Xincerely

"What do you want from me?"


"Everything. Your soul, your body, your heart, but above all, I want you. Come to me, and you will be sheltered from every storm and hurricane that might come our way."


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Like every pitiful protagonist, Xueyue's life was riddled with unfortunate events.


An aloof birth mother? Check.
A crazy father? Check.
An older sister with a superior complex?Double-check!


Through a twist of unfortunate events, Xueyue was sentenced to death by beating. And no, she did not reincarnate to a better life. 

Offered the opportunity to have a new identity, Xueyue eventually found herself colliding paths with a mischievous and fearsome, but devilishly handsome Commander who'd stop at nothing to acquire her heart.

Will he succeed in doing so?

Sly. Vicious. Ruthless. The very whisper of his name was enough for soldiers to abandon their weapon and armor in the battlefield. Yet, this merciless Commander found himself on wits-end with a sharp-tongued woman that turned his entire world into beautiful chaos.


Many say love is a fleeting emotion, but to them, love is a constant devotion.

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[WARNING: THERE IS MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY.]

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This book is 500+ chapters because it is a combination of the entire volume (4-5 books) in one!

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The Rise of Xueyue

Li Chenyang knew his next destination. He headed straight to his father's private study. Knocking upon the door, he heard a faint "come in," before opening it.

"Dad," Li Chenyang greeted in a hard voice. Creases formed on his forehead upon seeing his father's exhausted facial features.

Duke Li Shenyang gestured for his son to take a seat in one of the couches. "I'm sure we have a lot to discuss," he said.

Li Chenyang's eyes lingered on the items on his father's cluttered desk. For a split second, Chenyang thought he saw letters. It was too late to take a second glance.

Duke Li Shenyang stood in front of his desk to face his son, conveniently blocking the latter's view of the contents on the desk.

"Father," Li Chenyang formally addressed. "We never got to finish our discussion last time about the Emperor's private funds. It's extremely secretive and no one should have access to it, not even the Prime Minister."

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