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After being expelled from three prestigious schools under mysterious circumstances, Aeris Vexley was transferred to Noxmere Academy, a remote, ivy-choked institution that doesn’t appear on any map. Noxmere is no ordinary school. Its students are anything but human —vampires, werewolves, demons, and fae walk the halls in tailored uniforms, speaking ancient languages between classes in Alchemy and Curse Theory. Everyone expects the new human girl to be an easy prey. But Aeris is full of surprises — not only does she survive her first week, but she also earns the wrath of a pureblood vampire, turns a territorial werewolf into her self-declared protector, outsmarts a fae prince in a wager, and strikes a tempting deal with the Devil. Now, the four ruling Houses are watching her. The devil wants to own her. The werewolf wants to mark her. The fae wants to enchant her. The vampire? He wants to hunt her. Aeris didn’t come to Noxmere to start a war. She came to survive but she might end up ruling them all.

Melanie Collins was the perfect wife—caring, strong, and dependable. For the last few years, she had managed her husband’s messy family, and business alone while waiting for her husband to return from studying abroad. But when he finally came back, Melanie’s world fell apart—he wasn’t alone. Along with him was his 'best' friend. Broken and confused about the change in her husband, Melanie didn’t know where to turn. And then she stumbled into another cold reality. Everything she had believed was a lie. Seething with anger and humiliation, as she tried to come to terms with the betrayal, an unexpected person steps into the picture, intent on seducing her and conquering her. The only problem? The man was her ex brother in law... And against her better judgment, she is attracted to this bad boy... But as Melanie tried to make sense of the changes, she discovered there was more going on than she ever imagined. Had both brothers loved really fallen in love with her? Or was she just a pawn in a bigger game? excerpt Since he had already been leaning against the table, he simply slid onto it, and with one swift motion, he hooked his boot around the leg of her chair and pulled it—pulled her—closer.The sudden movement made her jolt slightly, and when she looked up or rather when she looked ahead, she found herself staring directly at the zipper of his jeans... She looked up then and met his gaze. He caught her chin," Would you like to check if I am only pretending, sweet melon?"Melanie stiffened. And then pushed back her chair suddenly, so that Adam almost lost his balance, as she stood up. Before he could balance himself, she placed her hand on his shoulder, her fingers brushing against his neck.  Adam stiffened, his eyes glittering as he waited to see what she would do next. And she, of course surprised him as her other hand, slowly settled on the inside of his thigh. And then, the hand on his shoulder started to move. Her fingers tracing the side of his neck before lifting as she shot a glance to the corner of his mouth. The little piece of metal glinting there. She flicked at it lightly, barely a touch, but Adam could feel the heat all over his body, as she leaned in close, her lips barely a few centimetres away...so that they could both feel each other's breaths… She smiled slowly then. "Careful, Adam," she murmured, her voice playful, but carrying the unmistakable edge of a challenge. "Keep pushing, and I just might call your bluff."

Jo-Pil, ahem, I mean, I was just a simple sales manager who was more than satisfied with my way of living, thank you very much. But my simple way of living came crashing down like the heavy materials I was counting on my night shift, crushed me and my simple life, and then landed me in a novel I had read back when I was still a Freshman at university. And to make it all worse, it just happened to be the kind of novel that readers would wish to get into and crack the skull of the various sadistic love interests as well as the stubborn main character who just didn't know when to sit still. Ugh. But what was even worse than that was the fact that I, Jo-Pil, had become the freaking main character. Yeah, you got that right. I was the poor, hopeless Omega whose role in the novel was to be a weak, helpless, yet stubborn guy who was sold for his huge debt, bought by four powerful Alphas in order to become a breeding machine. They might as well make me their baby mama while they were at it, don't you think? But there was no way I was going to live up to that role. Seriously, why resist being showered with the luxury of life and getting hurt when I could just give them a little neck massage, say a few sweet words to compliment them, and then lie on my back with sun shades on and juice in hand, relaxing for the rest of my life? Maybe it's not as easy as it sounds but I could make it work. I was sure I could. With four powerful Alphas ruling the country at my mercy, I could do anything. But... Were they really at my mercy, though? I mean, I was the one whose huge debt got paid off, right? Welp, maybe I was getting a little over my head. What to do?

WARNING!!! -Explicit- For years after Livana lost her sight, she lived in the gilded cage of her family’s expectations—engaged to the man chosen for her, confined to the shadows while he managed the empire her mother left behind. But blindness didn’t make her powerless. She heard everything. The whispers in the other room. The treachery in her fiancé’s voice. The betrayal woven into every conversation with her cousin, all caught by the devices she secretly planted. She had a plan to escape—one she’d crafted meticulously. Until her sister proposed something far more dangerous. Involve the Blackwells. Their family’s most hated rivals. The ones Livana had been raised to despise. And the man her sister suggested? *Damon Blackwell.* The arrogant bastard who had tormented her since childhood. The same man she’d once—*against her better judgment*—ended up in bed with after being drugged and set up. The idea was reckless. Madness. But the thought of burning her engagement to Knox to the ground, of watching her father and stepmother’s fury as she tied herself to their enemy? Delicious. What she didn’t expect was Damon’s obsession. He was ruthless. Unhinged. Exactly what she should have anticipated from the heir to the Blackwell mafia. But Livana was no damsel. If he thought he could control her, he was wrong. She had her own games to play. And this time, she wouldn’t be the one losing.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

After being betrayed and abused by her original family for years, Ji Yunhe finally lost all hope towards the Ji family and decided to switch identities through the Self-Saving System. From then on, she became Mo Yunhe, the pampered daughter of the villainous Mos who was treated like a pearl in the palm. Mo Yunhe had three brothers: The Big Brother Ceo Mo Xingchen, The Genius Surgeon Second Brother Mo Yuning, and The once-in-a-millenium Martial Artist Prodigy Third Brother Mo Xinhuai. According to the novel, they all shared similar traits: tall, rich, handsome, and one beating heart that is rotten to the core. The Big Brother often manipulates the company’s report to provide slush funds and participate in numerous illegal activities; the Second Brother–a despicable person who favors the rich and looks down on the poor, and the Third Brother–the genius who is looked up by many–likes to use his reputation and background to bully the other backgroundless students alongside his good-for-nothing little sister. Mo Yunhe who knew about their horrible endings: “...” Now that she had become a part of the villainous family, it was only right for her to save her loved ones and alter their fates. However, there’s just one little problem… [Alert! Alert! Host, you are not allowed to go OOC! You are not allowed to go OOC! You are not allowed to go OOC! Important things need to be told thrice!] Mo Yunhe: “...” How was she going to change their fates if they’re only allowed to become despicable villains who even passing dogs in the streets spit at? The pure and straight-as-pole Male Lead had an idea: “Why not be my woman? Yunyun, I’ll protect you!” The Black-bellied Second Male Lead: “Do you want to die? Dare to provoke me, that damned playgirl can only be mine, the villain!” Mo Yunhe: “...” Shut up, will you? My three siscon brothers are looking! Tags include: #light #fast-paced #comedy #romance #campuslife #crazygirl

Marcella Valemont was a villainess wrapped in silk and thorns. The alluring, selfish daughter of the High Priest, she was forced into a cold marriage with the Black-bellied Duke Berith Montclair. She longed for power and would stop at nothing to claim the crown, even if it meant seducing the incorruptible Crown Prince Lucian and clawing her way to the throne into becoming the Queen. Until it all burned. Her ruthless schemes led to betrayal, rebellion, and ruin-- an empire on its knees, a virtuous king destroyed, and a rebellion led by the man she discarded. Desperate and full of regret, she barters her life with the Duke to save Lucian. In an interesting turn of events, Marcella gets to go back in time to fix her wrongs, save the man who was ruined because of her and hopefully stop the bloodthirsty rebel Duke Berith. She finds herself reborn as her 18-year-old self with a chance for a do-over and vows to do better this time. But the past does not forget. Nor does the devil in her husband’s skin. Secrets long buried begin to surface, and Marcella discovers that her former husband is far more than he seems—a man cloaked in darkness, harboring a purpose that threatens everything she holds dear. They say second chances come with thorns and to fix the past, she must trust the devil who destroyed it.

As a lowborn mage hiding among humans, Lyra has spent her life with her coven, her family quietly healing the sick, dodging suspicion, and trying to stay out of the vampire court’s cruel gaze. But when her parents are captured and sentenced without mercy, she makes a desperate choice, embrace forbidden dark magic and infiltrate the court disguised as a vampire. She wants revenge and to save her family and, She has a plan. But everything unravels when she unexpectedly saves the life of Prince Kael… and is rewarded with a royal engagement she never wanted. Kael, heir to the throne and a secret reformist, has his own agenda—an alliance that could change everything. Lyra’s sudden appearance disrupts his carefully laid plans, and to him, she’s just another spoiled vampire noble with a pretty face and no substance. Until she begins to prove him wrong. Forced into a marriage neither of them chose, Lyra and Kael find themselves circling each other in a palace full of lies, and scheming. Somewhere in between, something dangerous begins to grow—trust, longing… maybe even love. But Lyra’s dark magic is a ticking time bomb, and if her secret is discovered, she won’t just lose the prince—she’ll lose her life. Can two enemies build an alliance strong enough to challenge the vampire court itself? Or will the system they’re trying to change consume them both?

She was raised to ruin him. He was born to rule her world. At St. Arthelios, hate turns to temptation—and enemies burn too close to love.

Alpha Kieran Never Took the Same Woman Twice... Until Her! Exiled. Betrayed. Broken. Autumn knew love was a luxury,a blunt lie...until the most ruthless Alpha in the realm claimed her as his mate… only to publicly reject and humiliate her before his entire pack. But when the moon rises, his hands tell a different story. Night after night, he drags her into his bed, his teeth grazing her throat as he growls: "You are my property, little thief.Never forget that!" Secrets lurk beneath his cruelty. Lies poison their bond. And when Autumn discovers her long dead sister is alive...and wearing Kieran’s mark.. she will have to choose - Trust fate, trust the Moon Goddess who never favoured her. Or trust her guts!

⌗WSA Entry 2025 When Cassie dies unexpectedly, she wakes up in the last place she ever imagined—inside the very pages of her favorite fantasy novel. But instead of a fresh start, she's been reborn as Elysia de Valmont, a tragic princess fated to die at the hands of the one she loves most: her son, the Vampire King. Armed with knowledge of the original plot and a mysterious system, Cassie must now navigate a world teeming with supernatural creatures, medieval politics, and deadly secrets. The only problem? Every choice she makes could draw her closer to the original ending she's desperate to avoid. With destiny breathing down her neck, enemies lurking in the shadows, and a sudden romantic development she didn't plan for—Cassie will have to decide: Will she rewrite fate, or will fate rewrite her? — [ Ding! You have a new mission: Spend a steamy night with your husband, King Thorne de Valmont. ] [ Difficulty: ★★★★ ] [ Reward class: U ] “Hold up— WHAT?” [ Tie the knot. Copulate. Make love. Screw. Bonk— ] "Stop stop stop! I know what it means, alright?! My answer to that is no. Feel free to penalize me with karma points. It's just not happening tonight.” [ Host, the union between you and the Vampire King must happen this night for Cassian to be conceived. ] [ Unlike your other missions, you can't refuse this one because Cassian's birth is a canon event. Without him, there is no Elysia. ] Well, shit. — SERIOUS NOTES: ▶ This is my first ever work on webnovel and I've not read that many books on this platform yet. You might find that my writing style is a bit unique. ▶ The story starts out slow but trust me it'll be worth it. Read the first ten chapters before you decide to drop it. ▶ Updates: 4-5 times a week ▶ Word count per chapter: 1k to 2k randomly ▶ Cuss words will be censored. Why the f☆ck, am I right? It's not that I'm a sissy haha. I just like to think the little stars are so f☆cking aesthetic. ▶ Discord: Pearly_roses. I'll open a server when our book becomes more popular and all. But you know what you need to do until then, yeah? Vote. Comment. Gift. Drop a review :) ▶ Main tags: #Strongfemalelead #Reincarnation #System #Revenge #Psychological #R18 #Vampire #Werewolf

[My WSA 2024 Entry novel! Please vote] In a world where mythical beings have fallen into an "eternal slumber," a thriving underground market exploits the stolen essence of these dormant creatures. At its epicenter are dragons—majestic beings desired for their scales, organs, and prized eggs. The most coveted treasure of all is a dragon's name, a key that holds the power to control its very existence. Dragon Lord, guardian of a clutch of dormant eggs, lives in isolation atop a hill, surrounded by a forest that veils his castle. He bears the scars of past betrayals, having been deceived by those who feigned love to steal his treasures or claim his head as a bounty. Jaded and cold, he trusts no one, living a solitary existence. However, his solitude is shattered when a woman unwittingly stumbles into his life. Yara finds herself in Dragon Lord's treasured den amidst a battle between the dragon and thieves. In a twist of fate, she mistakenly bonds with the dormant eggs, breathing life into them. Reluctantly, Dragon Lord allows Yara into his world, and their journey unfolds amid the looming threat of underground organizations seeking to exploit the dragons for profit. As the eggs come to life, so does an unexpected connection between Dragon Lord and Yara. Despite his cold and jaded exterior, he finds himself unable to ignore her presence. Yara, too, cannot deny the pull she feels towards him, and emotions begin to burn beneath the surface. Together, they must navigate the challenges of waiting for the eggs to hatch, fend off those who seek to exploit the dragon and its offspring, and confront the secrets that Yara harbors—a revelation that could destroy everything. In this tale of flames and gold, two scarred souls in a world where trust is a rare and precious commodity must confront the ghosts of their pasts. They navigate the dangerous currents of love and deception, protecting unborn dragons from a world hungry for their magic. Will their bond withstand the trials ahead, or will the flames of betrayal engulf them in the end? A/N: It starts out SLOW, because I tend to get lost in the pages and be descriptive but once it gets to the action, it really picks up! Looking forward to growing with you all on this journey!!!

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

The war has ended. But some battles never stop burning. Harry Potter returns to Hogwarts not for glory, but for silence. For peace. For a chance to figure out who he is without the weight of a wand or a prophecy. Instead, he gets Draco Malfoy—assigned as his roommate, partner, and daily reminder of everything he thought he’d buried. Malfoy is colder now. Sharper. Haunted. And yet, when they look at each other, it’s not hatred that flares—it’s something unspoken, something electric. “You think I’m still the same boy you hated?” Malfoy hisses. “No,” Harry murmurs. “You’re worse. Because now I can’t stop looking at you.” They fight. They break. They burn. And somewhere in the ashes, something begins to grow—twisted, fragile, and dangerously real. But loving your enemy was never part of the plan. And in a world still recovering from war, the most forbidden magic might be letting yourself feel again. This isn’t a love story. It’s a reckoning.

Nothing ruins your day like getting hit by an ice cream truck. For Amara Lyselle, a 24-year-old history professor tired of her routine, life comes to an abrupt end just when she decides to indulge in some luxury chocolate. But instead of a peaceful afterlife, Amara finds herself thrust into an alternate world that looks a lot like hers except she’s now one of the rivals vying for the affection of the world’s dashing hero. As if being dead and reincarnated as a romantic antagonist wasn’t bad enough, she has to navigate a confusing new reality with the help of an annoying "system" that seems to have a personality of its own. The good news? She has a second chance at life. The bad news? She has no idea how to survive in this strange world, avoid falling into ridiculous romantic drama, or even get back to her old life if that’s even possible.

He was a beast. She was a witch. He had come to her seeking help. Lydia the witch had asked for something simple in return for her help… That he lifted the ban on witches. He agreed. She rendered her help. But the reward she got was not what they had bargained. Rather than lifting the ban on witches, she got a sword to her stomach, and was left to be devoured by the beasts of the forest. But as fate will have it, she is given a second chance at life, to roam the earth as a beast just like him. Lydia the witch… the WereWitch is out to get one thing and one thing only. Revenge on the bastard who had turned her into a wretched beast and betrayed her. All Lydia wants is the fall of Cassius Thaddeus, Emperor of Cazroth

Eva’s world is reduced to ashes the night her entire pack is slaughtered. Hunted for the blood she never knew was special, she barely escapes—only to land in the hands of the one man she should fear the most. Damien, the ruthless Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack. Cold, dangerous, and already promised to another, he has no reason to care for a broken rogue like her. And yet, he doesn’t let her go. He keeps her close, his sharp obsidian eyes watching her every move. She fights him, despises his dominance. But the more she resists, the tighter his grip becomes. Because Damien knows something she doesn’t—her bloodline is more powerful than she could ever imagine. And if he lets her go, the entire world may burn for it. But as secrets unravel and their enemies close in, the line between hate and desire blurs. He’s her captor, her protector, the man she should never trust. Yet when he touches her, when his rough hands claim her in ways no one else has dared—she forgets everything but him. And that may just be the most dangerous thing of all.

"You will not call me dear. You will take that money and give me my freedom like we both agreed, Mateo Morales," Jasmine bellowed. Mateo dropped the spoon on the tray, drank some water to clear the aftertaste, reached for the bag of money zipping it close and shoving it firmly into her hand. "Unfortunately, that is an impossible thing to wish for my love. Not now that you will become my wife in just three days time and then we have our baby nine months later..." "I'd rather die before that happens!" Jasmine Salvatore soon realizes that she is trapped in a nightmare following an agreement with a mafia boss one night at an auction ground. Her father Salvatore had been wanted by the Mafia boss because he believed he was responsible for his father's assassination. Mateo Morales, a brutal mafia boss will do everything to seek revenge on his father's murderer, but will his thirst for revenge be quenched by using Salvatore's daughter as a pawn or will his emerging obsession over the enchanting beauty be the end of it?

[WARNING: CONTAINS PHYSICAL ABUSE AND RAPE] ------------------------------------------------------ “What are you doing, Logan?” Jean’s voice was sharp, but her body betrayed her leaning into the warmth of his breath as his lips traced a sinful path down her neck. “You promised me a kiss every day, remember?” Logan murmured, his smirk curling against her skin. “Or should I read the contract to you again?” She should pull away. She knows this is wrong. But resisting Logan Kingsley? That was never in the plan. ------------------------------------------------------ Jean Adams has spent her entire life under the suffocating control of her powerful family, molded into the perfect daughter, the flawless businesswoman, and the untouchable heiress. But when her parents cross the final line, demanding she marry the very man who once shattered her, she refuses to be their pawn any longer. If they want a marriage, she’ll give them one. But on her terms. Logan Kingsley, her sworn enemy. A self-made billionaire with a reputation for winning, Logan has spent years battling Jean in boardrooms and beyond. They have never seen eye to eye, their hatred simmering since childhood. But when Jean offers him a deal, a contract marriage that benefits them both, he doesn’t hesitate. For Logan, marrying Jean is a strategic move. For Jean, it’s her ultimate revenge. Tying herself to Logan is the perfect way to break free from her family’s grip, humiliate them, and destroy the future they tried to force upon her. But as their fake marriage plays out under the public eye, their carefully crafted plan starts to unravel. Old wounds resurface. The line between pretense and reality blurs. And the one thing Jean swore she’d never risk, her heart, may become the biggest casualty of all. In a game of power, betrayal, and unexpected passion, Jean and Logan must decide: Is their marriage just a weapon for revenge, or has it become something far more dangerous?

Fengyu loved gold, silver, and jewels more than anything. Her greatest dream was to eat, drink, and enjoy life as a salted fish. Her fiancé was the third-ranked scholar in the imperial exams, handsome as the legendary Pan An. Her salted fish life was perfectly complete. Her husband was poor? No problem, she was rich! But who would have thought that the winds of fate would shift, causing her soul to transmigrate into the body of Xie Xun, a dashing and rebellious young marquis, even making him lose a leg due to her. To survive on the battlefield, the salted fish had to turn over and rise, learning horseback riding, archery, and military strategy. The young marquis, bearing her face, caused chaos everywhere. Her fiancé, deeming her wild and foolish, broke off their engagement. She got engaged, and he reneged. She made money, and he squandered it. Her mountains of gold and silver were all emptied by him, and the two became locked in a love-hate relationship. Gradually, the plot started to go off the rails. The ex-fiancé, after breaking off the engagement, regretted it and confessed his deep love. Fengyu: I've already fallen for someone else. A scheming girl at the archery range tried to kill her, only for Fengyu to stab herself instead. Fengyu: What to do now? It looks like you've committed murder. Her parents, who had defended the borders for decades, returned home only to say, "Daughter, go follow the young marquis and start a rebellion!" How did the originally carefree salted fish storyline turn into one of a villain rising? In the end… Raising a husband turned out to be a money pit, but the husband was certainly worth it! A sickly schemer hiding their true nature (Fengyu) vs. A dashing but cunning strategist (Xie Xun)