knows about the Motown audition and the Ed Sullivan appearances and the screaming crowds that will surround him before he is even old enough to understand what fame truly costs. He knows about Quincy Jones and the genius that will pour out of them together. He knows about Thriller and the moonwalk and the single white glove and the night on May 16, 1983 when he will slide across a stage and the world will collectively lose its breath. He knows about the vitiligo and the surgeries and the loneliness that quietly hollows a man out from the inside even as a billion people are screaming his name from the outside. He knows about 1993. He knows about Martin Bashir. He knows about Neverland and what it represented, both the beauty of it and the danger of it. He knows about Dr. Conrad Murray and the propofol and the morning of June 25, 2009 when the most famous human being on the planet died alone on a floor while the people around him scrambled to protect themselves instead of him. Marcus Webb knows all of it. And now he is Michael Jackson. Not a copy. Not a shadow. Not a character in a story. He is in the body, behind the eyes, inside the mind of the boy who will become the King of Pop. Every milestone that awaits him is one he has studied obsessively from the outside. Now he must live it from the inside. He must learn to walk in a body that is not his while carrying memories of a life that no longer exists. He must sit at a dinner table with nine siblings and a father who terrifies him and a mother who is the only soft thing in the house and pretend that he is just a little boy when in truth he is a grieving adult who knows far too much about what is coming. The system arrives on his third day of life. It does not announce itself with fanfare. It appears simply as text at the edge of his vision, clean and white and impossibly calm. LEGEND SYSTEM ACTIVATED. HOST IDENTIFIED. MISSION: PROTECT THE LEGACY. REWRITE THE ENDING. What follows is not a fantasy. It is not an escape. It is the most difficult thing Marcus Webb has ever faced, because the enemy he is fighting is not a person or a system or an industry. The enemy is the slow and invisible damage that gets done to a child when the world decides he be
QueenAaliyah · 3.3k Views

REBIRTH : Chasing The Limelight

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to the river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water. Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone. The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor. Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her gentle grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again. This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure. Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life were now hovering around her. The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.” The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door. The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist. The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough. Elara stared at the ceiling that night and sighed. She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both? But the worst one came after the concert. The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path. She looked up. The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who did not even know her name before rebirth. Now he held her wrist lightly, but firmly. “Let’s talk,” he said. Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?” “No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.” Her brain froze. “…What?” “I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.” Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles. This was not how it was supposed to be. Why was the world now skipping steps? NB: This story takes place in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities.
SwiftAngel_SDDS · 40.4k Views

The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar!

As a qualified female antagonist, Maya Monroe's daily task is to sneer and look down at the female lead, Kiki Monroe, to facilitate Kiki's slap in the face and rise to the top. Audition scene: Maya Monroe: How dare a little nobody compete with me for the role? This role is definitely mine! Netizens: Such boastful talk! Nonsense! Kiki, slap her in the face! The audition results come out, and Maya Monroe succeeds in the audition. Maya Monroe, who is obviously holding back: ...... Netizens: Wow... Not only is she confident, but she's also so talented! I'm loving it! At the awards ceremony, Maya Monroe holds a bunch of trophies, looking helplessly at the camera. Kiki Monroe, sitting below, has long left the scene angrily, biting her little handkerchief. Host: You've been nominated for so many awards, Maya, what are your thoughts? Maya Monroe pauses for a moment: Actually, I'm not interested in awards. Fans suddenly go wild: Ahhh, sister is so classy, I love it! Maya Monroe's husband is the male lead's brother. According to the plot, this big shot divorces her due to being unable to stand Maya Monroe's arrogance and lets her fend for herself. To make Ian Rowe hate her, Maya Monroe tries her best to act outrageous. She deliberately knocks over Ian Rowe's soup, not knowing the chicken soup is poisoned. She arrogantly steals Ian Rowe's food, not knowing that it all comes from the culinary-struggling Ian Rowe. Maya Monroe: Quickly hate me! Ian Rowe: She... must like me! Another title for this story: "About My Efforts to Hold Back but Repeatedly Crush the Female Lead", "About How Just Saying a Few Words Casually Makes a Bunch of People Like Me", "Ah! It's Becoming Increasingly Hard to Be an Antagonist These Days"
The cat has become a spirit · 161.9k Views