FlameWitch

She was the government's deadliest secret weapon - a spy who lived by her wits and lethal skills. But when her little brother was kidnapped, even Bai Yunshu's training couldn't stop the shocking betrayal that cost her everything...including her life.

Reborn into the body of bullied debutante Feng Ruoxi, Yunshu finds herself greeted by a cruel father, a venomous stepmother, and the last thing she ever expected - an elite fiancé from one of the nation's most powerful families!  

Jiang Yukang, her so-called husband-to-be, is as arrogant as he is gorgeous. But little does this prime catch realize his delicate doe-eyed bride is actually a fiery former spy with lethal skills and a whole new lease on life.

What begins as a risky masquerade will soon become an unstoppable whirlwind of sizzling seduction, unraveling mysteries, and dark secrets best left untouched. Can Yunshu claim her rightful status as Master Jiang's hot spy wife while surviving the treacherous world of Kyoto's privileged elite?

With her pulse-pounding survival skills and Jiang Yukang's mesmerizing talents in the bedchambers, this transmigrated soul is taking names and leaving a scorching trail of desire in her wake! No enemy can stop this reincarnated vixen from becoming the supreme don't-mess-with-me empress!

Transmigration: Master Jiang's Hot Spy Wife

The roar of gunfire and the cries of the wounded filled the air as the brutal battle raged on within the warehouse's confines. Xiao Zheng watched in stunned disbelief as the two opposing patriarchs, Xiao Mingyuan and the Chen family leader, made their retreat amid the chaos.

Luo Ting's voice cut through the pandemonium, her words laced with a frantic urgency. "Mingyuan! We must leave this place, now!"

Xiao Mingyuan's eyes burned with a reluctant fury, his gaze sweeping over the melee as his own men fought tooth and nail against the Chen enforcers and the masked kingpin's elite soldiers. For a moment, it seemed as though he would refuse, his pride and thirst for vengeance overriding any sense of self-preservation.

But then, his shoulders sagged, a weary resignation settling over his features as he nodded curtly. "Fall back!" he bellowed, his voice barely audible over the deafening roar of the battle. "Fall back and regroup!"

The Clash Of Titans III