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Death Blooms for You

After a century of courtship, Xu Qianyi’s wedding ends in a brutal betrayal. Her husband coveted only one thing: the secret of her celestial bloodline—a power that could open the gates to the heavens themselves. She and her adopted sister, Yisha, are the last surviving deities of a forgotten celestial clan, raised in the shadowed luxury of the Zuì Mèng Lóu pavilion. Their guardian is the ancient and formidable demon, Xuán Líng, who took them in alongside a lone frost fox demon, Lǐ Wei, forging them into an unbreakable family—and a lethal one. With the secret of their bloodline exposed, Qianyi and Yisha, guided by Lǐ Wei’s unwavering protection, set out to uncover the truth behind their clan's destruction. But their path leads them to a spiritual blight rotting the land, a decay that began in the ruins of a fallen empire neighboring their own destroyed home. The connection is no coincidence. To survive, they must cast aside their mortal disguises and ascend to their true divine forms, mastering the legendary power sleeping in their blood. But the path to godhood is paved with heavenly lightning and treachery, and the darkness they awaken may be the one trial their fierce bond cannot survive. Death Blooms for You is a xianxia epic of sisterhood, vengeance, and the world-shaking power of a chosen family. This novel seamlessly integrates Chinese terms and phrases to enrich the world and culture. ------- © 2025 Kiesha Richardson, writing as QiXia. All rights reserved. Death Blooms for You is an original work of fiction by QiXia. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or adaptation of this story in any form is prohibited. All characters, events, and settings are created for entertainment purposes and bear no intentional resemblance to real persons or situations.
QiXia · 21.4k Views

I Only LOOK Like A Cultivator, I Promise!! [BL]

He only smiles politely, nervously—the way a fallen Denmai crown prince might—and says,"I only look like a cultivator, I promise!" Not all who seem weak are truly powerless. Some are far stronger than anyone dares to imagine—yet they simply don’t flaunt it. When a polite, unusually traditional Chinese student named Liànlěi—or simply Lĕi—transfers to a modern Bangkok school, he immediately draws attention. Not for his manners, but for the quiet, unsettling aura that surrounds him. His simple brown eyes glimmer with a rare, original light—the kind found only in the Denmai heroes admired in novels or anime. His long, chocolaty-brown hair, cascading from head to waist, is soft enough to get lost in… if anyone dared. Felix, the golden-boy of the school, raised with privilege and used to admiration, simply wants a carefree life. He refuses to break down or be weighed down by expectations, yet fate draws him into unexpected interactions with Liànlěi. In a school where everyone believes they know everything, underestimating the calm, deceptively harmless Lìnglìng could be… unwise. As days pass, their initial rivalry slowly shifts into something more complicated. What they know—or think they know—about each other becomes a delicate game of appearances, charm, and hidden strength. A story of fascination, quiet rivalry, and the subtle power behind a calm, polite exterior—where the quietest student might just hold the greatest strength.
YanYeXin · 624 Views

AFTER THE MASKS FELL

The masks are gone. The consequences remain. In the aftermath of Between Masks, Noah Wellin and Atlas Sterlins are no longer protected by secrecy. What surfaced between them did not bring freedom—it drew attention. From families who built empires on silence. From a world where legacy is currency and reputation is law. What began as obsession has become necessity. What started as desire has evolved into addiction—and in their world, addiction is a weapon. Noah must decide what survives when identity collides with expectation. Atlas learns that dominance means nothing when the rules are written by forces far older and far colder than either of them. Old-money alliances tighten. Private threats take shape. Every choice now carries weight. Love, once hidden, becomes a vulnerability. Intimacy turns into leverage. Power is no longer inherited—it is negotiated. What binds them now is not just want. It’s risk. It’s ruin. Because in an elite world that punishes exposure, being seen means one thing: you either control the narrative, or the narrative controls you. After the Masks Fell continues the story of Between Masks, diving deeper into obsession, family control, and the cost of visibility in a world built on silence. This is not a romance about discovery. It is about what happens when powerful families notice. When they intervene. When love stops being freedom and becomes a liability that must be managed. Some masks fall. Others are removed for you. For readers drawn to dark romance, elite family power struggles, obsessive love, dangerous intimacy, LGBTQ+ relationships, and stories where desire is both salvation and destruction.
oceanx17 · 1.3k Views

To Shield Her from the Storm

After being betrayed, framed, and tortured until she was blinded and her limbs shattered in her previous life, Judy Johnston was reborn. She returned in a frail, sickly body, haunted by the blood-soaked nightmare that had stolen her entire family but this time, she was no longer alone. By her side stood Nick Bateman, a solitary boy with pure Lycan blood, a predator’s cold instinct, and an absolute loyalty reserved for Judy alone. To the world, Nick was nothing but a nameless orphan. But to Judy, he was the only darkness that shielded her, the pair of hands that pulled her from the abyss, and the eyes that always looked at her with endless tenderness and indulgence. Nick could obey her to the extreme. And he could also kill without blinking, if it was for her. Anyone who dared touch Judy would simply disappear from the world. After coming back to life, Judy wanted only to protect her adoptive family and stay far away from all power struggles. But fate would not let her stand aside: the Spring Gala in the Lycan King’s palace, rival clans, the vicious schemes of her uncle and cousin, and countless secrets buried in blood. Most terrifying of all… was the secret surrounding Nick, the one who once cried beside her bed, the one who saved her from death, and perhaps… the one who had loved her across both lifetimes. In a Lycan royal court filled with lies, darkness, and bloodshed, Judy must survive and find the one who loved her to the point of despair in her past life. She never imagined that person had been by her side all along. And this time… he refuses to let her leave his arms, not even for a single step. Update schedule: 2 chapters per day, no updates on Sundays.
Umee_uuuuuuw · 5.1k Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 224.7k Views

The Side Character: I'm not the Female Lead

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.
MiuNovels · 70.8k Views

Daddy, Don't Come Home Tonight

"What happens when your one-night stand plans to become your stepdad?" It's been two weeks since that night, but I still can't forget him. It was so enthralling that the thrill stuck to my bones till now. It weighed on my mind like a dumbbell and cost me my concentration. A man so hot... Ah, how could I forget him? I wanted to see him again. I wanted to feel his warmth, his aggressive arms, and the way he smirked ever so often while I moaned like a messed-up recorder underneath him, sounds he seemed to favor. But it was just a fling between two strangers. No strings attached, and no names involved. I thought I would never see him again, until he showed up in my living room with his arms around my mother. And she said, "Ha-Joon, this is Tae-Hyun, my fiancé. We're getting married in a few days, so get ready." My heart stopped for a moment as my world shook. And then he looked at me, his devilish eyes met mine. I gulped. They were those same eyes that had seen too much of me. He remembered me, that was certain. And judging by the way he smirked at me, he wasn't done with me yet. Just how did that handsome, no, how did that hot man suddenly gain the identity of my stepfather? (A curious naive college student who wanted to have sex for the first time took his first dive into danger, only to find out the tiger he slept with was about to become his family) Note: this isn't an incest story so read the auxiliary chapter to know more before coming to your conclusion.
Byul_Byre · 122.8k Views

Beside the Throne

Crown Prince Gu Lian was born brilliant—admired by all, his path seemingly carved in stone: ascend the throne and protect the realm. With a loyal general, A Lie; a peerless strategist, Ai Miao; and a fiancée hailed as the capital’s most beautiful woman, he was the perfect heir in the eyes of the world. At age ten, the arrival of Murong Che, a hostage prince from a neighboring kingdom, disrupted the calm like a stone cast into still waters. Gu Lian quickly noticed that Ai Miao, his deep-thinking advisor, paid this heterochromatic youth an unusual amount of attention. To Ai Miao, Murong Che was a flawless “creation”—a vessel to mold, a key piece in a bloodless conquest. But when Gu Lian realized his dreams were haunted not by his fiancée, but by Ai Miao, his life veered off course. On a stormy night at fifteen, stripped of pride, he begged: “I need your love, Ai Miao! I want your mind—so full of empire and ambition—to hold space for me, Gu Lian!” The Emperor and Empress, alarmed by the prince’s dependence and forbidden affection, issued a secret decree. Under the guise of “greater ambition,” Ai Miao was exiled to a foreign land, leaving behind a cruel misunderstanding: a silent departure that shattered Gu Lian’s heart. Five years later, Ai Miao returned triumphant. The prince he had mentored now sat as a puppet monarch; the neighboring kingdom was all but dissolved. But what awaited him was Gu Lian’s frozen hatred, the imperial couple’s silent threats, a scandalous trap of seduction—and a chasm between them that seemed impossible to cross. Misunderstandings, schemes, jealousy, and the weight of duty loomed large. Gu Lian was forged into a blade by pain; Ai Miao clung to his original vow in silence. Until an unexpected aphrodisiac incident ignited everything—burning away their masks. In the collision of desire and truth, they confirmed with their bodies the loyalty and longing that had never faded. “I’ll be your bedmate,” the once-proud prince whispered, stripped of all dignity, eyes burning with obsession. “Just don’t touch anyone else—man or woman. Ever.” And Ai Miao, the master tactician, finally lowered every defense. In the overwhelming tide of pleasure, he saw his heart clearly: All the flawless plans, all the legendary victories—none compared to holding this man. From wary tests to life-and-death trust, from heartbreak to reunion—they must face courtly daggers, imperial pressure, and the tangled mystery surrounding a diplomatic princess. Together, they will purge the rot within and beyond the palace. This is an epic of growth and guardianship. Witness a cold strategist who plots each step for love, with devotion that cuts to the bone; a young crown prince who clings to emotion and carves out a golden age. Two mighty souls, bound to each other alone. Watch them break every chain and write a royal legend unlike any before—at the very peak of power, side by side.
ivy_LCC · 21.9k Views