FlameWitch

When sassy, street-smart Amber from Chicago's roughest neighborhood finds herself transmigrated into Song Yanyan's curvy form, she's in for a rude awakening. Trapped in the gilded cage of Wuhan's snobby elite society, Amber must quickly adapt her gangster wit and tough spirit to this new, foreign world.

However, Amber is no wilting flower. With her brave hood mentality and sharp tongue, she turns Master Wu's mission upside down. As she unravels the dark secrets behind her new identity, Amber goes toe-to-toe with the arrogant young master, their flames of rivalry soon sparking an unexpected passion.

In this world of decadence and deceit, Amber must fight to replace Song Yanyan's meek persona with her bold, unapologetic flair. From intense clashes to wild romantic entanglements, she'll deliver scorching face-slaps to any who dare underestimate the transmigrated hood princess.

Brimming with drama, action, laughter, and jaw-dropping revelations, one thing is certain - Master Wu's wife is no shrinking violet. Can this fish-out-of-water hood princess rise as the elite world's feistiest new queen?

Transmigrated Hood Princess: Master Wu's Wife is not Weak

<p>The drone's missile streaked down like a damn arrow, red light blinking, aimed straight for Yang Wei's stretcher—and Yanyan just stood there, frozen, machete trembling in her bloody hand. Her eyes were wide, grief locking her legs, and my heart slammed my ribs so hard I thought it'd bust out. My leg was a mess—bullet graze burning, blood soaking my pants—but I didn't think, just moved, tackling her hard as the missile hit. The blast roared, dirt and steel exploding where she'd been, and we rolled, my pipe slipping as I shielded her, shrapnel slicing my arm.</p>

<p>"Yanyan!" I yelled, voice raw over the ringing in my ears. She coughed, sprawled under me, blood streaking her face from that temple gash, but alive—pissed and alive, her machete still clutched tight.</p>

Chapter 189