Blue_Pizza

UNDERGOING REWRITE AS OF 2024!!! 

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This story begins with the average good versus evil, but there was no happily ever after. It came at a cost nobody was prepared for. The evil lived on, contained in its prison but patiently awaiting the day it would rise again...

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"I don't belong here. I don't belong in this world, in this time, in this body."

The last thing Yin Xue remembered was rushing into a fire to save a girl just like her—shunned and feared by others because of the power they were born with. The flames trapped them in, and then there was darkness. When she awoke, Yin Xue saw the world through a new pair of eyes. Literally.

Adopted and raised in The White Forest by one of the Devil Lords who had escaped death, Yin Xue thought her life would be peaceful. Until her master was murdered and she had to step outside her home and fulfill a poor soul's wish.

Yin Xue set out for revenge, hatred in her heart and her master's words echoing in her mind. She plotted and schemed and lied and stole. She would never deny the blood stained on her hands because sacrifices had to be made. People were cruel and cold, so she had to be even more so. The world was her chessboard; she just didn't expect so many players.

But the web of destiny was so intricate that nobody could escape it. 

A prince living a lie since birth. An assassin with a hidden identity. One of them would break Yin Xue; the other would break the world. The question is, who was which?

Meanwhile, up in Heavenly Realm, an emperor dances with the dangerous truth and a god weaves the past, present and future together. They don't know the consequences of their actions.

Add in a name list written in blood, a poem hiding a story, and an eternal curse or two and here is one hell of a story.

The Black Dragon will be freed, secrets will resurface, and an old prophecy will be revealed. 

Yin Xue was taught to use pretence as a shield against a world full of deceit, and she had been pretending for her whole life, even to herself. But if she takes off that mask, who is she truly underneath?

When the snow falls and the blood flower blooms, we shall see who survives the brutal winter.

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This is my first novel. Please support the story if you like it, thank you! 

PS. This amazing cover is designed by Hellohworldd and slightly edited by Eetishmeh.

A Song for Silver Snow

Hi! This is my first time writing a book and I hope all goes well.


First off, thankyouthankyouthankyou for picking up my story and if you're taking the time to read this pre-story chapter. As I've already mentioned, this is my first book, so I'm not exactly bursting with skill and confidence, but I hope I'll improve as the story progresses.


I'm trying my best to keep the chapter length consistent, so the word count will be around 700 to 1000 words per chapter. 


Writers' block is awful, and pretty much inevitable. It creeps up on you like an unwanted mosquito you want to slap to death. If I ever get stuck and need a break, I will mention it.


Because I personally love and hate clichés, there will be some in here, but not too much of it. If, highlight IF, a romance element is added, it will be much later in the story. 


Hugs to the people who are giving this story a chance. I will take any honest (painful) commentary or suggestions, but if you're just here to nitpick every flaw, GET OUT. Nobody and no story is perfect, and I will grow along with my story (I'm sorry, that sounded a tad dramatic).


*Now, visualize curtains parting, drum rolls, and a spotlight center stage.* 


AUTHOR'S NOTE