feipei

The day she died was the day she finally realized that her detachment and cowardice were her biggest mistakes. That those were the reasons she lost everything. 

"If time will turn back its hands, I will no longer just watch. I will return everything in its rightful places. I will control my own fate."

These were her thoughts as the reel of her life played, as the poison coursed in her body reminding her of her incompetence, of her inaction, burning all of her resistance and detachment.

And then she opened her eyes once more. 

She was back.

This time she will make sure that she won't lose anything or anyone. Including a certain smiling devil who is really good at kissing.

---------------------
This is an Original story and not a translation. All rights reserved. :)

Disclaimer: The image in my cover is not mine. Just got it from Pinterest. Credits to the source.

The Return of the Devil's Wife

Zi Jue's eyes were round as saucers as he gazed at Yan Qing Shan, his face held an outraged expression. Yet even with that there was a spectacular shade of red blooming in his cheeks, coloring even his ears. Yan Qing Shan raised an eyebrow at this and found his reaction a tad bit hilarious. Zi Jue stared at her for a long time as she fumbled around with the buttons of her dress. Yan Qing Shan observed him through the side of her eyes.


"Yan Qing Shan, you do realize that I am a man. And that it is quite possible that my control is not exactly that impeccable?" Zi Jue said with a think, strained voice. His dark eyes intensified as he took in her frame.


The Hunt (3)