Jason and his female roommate milking in the shower?

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SHORT SUMMARY

It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature and the everlasting beauty of monotony.

Meet Gisella Molinero, a lady who was betrayed by her best friend and boyfriend. Viola Moretti who was supposed to get married to the blind Italian Billionaire, because of her corniness and love for Pietro Santoro Gisella's boyfriend, they both plan on convincing Mr. Giuseppe Caruso about canceling the arrange marriage with Viola and go for the middle-class only child of the Molinero. later on, Gisella found out about her arranged marriage with Nicolo Caruso. will she accept the betrayal of her best friend and boyfriend and also be with the blind Nicolo Caruso?

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It all started with a friendship and relationship betray. A betray that changed Gisella Molinero's Life to a nightmare. Gisella happened to find herself on the bed with a total stranger. The most hilarious nightmare was that an arranged marriage was made for her to be with the man she doesn't love because she is still in love with Pietro Santoro who she caught sleeping with her best friend Viola Moretti, Nicolo, on the other hand, falls in love with Gisella.  Nicolo is ready to fight for his love, and Gisella herself is not the kind to tremble upon twice.
 Pietro wants Gisella back into his life,  but Viola must have Pietro no matter what the consequences are.  The obstacles were coming in different forms and ways, truth, lies, and betrayal are being freed out of the bag. 

Follow the love triangles of the four families and the upcoming danger......

She received her first paycheck from Ardor and knew exactly where she wanted to spend it. Nathan took her to the bookstore where she met Kelsey for the first time. She took a cart, knowing she will be buying more than a few books.

She went straight to the Fiction shelves. She studied the covers, picked out the most interesting titles, read the synopsis and followed her gut instinct whether to put it in the cart or put it back on the shelves. She could do that for hours, while Nathan was in the Business section because that's what he was reading lately.

She saw him reading by the store window. The sunlight penetrated the glass and made his skin looked golden. He was looking down on his book, he pouted his lips. The world around him seemed to disappear, he wasn't aware of her watching him. He was like her when he reads, she thought. She could spend hours in that store, and he wouldn't be bothered waiting for her.

She turned to the Literature aisle, looked at the top shelves where all the dead poets lined up. She already owned most of the books. She tried to reach her favorite one but it was too high. A longer arm aimed for it from behind her, a scent of Nathan's cologne followed it.

"I've never read this one before," he said standing really close to her.

"That's my favorite, I left it at home ... I'm thinking to buy another one, just in case."

He laughed, "Just in case of what? But that's a good strategy though, always have a backup ... I want to read this ... I guess I've found the culprit, this was exactly where I met Kelsey the first time, she was buying books for you, wasn't she?" he looked straight into her eyes.

She shrugged with a smile, "Guilty."

"So ... if you had come with her that summer, I would've bumped into you instead of her?" he wondered.

She pursed her lips, "That's highly likely, this is a great store ... but then you wouldn't be dating the hottest girl in Gastonburry."

He looked down, lost his smile, and let out a long exhale. "Right."

"I think I'm done here," she said.

He looked at her half full cart, "Wow, that looks awesome, are you going to read them all in one night?"

She laughed, there were close to 20 books in her cart, "That's for the whole month or maybe more 'cause I need to do my report."

He grabbed the cart and took the poetry book that was going to be his new favorite, "This will be my bonus for you, let's check-out."

"What? I can't let you pay for that ... that's a lot of books," she refused.

"You deserve a bonus for all the work you put in, anyways, these books are going on my shelves, you won't be taking them back to Gastonburry, would you?" He had a point.

"I guess not."

"Great, so that's settled ... we'll have a reading fest tonight, I'll fix a nice dinner, we'll get some wine, we'll read, and then music, and then desert ... and then we can talk about it 'til sunrise ... you know, a stay at home nerdy weekend," he sounded excited.

She laughed, it sounded like a dream. It was something she would enjoy by herself, and now there's someone that enjoys it as much as she does. She remembered him saying, 'There's nothing sexier than a girl who reads.' Dido.

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Home made gourmet looked so easy in Nathan's hands. She sat by the kitchen island, reading one of their new books while cooked. "Wow, I'm liking this one, it's gonna be hard to put down," a wide smile spread across her face. She was four chapters in, the story was already clutching her.

"Oh I know the kind ... I wanna read that one too, no spoilers please," he was seasoning his food, flipping his tools like a pro.

Her face was covered by the book, eyes glued to the pages. Once in awhile she made humming sounds, a chuckle or an exasperating sigh. He smiled amused, splashed some white wine to the fish, then poured some for himself and some for Julie. "It's that good, huh?" he offered a toast. She quickly finished the last line, clinked her glass with Nathan's, then marked the book and closed it.

"It's really good," she gulped her wine.

Their eyes met. He wanted to tell her how much he loves looking at her getting lost in a story, but his face said it all.

"If you like suspense thrillers ..." she tapped on the book, "This is the best I've read in years ... but I have to finish it to conclude the entirety of it, and then I'll tell you all about it."

He laughed, "I'm gonna read that right after you finish, do not attempt to spoil that for me ... I'm gonna read some romance after this, you know, to infuse a little romantic spirit into the tragic stricken love life of mine."

"Oh, come on, long distance relationships are not tragic, although, it is kind of sad to spend Friday night with a book nerd at home," she giggled.

"Trust me, it's tragic, and this is not even close to sad ... I actually prefer this than a noisy night life, and it's better with company."

They clinked glasses to that.

They started eating while discussing about books they've read, their favorite authors, movie adaptations, and everything else other than their tragic love life. After dinner, they sat in the living room area with their book of choice, and spend comfortable silence together. Commenting on what they were reading once in awhile, and went back to it right after.

He really did read a romance novel. He read only selected few, he said. But nonetheless, he was reading it. Julie never came across a guy who reads as much as she does, a romance novel especially.

Two hours into their reading session, his phone rang.

"Hey," he picked up.

She could tell from his tone, it was Kelsey.

"What?" he sounded surprised. He stood up from his reading position, and walked to the front door.

"Surprise!!" Kelsey's voice can be heard from the living room.

"Oh my God! Hi!" Nathan replied.

The silence that followed can only be assumed that they were kissing. She would've jumped to welcome her but she didn't want to interrupt their kiss.

When she finally stormed into the living room, they hugged and screamed. "I miss you so much! I thought I'd crash into your island weekend here and get a taste of that New Year's party I missed," Kelsey said with twinkles in her eyes. She looked around and saw all the books and wine bottles, "Wow ... you two are really going all the way tonight, aren't you?" she laughed.

Julie glanced at Nathan who was standing idle by the dining table, unsure of what he needed to do.

"You want some wine, Kells?"

"Oh, yeah, I could use a pre-drink, come on let's get dressed and go to that rock n' roll bar you told me about," she took the glass from Nathan's hand.

"Now?" he asked.

"Sure ... why not? I did came all this way for the weekend, Gastonburry was a bit dull ... so I thought I pay a visit to my hot boyfriend and let him take me out on an island night life," she came over to Nathan and kissed him.

"Yeah ... I think you should catch up and check out The Rockabillies ... or other bars you might like, I'm just gonna stay home and read tonight," Julie said. Nathan gave her a sharp disagreeing look.

"Yeah, babe, let's get out and have some fun, a little dancing, some island cocktails, and then we come back and catch up some more," she bit her lower lip and ran her hand under his shirt. She caught his lips and engulfed them in her kiss, Julie looked away.

"Julie, you sure you don't want to come?" he tried.

"No, you guys go ahead and have fun ... I'm just gonna finish this one and drink all your wine," she lifted her book with a grin.

"Oh don't mind her, she won't put down her book even if it's the end of the world," Kelsey pressed herself against Nathan, he couldn't possibly say 'no' to her after she took an eight hour flight just to spend the weekend with him.

"Okay ... let me change first," he took her hands out of his shirt and went to his room.

"Did Preston told you I was coming?" Kelsey threw herself by her side.

"No, I was as surprised as Nathan was."

"Good, I told him not to tell you, he said if he called you he would definitely slip up, so he wants you to call him after I get here."

"He's not out clubbing on a Friday night?"

"Nope, he's waiting for your call ... he's been brooding lately, its annoying, he's not much fun without you."

Nathan came out of his room in a long sleeve shirt pulled to the elbow. He wore his favorite washed out jeans and smelled like a Friday night. His eyes fell to Julie's, hoping she would change her mind or begged him not to go.

"Great! Let's go!" Kelsey jumped to her feet.

11 PM Friday night was her best time. Nathan looked down, there was no chance he was getting out of this one.

"Have fun guys! I won't wait up!" Julie waived at them.

"Thanks babe, we'll catch up tomorrow, 'kay?" Kelsey kissed her cheek.

Nathan didn't even say his goodbye, just a simple waive and a disappointed look on his face.

"Don't forget to call Preston," Kelsey added as she slipped her arm around Nathan's.

Julie caught a look from Nathan's eyes. "I won't," she said.

They stepped out and Nathan slammed the door just a little too hard.

The cold breeze on the hot summer day touched Angela's cheeks and neck, sweeping her hair to the side and her skirt swaying along. 

She was pretty and her cheeks were flushed pink. It could be the sun… but it could also be because she was flustered upon laying her eyes on the man that she hadn't seen since that night. That man whose lies she used in her first book. 

Her cheek was twitching again and she was beginning to think that she had to see a nerve doctor. What were they called? — Neurologists! Right. She should probably have to see one. Because right now, her cheek had been twitching. Or was she mistaken and she was actually stopping herself from smiling?

Why would she smile?! What was she expecting? That he would remember her? For all she knows, he might have forgotten her already. After all, he looked like the kind who did 'Wham bam thank you ma'am's'!

'Look at him,' her inner voice told her. 

He was tall and gorgeous with perfect hair. He had chiseled jaw and sharp nose and—abs, his abs were slightly tanned. And his abs glistened – like a friggin' Twilight Vampire. 

And his face, he looked the same but also not. Yet he looked as handsome as she remembered him to be. His five o'clock shadow made her swallow as a certain memory from that one night they spent suddenly played in her head. That time when he was all over her… and she was all over him. And that his stubble grazed her skin in the most delicious—What the hell was she thinking right now!?

Angela watched as the man walked towards her. Her feet were still rooted in the uneven sand and she might possibly be wobbling at the moment but she wouldn't know because she was trying so hard not to pee. Being nervous made her want to pee.

Everything went by like a slow-mo. You know like when you're watching a movie—and the male lead was approaching the female lead very slowly, accompanied by a really nice background music? It was similar to that, only this wasn't what she was expecting for. She certainly wasn't excited to see this man again. How awkward!

What was she supposed to do? What was she supposed to say? 

He's coming…

Oh, dear god, he's coming…

He's…

What?!

What the—

Angela's knees wobbled and she had to straighten herself to turn around. The man just went past her!!!

She was so sure that he was certainly and absolutely looking at her as he was walking! They made eye contact! But why? Why the hell did he walk past her?

'Was he blind? Did he not see me?'

Angela gaped and scoffed as she watched the man's retreating back. He was walking towards the rooms and away from the beach. He did not even look back at her. The jerk acted as if he didn't know her at all!

Was she supposed to be happy and thankful that he ignored her? That was what she wanted, right? She didn't want anything to do with him. How awkward would it be if he found out that she used his tales in her books and even used him as her character reference?

Meh. There's no way he'd be reading that. What guy reads adult romance books?

…

Gael entered his suite and headed straight to his bathroom to take a shower. Little Ashton spilled his orange juice all over him while he was on the sunbed. He felt all sticky and he just wanted to change.

He was only half surprised to see Angela on his way. When Daniel told him earlier that there were guests coming, he had asked if he knew anyone and the other said that he might have met them during the wedding.

And there she was, standing awkwardly in the sand, gaping at him like she had seen a ghost. He looked right at her, unashamed that he stared and his stare lingered on her body. She was dressed nicely. Her round breasts were still round. Her waist was still small, he imagined that he could carry her over his shoulder like a caveman without a sweat. Her hair was shorter now though but she still looked—he would not go there. Nope.

He was here to collect interests. She's long overdue and she owed him big time. 'No playing games, Gael,' he told himself. But first, he needed a shower and a change. He could deal with her later. They were on an island. Where was she going to run off to?

She was probably pissed when he walked past her judging by the scoff that he heard behind him. He didn't look back as he didn't want to give her the satisfaction. Whatever she expected from him — he would never give it to her. 

If she was hoping for a hookup, boy was she going to be disappointed. Gael never does a repeat after a one-night stand.

Gael stripped off all his clothes and tossed it in the hamper. Stepping in the shower, he turned it on and rainfall-like water poured from above him, wetting his hair, his face, and his body. Steam covered the room as he stood under the large shower head, trying to calm himself down from the rage that was building up inside him.  

A menacing and devilishly sexy smirk ghosted his face as he pictured Angela's gaping expression from earlier. "Angela…" he scoffed. "Who do you think you are?"

What are the odds that Gael De Luca, a Mafia Prince, was going to find himself in an adult-romance-themed novel as the male lead?

After stumbling upon the book that he probably wouldn't have found if not because of his sister, Gael read the entire thing in one night.

He found the book worthy of his mockery. It was absolutely ludicrous! He must find whoever wrote this absolute nonsense about him so he could show that person what he does to people who were deserving of his wrath.

But what would he do when he finds out that the author of the book wants to keep her identity a secret? 

Will he expose her?

Or will he use the secret to his advantage?


...

"How dare she use me this way?" A menacing stare paints his face as he looks at the woman from a distance.

"She likes writing adult stories so much?" He scoffed. "Then I'll give her the best damn story she would ever want to write."

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This is a spin-off of my 1st novel: Serendipity A Chance Encounter.

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•Serendipity - A Chance Encounter (Complete-Ongoing revision)

•Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress 

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Swaning

Chapter One: Eleanor

"Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time." - Thomas Merton. 

A lot of people say that we are meant to lose ourselves before we get to know who we are. As a child, I didn't believe them; but as I grew older, I started thinking that maybe they were right after all. Famous people like Mahatma Gandhi, Helen Keller, Theodore Roosevelt, and many others lost themselves before they knew who they were and their life purpose. 

I am torn between achieving my dreams and pleasing my parents. I stared at the blank canvas and paintbrushes on the left side of my room and the medical books on the bedside table. I dreamed of having my own art studio and gallery ever since I visited the art exhibit downtown with my parents when I was a child. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I looked around the art exhibit as I pulled myself close to my mother. I was scared to get lost in the crowded place. I followed her wherever she went. I looked at the paintings hanged at the wall, every painting tells a story. However, one painting caught my eye and it was a portrait of a woman and a man kissing under a tree. The orange leaves were on the ground, adding more touch of romance to the painting. Autumn. It was in autumn when this two people shared a kiss. It looks so genuine and raw for me. Even though I was a child, I felt the emotions pouring out of the painting — love and passion. 

Art is something unexplainable yet you could feel so many things as you appreciate it. It is something so magical, it could make me feel anger, passion, love, melancholy, and more at the same time. That is why I fell in love with art. 

At the age of 7, I started visiting art exhibits more often. My parents supported me. They took me to every exhibit that takes place in our town. I started painting too. I forced them to enroll me in painting classes during the summer. I took all the lessons by heart. Every line, stroke, and curve makes me fall in love with art more and more everyday. I grew fond of mixing different colors to create a new one. 

Since then, I have painted a lot of images that are enough to fill my room. Now that I am 18, my parents talked to me about college. I told them that I wanted to major in Arts, they opposed. They wanted me to take up Medicine for college in order to earn more money because according to them, art is something to do for fun and not as a job. I agreed nonetheless, thinking that they were right. As a result, they bought me medical books so that I could read in advance during summer. 

I read the books, and learned many information, but I was unhappy. I didn't enjoy learning how to cure diseases, or learning the different names of medications. Studying medicine is one of the hardest majors out there and I salute those who are taking it, but it wasn't for me, that is why I didn't enjoy it. 

I spent the whole summer reading the books, trying to find something that could peak my interest and make me decide to pursue in studying it. 

I couldn't.

My thoughts were dismissed when I heard a faint knock on my door. I stood up from my bed and fixed it before slipping on a robe and fluffy slippers. When I opened the door, I saw my mother with a small tray for breakfast.

"Good morning darling. I have prepared you a small breakfast to fill your stomach through the morning." 

I greet her back with a simple good morning and thank you as I let her in. She sets it down on the bed and I ate quietly as she looked around my room.

My mother is a successful woman. Dressed in a red pencil cut dress and black blazer paired with black pumps, she showcases how she carries herself. She had her dirty blonde hair up in a bun. It wasn't always like this; she told me that she grew up in Pennsylvania joining her father play the piano in gatherings with ambitions of becoming a doctor, which she achieved. She worked hard for it. Getting part-time jobs and a scholarship helped her achieve who she is now. She wanted me to be successful as her and my father. They are both doctors. Her being a cardiologist, and him being a neurologist. They built a hospital in our town along with their friends who are also doctors. 

They wanted me to inherit the hospital and continue to run it. However, I didn't want any medicine related job. I wanted to paint, to learn more about the history of art, to meet people with the same passion, and to see paintings from different places. 

But I didn't want to disappoint them. That is why I am trying my best to be interested in medicine. I minimized my time doing paintings and read books instead. Maybe if I expose myself in the books, I would become interested in it. 

My mother sat down the bed as I took the last bite of my pancakes. I finished drinking my milk and set the tray aside. 

"Honey, I wanted to talk to you about something."

She sounds serious. What could have happened?

"Yes, mother. About what?"

"It's about you..." She started. I could feel my heart beating so fast, I am nervous about what she is going to say. Then she continued, "...remember the Joneses?"

"Yes. What about them?"

"Well, as you know, the Joneses are very close to us. We met up yesterday in a coffee shop to have a chat. We thought that you and Fletcher would be a great couple and decided that you two should get married as soon as you both graduate from medical school."

What?!

Carefree and witty Eleanor Carter has been painting ever since she was a child. She dreamed of opening an art studio and gallery. At the age of 18, she embarks herself on a self-journey to Paris in order to escape her strict parents and their ambition of her becoming a doctor and marrying one.

Hugh Bennet has been longing to meet his father since he was a child. He traveled places to find him. Finding out that his father resides in Paris, he went to find him there. 

What could the city of love bring to the two people?

"Ah Sheng, let's do it now. You know what I mean, right?"
"No, no, no, no, we can't, he…"
"He's a blackhearted *sshole! I was only chosen because he wanted me to give birth to his child! Ah Sheng, let's not talk about him. I only wanted to, you know, do that with you. I'm yours…"
"Er Niu, no, don't… we can't afford to trifle with him."
"We need not be afraid of him anymore! Never again! Ah Sheng… he doesn't exist anymore."
Ah Sheng looked at her, puzzled.
"I… killed him."
Xiang Wan was reading what she had written and stopped when she saw her cousin, Fang Yuanyuan, staring hard at her with a straw between her lips. Xiang Wan frowned. "You didn't find this part full of suspense, didn't you?"
Fang Yuanyuan ruffled her hair in exasperation. "Sis, do you know the reason why each and every book you wrote failed?"
"Hm?"
"Weak dialogues and content, fuzzy logic, readers don't get what you're trying to say! Do you understand what young girls like me want to read? It's romance, romance, romance! Important things need to be said three times!"
"Isn't there romance in my book? Wait, what do you mean by young girls like you?"
"… What, do, you, think?"
Fang Yuanyuan pouted and looked at Xiang Wan sympathetically.
"Besides, you've never even dated before. Are you sure you're able to write a romantic love story? You even need to imagine a sex scene out of thin air, how are you able to write a pair of lovers who love each other deep into their soul? Hence, I hereby suggest you should get into a relationship, okay?"
"But I'm writing a murder mystery novel," said Xiang Wan with a smile.
"Girls don't like to read a murder mystery novel without romance. And if you're going after the male readers, your novel is still lacking in some areas…"
"Fang Yuanyuan!" Xiang Wan forced a smile again. "I do have a group of really loyal and unwavering readers as well…"
"Forget it! With the trashy stuff you wrote, if I'm not your editor, you won't even be able to become a VIP writer. You only have a handful of paying readers, and the royalties are not even enough to pay your rent! My dear cousin, just give up!"
Xiang Wan leaned on her chair slowly as she looked at her cousin intently with a faint smile.
"One day, I'm going to write the most popular novel on the internet. Do you believe me?!"
"You? Hoho!" Fang Yuanyuan put her coffee mug on the table and took her handbag. "Youngest aunt has arranged the blind date tomorrow night at eight o'clock, Ocean Sky Hotpot. Do as you see fit!"
Another matchmaking session!
Xiang Wan knocked on her own forehead.
After packing her laptop, she left the cafe. The weather outside was like an oven. She could hear the buzz of electrical fans on the streets near her house. A passing cool breeze was soon replaced by a hot gush of air. She felt as though she was going to be roasted alive.
She rented herself an apartment with just one living room and one bedroom to get away from her mom's constant nagging, despite not having a lot.
At the young age of 26, she was already facing the mayhem of a midlife crisis. She had never dated before and was never embarrassed by that, but with a pretty face like hers, her relatives thought that she had just been too arrogant and picky. As time went by, rumor has it that there might be something wrong with her. 
Must she just get married off to a man and give up her dreams for the rest of her life?
Her fragile heart was crushed to smithereens once more by the sound of her mobile phone ringing when she arrived at the foot of the apartment building that she lived in.
"Oh mom! What's up again? You interrupted me while I was thinking about my novel plot!"
"Novel plot! It's always about your novel plot! Who reads your stuff anyway? Let me remind you, you're almost 30…"
"I'm 26!"
"Round up!"
"Are you really my mom?" Xiang Wan felt her head aching mildly. She felt it might be due to the free air-conditioning she enjoyed at the cafe. "I just haven't found a good man, alright?"
"What type of man do you like? Just tell mom and I'll find you one."
"A national grade rich and gorgeous guy with a height of 1.9 meters, 16-pack abs, lives in an 88-storey villa, and wakes up in a bed of 800 meters. Otherwise, it's a no."
"… Are you planning to marry a centipede?"
"Bye, mom!"
"Hey…"
Xiang Wan was chatting with her mom while she climbed up the stairs. Before she knew it, she was panting and had already reached the sixth floor.
That was actually the top floor. Under the hot summer sky, one would feel like a crab placed inside a cooking pot, wishing to be freed from all the heat. However, there was a man who was quietly leaning against the wall just outside her door. He looked so suave, so cool, and so fresh without any trace of perspiration—his appearance dazzled her eyes so much that she felt dizzy…
The man was tall and had well-defined and chiseled features, as if he had walked out directly from an idol drama.
He looked at Xiang Wan without much emotion. His eyes were amazingly bright under the sun, but at the same time, he looked exceptionally distant, cold and arrogant. Yet, contradictorily, his pair of brooding eyes emanated an irresistible, piercing charm that could stir up feelings in any girl just with his physical appearance and eye contact. He was a typical set-up of most male leading characters in romance fiction.
Oh my, what have you done to my maiden heart!
Xiang Wan puffed a sigh inside her head as she took out her keys.
"Who are you looking for?"
She composed herself, suppressing the emotions that stirred within her.
As the man threw a glance at her, he said, "You're Xiang Wan."
That glance was attractively subtle, and that voice was too sexy.
Xiang Wan had never thought that her name would sound so good in her ears. Her cheeks started to feel hot.
"Yes, is there any problem?"
The corners of his mouth turned upward. Xiang Wan's gaze almost melted completely under his inscrutable smile. He fished out his police officer badge and showed it to her.
"You're being suspected of murder. Please kindly cooperate with the investigation!"


Aspiring author Xiang Wan was deemed hopeless by her family and better off married when her fourth novel still did not do well. 
Just as she started to doubt herself and wonder if she should continue to pursue her dream as an author, things take an unexpected turn when a dazzling guy appears before her and she was taken away by the police as a prime suspect of a murder case.
A murder had taken place and the details were eerily similar to her mystery novel. 
From then on, her life turned topsy-turvy.
...........
Translator Review:
This is a novel encompassed with mystery, ethics, family ties, and romance. Of course, the highlights of this book are the murder cases. 
Although it’s a modern setup where none of the characters have a system or any other cheats, the Author managed to delight me with her writing, creative plots and a good pace without dragging her story. 
I marvel at the way the Author links up the clues and plot to explain the individual cases as well as paving the way to unravel the huge conspiracy behind the individual murders. Romantic plots are light-hearted so readers could take a breather from the plots of gruesome murders.
Frequency of release:  1 chapter/daily

Qin Guan picked several primary books on Buddhism and some buddhist stories. He had no intention of becoming a monk. Bianji was focused on having intercourse with a princess in the play after all.
There was an accomplished martial artist at his college, Mou Xiaoliu. According to Huang Jiajia, Mou was the student of a master who engaged in Xing Yi Fist. Learning a little from her would have to be enough.
When Qin Guan appeared at the door of Mou Xiaoliu’s classroom, even the tutor could not control the students. They all started screaming.
The tutor had taught Qin Guan the year before. She waved at him to go away, shouting, "Qin Guan, you troublemaker! Stay away from my class! There are still ten minutes left!" 
During the last ten minutes, Mou was completely distracted. She couldn't hear what the tutor was saying. All she remembered was Qin Guan gesturing at her that he would be waiting for her outside.
As soon as the bell rang, Mou ran out of the classroom with her bag without telling her friend.
Qin Guan smiled at the girl with puppy eyes. "Could you help me, Mou Xiaoliu? Are you good at fist fighting? Could you teach me? I’ll pay you!" 
Mou nodded. "No problem. I’ll do it for free!"
Qin Guan didn’t listen to her. He would be taking up as much of her time as a part-time job, so he had to compensate her. Mou asked Qin Guan seriously, "Do you want to formally acknowledge someone as your master?"
Qin Guan shook his head. "I just want to learn some fixed patterns. The basic skills are not important to me."
It would be simple. Without any further questions, Mou made a short introduction in a clearing of trees.
"I am a student of Xing Yi Fist. My ancestor had Li Cunyi as his master, and he inherited the Big Frame School in Hebei Province. The basic techniques of Xing Yi Fist are three body stances, five fist patterns, and twelve shapes. I have to prepare for our lessons. We can start this weekend. Is that alright?"
Qin Guan nodded happily.
At Teacher Rong’s command, Sister Xue had made several Tang suits for him, including a kung fu costume, which had cost her a lot.
If I practice martial arts on the tree path at the Fayuan Temple in that costume, I might turn into Buddha on the spot.
Several days later, Qin Guan picked up Mou in his Cherokee to go meet Sister Xue. Their expenditure was supervised by Sister Xue, but Qin Guan also majored in accounting, so the extra money for tuition had to be considered a reasonable expense. His agent had to approve of his teacher though.
Qin Guan took Mou to Professor Li's hall. At the beginning, Sister Xue seemed doubtful because of Mou’s age, but Mou shocked her by showing them the first fighting pattern.
She demonstrated a series of fist movements before them. Her moves were simple yet practical, performed with irresistible force.
Mou finished her performance and waited for praise with shining eyes. Itching to try, Qin Guan said, "It’s my turn!"
He imitated Mou’s performance almost perfectly, which shocked both Sister Xue and Mou. Although Qin had just copied the pattern, not her force, it was still enough for the film. Sister Xue felt assured. Qin Guan was thinking about his gift of extraordinary retentive memory, which was usually more practical in memorizing documents. 
He could copy the simple movements, but he was still inferior compared to students who had been practising for a long time.
Still, Qin Guan was getting better and better at Xing Yi Fist. Sister Xue was quite satisfied with Mou. She was a very hardworking, simple girl.
She proposed that Mou become Qin Guan’s temporary assistant during the summer holidays, and Mou accepted with extreme pleasure. Qin Guan didn’t even express an opinion.
Mou would have to find a part-time job in the summer anyway. What would be better than staying close to her prince? They made the decision right before it was time for Qin Guan to audition for "Romance During the Tang Dynasty."
It was the final audition before shooting started. Actually, the actors had basically been selected, but because of the promotion of Li Shaohong, the assistant director of "Romance During the Tang Dynasty" had decided to give Qin Guan a chance to try for the role of Bianji.
The crew had taken advantage of the props from the "Daming Palace", saving a large amount of money, so it made sense that they give him a chance to audition.
Qin Guan was wearing a green Tang suit with loose cuffs and trouser legs. The suit looked like a frock from a distance, and in combination with his short haircut, he looked almost like a real monk.
He put his palms together devoutly and greeted the assistant director, who recognized the extreme beauty of suppressing sensual passion.
He was the one in charge of the casting. Excited, he took Qin Guan to Director Gong and the head scriptwriter, who were explaining the plot to a handsome young man with fake eyelashes.
The assistant director didn't think much of him. There were many actors there for the audition after all. He pushed Qin Guan toward Director Gong and said, "This is Qin Guan. He was recommended by Director Li. Isn’t he more handsome than the others?"
The director had originally thought that the young man standing before him was a cute boy, but compared to Qin Guan, Nie Jin looked like an inferior being.
The scriptwriter looked cheered up. The romance was obviously fabricated, unofficial history focusing on love and legends. Bianji, who had been a nobody in history, was the main character of his script.
The role had to be interpreted three times, during three periods of the man’s life, childhood, adolescence, and youth. Qin Guan was the most devout and refined actor he had seen for the part. 


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

A few days had passed since Long Hui left the hospital and returned to his wing at the ancestral residence. He took a leave from the company to recover from his injuries. However, he continued working from home.
He hadn't seen his father since the day Long Tengfei scolded him. He also hadn't made up with Iris yet, nor apologized to her.
At the moment, a physiotherapist was treating his leg in the living room. It still hurt a bit and felt tender, causing him to walk with a limp. As for his other injuries, they looked worse than they felt. The bruises and cuts looked ugly, but they were already healing and didn't hurt as much as before.
When the physiotherapist left, a servant entered carrying a basket filled with fruits and pastries. They were sent by Long Meng.
Not long after, Long Hui received a call from the elder. He felt paranoid for a moment, thinking that Long Meng was calling to tell him that she would no longer continue supporting him. He was able to catch himself in time before his negative thoughts spiralled out of control again.
Long Meng heard that he had returned to the eastern wing and that he was recovering from some injuries. However, she didn't know anything about what kind of injuries he had or how he got them. It seemed that Long Tengfei locked down the information from leaking out of the ancestral compound.
Long Hui didn't tell her either.
After wishing him to get well soon, Long Meng finally moved on to the purpose of her call. Unsurprisingly, it was about Iris owning 5% shares of Long Industries and how she now owned more than any of them.
"The rightful heir is you, Young Master Hui. You should be owning more shares in the company than any of your siblings," she told him. "That being said, I'll sell you my 3% shares so you can add it to the 2.5% that you currently own for a total of 5.5%. This way, you'll own a bit more than the Young Miss Xiulan."
Of course, he was immediately tempted. There was just one big problem, however.
"Grandaunt Meng, thank you for the offer but I can't afford to buy your shares at the moment."
"Don't worry about it for now. You can pay me back in installments in the next few years, maybe even decades. If I'm dead by then, you can continue the payments to my children or grandchildren."
His eyes lit up. "Really? You're willing to let me do that?"
"Yes. I'll even help you purchase some more shares if any were put up for sale. My branch family and several others are willing to loan you money to buy them."
He was about to accept the offer, but his father's harsh scolding a few days ago played inside his mind. Guilt filled him once again. He had been contemplating of whether to apologize to his youngest sister or not.
His pause saved him because Long Meng added, "But on one condition."
"Condition?" He frowned. Although he already expected it, he still didn't like that her help came with conditions.
"Yes. I'll help you and do all of these for you if you break up with that woman and marry a nice, suitable lady we approve of who also matches your status as an heir."
Long Hui didn't answer. He was completely silent.
"Please think about my offer carefully, Young Master Hui. Our allies and I will do everything in our power to help you become the next head. But of course, you also need to do your part and do this for us. Actually, this is for your own good. That's all what I want to say for now," Long Meng told him before bidding goodbye.
Although he didn't accept her offer, she was already satisfied that he didn't reject it right away. It meant that he was thinking about it. There was a chance that he would agree to her terms.
When the phone call ended, Long Hui felt even more torn than ever before.
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The summer season would be officially ending soon, but the weather still remained hot. Despite the uncooperative weather, the promotions for upcoming TV shows that would soon be released in fall season were already well under way.
One such promotion for a particular romance TV drama was currently trending all over. It was a live-action adaptation based on a popular romance webnovel. Although the TV drama adaptation casted young, not-so-popular actress and actor as the main leads, many still looked forward to watching it because of the original webnovel. The fans eagerly waited for its premiere to judge whether the drama would do justice to the original work.
As a result, "Our Love, Our Destiny" was one of the most anticipated TV dramas in the fall season. Its teaser previews were watched numerous times both on TV and on the internet.
Netizens couldn't stop talking about it.
"I can't wait for summer to end so that we can finally watch 'Our Love, Our Destiny'!"
"Me too! Although I'm disappointed with their choice of actress to play the female lead, I'm quite happy about the actor playing the male lead. OMG! He's so hot!"
"As a diehard fan of the original webnovel, I also can't wait to watch the live-action TV drama adaptation! But putting that aside for now, who else is loving the theme song?"
"LOL. The teaser previews only feature a few seconds of the music. We can't even hear any lyrics."
"But that few seconds are already enough for me to love the theme song. I wonder who's going to sing it."
Some of them made a few guesses, but the topic of conversation quickly changed into something else. Nobody was really that interested in the theme song at the moment. They were more focused about the drama itself and the choice of cast.
That was until someone began freaking out online.
"Holy shit! The full trailer was just uploaded. Watch it right now! I'm freaking out! OMG!"
"Relax, buddy. I'm watching it right now. Although I'm feeling excited, I don't think it's enough to make me freak out."
"Relax?! How can I relax?! Do you not freaking recognize the voices singing the freaking theme song?!!!"
"Huh?"
"!!!"
"WHAT THE HELL?!!!"
"Is this real? Am I dreaming?! OMG!! Please tell me I'm not dreaming!!!"
"Jin Chonglin and Iris Long are singing the theme song of 'Our Love, Our Destiny' together?!!!"


A world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international Underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night.

She is reborn into the body of Iris Long, a teenage pop singer, wild party girl, and spoiled brat. For the former princess of the Underworld who lived an overprotected and shackled life, this new life is a chance to finally live the life of freedom and independence that she always wanted.

Jin Liwei is the most powerful man in the country's business world. Cold and ruthless, he is someone only a few dare offend. When the infamous Iris Long, who used to chase his younger brother, wakes up from a year-long coma, his unfeeling heart moves for the first time and he falls hard for this unexpected genius girl.

She wants to fly freely and soar high beyond the sky. He wants her everything, to tie her to himself and to never let her go.

This is her journey to super stardom. This is his journey in accompanying her. Together, they will rock the world while facing many challenges.

But what will happen when she discovers that she can never escape from the shadows of her previous life? Will she still be able to live her dream life of freedom and independence? Will he be able to protect her from the dangers?

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WARNING!!! WARNING!!! WARNING!!!

This novel is rated 18+ (no one 17 and under allowed). It contains mature adult themes, coarse language, explicit sexual content, and occasional graphic violence. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Please do NOT read if you are under 18 or if you feel uncomfortable with any of these elements. 

And despite of what some of the negative reviews are claiming, there is NO rape in this novel. Many scenes are deliberately made uncomfortable (clear 18+ warning), but there is NO rape.

Also please remember that this is a work of "fiction". Thank you!

The girl An Xiaxia saw was none other than Su Xiaomo herself, her BFF growing up.
Three months ago, An Xiaxia, Su Xiaomo, and Kang Jian had all enrolled at Qixia High.
All three of them were admitted under special criteria: they were special admissions students.
An Xiaxia specialized in music and Kang Jian in athletics, while Su Xiaomo was known as a child genius painter. She was actually very famous for her "violence" as well and went by the nickname "Big Sister Su."
During the summer vacation, Su Xiaomo had actually gone to Country F to advance her painting and couldn't make it back in time for last week's school opening ceremony. 
The two chatted for a while when An Xiaxia's cell phone began to vibrate. Kang Jian's roaring voice came from the other end at full power. "You two heartless women! How could you abandon me like this?! After catching the thief, I still need to catch the bus!"
An Xiaxia and Su Xiaomo laughed until their stomachs hurt. An Xiaxia spoke into her phone, "Worthless Kang, take your time catching the bus~ We'll be heading off first, bye bye."
Kang Jian was painstakingly chasing the bus and one could almost imagine the tears streaming down his cheeks.
-
Year 1, Class C.
The seat beside An Xiaxia was empty and Su Xiaomo took it without thinking.
"I'll go get your books with you," An Xiaxia suggested.
Su Xiaomo smiled and the two headed toward the class teacher's office, hand in hand. After collecting her books, they each carried half.
In the hallway, three tall figures gradually walked toward them, raising waves of screaming. Lots of female students were leaning against the windows and stuck their heads out to watch.
Su Xiaomo didn't care about this and continued on her way to the classroom.
The hallway had just been mopped and was still a little wet. Su Xiaomo accidentally slipped and fell down face first.
With all the books in her arms, An Xiaxia could only cry out and didn't have time to catch her.
At this moment, the figure closest to Su Xiaomo caught her, and even managed to catch a literature textbook that was flung into the air.
"Are you alright?" A soft but deep voice asked by her ear. Su Xiaomo froze on the spot, captivated by his unimaginably attractive face.
He had a handsome face with perfectly proportioned features. What struck her the most was his genial smile, which felt like a gentle spring breeze in April that could warm the heart.
Su Xiaomo's heart beat frantically and it took a while before she finally came back to herself. "Uh… I'm fine. Thanks."
He Jiayu smiled a little and help her back to her feet before putting that book onto her stack.
He then headed into the classroom. Behind him, Chi Yuanfeng smiled at Su Xiaomo before following him in.
Sheng Yize glanced at An Xiaxia, who looked away from him. Neither of the two said anything and he entered the classroom himself.
"My god, Xiaxia! I'm not blind, am I? Poke me, now! Aren't those three the members of Starry Night?" Once the three idols left, Su Xiaomo instantly revealed her boy-crazy nature and jumped up and down in delight.
An Xiaxia nodded. "Yeah, they're going to be studying at our school."
Su Xiaomo laughed infatuatedly. "It's like in the romance movies; I never imagined it would happen to me… That boy just now was simply too handsome. That's it, I need to get him! Make him my boyfriend and bring him home! Muaa!"
An Xiaxia kept her embarrassment to herself and didn't comment.
-
While Su Xiaomo made plans daily to court He Jiayu, our poor An Xiaxia caught a cold. 
It was common knowledge that recovering from a cold wasn't an easy task, and An Xiaxia had a bad one. However, to keep up with her studies, she didn't ask for a leave of absence.
As a result, she infected everyone around her.
Su Xiaomo went down first, followed by Kang Jian. Even He Jiayu and Chi Yuanfeng, who were seated two rows away, weren't spared.
Fans of Starry Night couldn't stop crying and the looks they gave An Xiaxia could kill her hundreds of thousands of times over!


As an anti-fan of the idol group, Starry Night, An Xiaxia is happy to spend her time online slandering lead singer Sheng Yize. 

But things take an unexpected turn when An Xiaxia starts high school - the Starry Night trio somehow becomes her classmates, and even end up moving into her house. 

Also, the nation’s idol Sheng Yize seems particularly interested in An Xiaxia for some reason...

Sheng Yize: Xiaxia, if I and a chicken wing fall into the water together, which one will you save?

An Xiaxia: Hm… I can't swim, so obviously you're going to save yourself and get my chicken wing out!

Sheng Yize: I thought I was the nation’s idol???

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