neonlover_1

Only one word: Heirloom 
Heirloom? Isn't that a valuable object that has belonged to a family for several generations? 
Something that is supposed to bring pride, but not always, at least not in this story. 
Everything started with the mysterious 'Heirloom' and everything will probably end with it. 
Li Wei is our ML and Wang Yu Yan is our FL. The empty blanks I will leave it to you all to fill as you read their story. 
Come, witness their journey full of love, dangers, and some life-threatening secrets.

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Excerpt
He kissed her softly at first and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made Wang Yu Yan cling to him as the only stable thing in the dizzy swaying world. 
And Wang Yu Yan did not realize when her hands clutched to Li Wei's shirt tightly. Her hands automatically circled Li Wei's neck. 
On realizing this, Li Wei slowly and slowly kept on deepening the kiss. It became more and more passionately by the second. As it did, Wang Yu Yan felt her heartbeat accelerating. 
Li Wei parted his lips from her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. 
Li Wei looked into her deep eyes. Wang Yu Yan was doing the same. This feeling that she was felt was foreign yet a nice feeling. She wanted to feel more of this, more of this, and before a swimming giddiness spun her round and round, Wang Yu Yan knew that she was kissing him back. 




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This is an original story by me and my best friend. So pls give it a try 
Thank You 
Neonlover_1 and Rainbow_Writermark

SPRING LOVERS: We who are inseperable

As they got close to the mansion, they could see a bunch of men and women standing in front of the main door in a similar black uniform in an upright position with hands at the back.

The group stood in front of her symbolizing some kind of unity and ultimate power. Just like the subjects do to their king.

As Eliana walked towards them, Ethan trailing behind her, followed by Mia and Michael, two siblings who were both the secretaries of Eliana.

"Young Miss," they called out aloud.

Eliana nodded at this. There was a sense of familiarity and affection in her wicked and cold eyes, but it was soon hidden by her cold demeanor.

Though there was no smile on her face, the people in front of her showed her a toothy smile, their mood became a bit higher.

Eliana did not say anything and quietly went inside, as the people standing in front of the gate, made way for her.

The Invitation (2)