虐文 Novels

In the entertainment industry, there are two women with similar names: Qu Xizhi and Gu Xizhi. Since they debuted around the same time and are close in age, they are often compared. Rumors say their relationship is as bad as it gets...

Xiao Ze lived scientifically for over twenty years, never expecting a fortune-telling cousin to drop into his life out of nowhere. This little charlatan was blind and silly, boasting skills in divination, face-reading, word analysis, and astrology—constantly eating his food, drinking his drinks, and even shamelessly ogling his muscles and adult films with those blind eyes. But the cousin was fake, the blindness was fake—yet Lin Yu was a real deal mystic. He could divine anything...except Xiao Ze’s fate.

Xiao Tong said, "I can't leave Yu Qinghan. No one else wants me—only Yu Qinghan does." But later, even Yu Qinghan abandoned her. No one wanted her anymore. Yu Qinghan said, "I have mysophobia." Only then did Xiao Tong realize that, in Yu Qinghan's heart, she was filthy.

The virus has attacked the entire Earth—it's an apocalypse. Wu Zhi realizes that, damn, he's actually living a pretty carefree and comfortable life. Wu Zhi says, Ye Qingling, damn it, are you trying to keep me captive for a lifetime? ...Mhm. ...You're terrifying.

When I was alive, he never once turned to look at me. His tenderness, his kisses—none belonged to me. I was merely a substitute for his drunkenness. Now that I'm dead, Qin Chu, are you satisfied? —————————————————————— ※ Dual-ending main story, BE and HE seamlessly connected. Those who want HE can stop after it, while those who want BE can read to the very end =w= ※ The inspiration for the plot where the protagonist returns as a spirit after death comes from Chengzi Yu's "Like Love But Not," used with permission. Details and plot development differ. Many thanks to Chengzi Yu for her trust and assistance!! Thanks to the editor too! Also, *fangirl moment* Additional note: This story does not advocate suicide. Though it begins with the protagonist's suicide, readers who finish it will understand the message. Even with depression, we must fight strongly against it and overcome it!

At first, Yu Jiamu just wanted to know what was so charming about the man who made his father abandon his family… ◎ Cunning, icy, tall, handsome, and poor (jerk) top × gentle, naive, rich, and beautiful bottom. The top is a penniless STEM student who knows nothing about art; the bottom is a successful young artist and an old-fashioned, cultured homebody. ◎ 19-year age gap (younger top). The top is the son of the bottom’s first love. The bottom is NOT a homewrecker—NOT, NOT, NOT. ◎ Starts with bottom angst, later top angst. 1V1, HE, melodrama. Extreme top/bottom fans, steer clear.

At the age of twenty-two, Lan Youjia suddenly realizes that there are so many people in the world who love him, some even longing for his forgiveness and begging for his attention. —It turns out that his once aloof lover loves him, his scheming new flame loves him, even the unattainable crush from his youth loves him. Yet, unfortunately, just before this revelation, he was diagnosed with a terminal illness. scenario.

He Liyang and Chen Keqing are getting a divorce. There was no third party involved, nor did they fight. It's just that he had idolized Chen Keqing for too many years and finally grew exhausted, realizing what it meant to bring humiliation upon himself. So he calmly proposed divorce to Chen Keqing, and Chen Keqing calmly agreed. A peaceful parting was for the best. But just one day before signing the divorce papers, He Liyang discovered that his soon-to-be ex-husband had miraculously turned into an eight-year-old child... He Liyang: =皿= WTF!!!

Lu Zhengfei killed Chen Qianqing.He disabled Chen Qianqing’s legs, and blinded his eyes, locking him up with chains in his house. Then, he watched with his eyes wide as he died.Injuries inflicted in the name of love would always end in tragedy.Did Lu Zhengfei regret it? Of course, he did. And so, God gave him another chance.But this time, he found that he himself—became Chen Qianqing.

Lu Zhengfei killed Chen Qianqing.He disabled Chen Qianqing’s legs, and blinded his eyes, locking him up with chains in his house. Then, he watched with his eyes wide as he died.Injuries inflicted in the name of love would always end in tragedy.Did Lu Zhengfei regret it? Of course, he did. And so, God gave him another chance.But this time, he found that he himself—became Chen Qianqing.

Born with a silver spoon, Ruan Yihan played a terrible hand. At twenty-five, she took over Yiyang Entertainment but failed to expand the business, instead falling into the trap of a femme fatale. She drowned in sensual pleasures and, because of Qin Haiyao—a woman who was secretly the illegitimate daughter of Nanyang Entertainment’s CEO—plummeted from grace. Unbeknownst to her, Qin Haiyao had been using, manipulating, and scheming against the Ruan family all along, driving Ruan Yihan to ruin and her family to destruction. At thirty, the moment Qin Haiyao kissed Ruan Yihan and tearfully whispered “I love you,” Ruan Yihan finally understood everything. Heartbroken and desolate, she fell to her death from a cliff—a tragic end. If given another chance, would Ruan Yihan make the same mistakes? Yet, against all odds, Ruan Yihan was reborn—returning to the age of twenty-five, the pinnacle of her life. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she smirked coldly: blood debts must be repaid in blood. She would never let Qin Haiyao off the hook. Their reunion took place at the same party where they first met. Ruan Yihan pinned Qin Haiyao against the wall, glaring at her with fury, only to glimpse the glimmer of tears in her eyes under the dazzling lights. Now, facing the woman she once loved most—and who hurt her the deepest—Ruan Yihan stood unwavering. She clipped Qin Haiyao’s wings, caging her like a golden canary, forcing her to watch as Ruan Yihan repaid every cruelty Qin Haiyao had inflicted upon her tenfold. —How deep can love run? How much deeper the hatred? Her enchanting gaze lures you in; Her reckless charm drives you mad; Her bewitching allure captivates your heart; She climbs into your warm bed; She tangles with you through the night; She stabs a knife into your chest; She tenderly licks your wounds; And when she lifts her eyes, they remain as entrancing as ever.

In the year 891 of the Great Light Era, a new Demon King was born in the depths of the abyss. The evil race, sealed away for over two hundred years, emerged once more. Humanity, unable to resist, suffered defeat after defeat. As the demon army advanced to the royal capital, the Holy Sovereign of mankind fought the Demon King alone for three days and nights. Yet, the blessing of the God of Light never came, and in the end, the Holy Sovereign fell exhausted. Despairing people cursed and scorned him, insisting his faith must have been tainted. Some even questioned the faith itself, allowing raging flames to consume the Brett Temple. Three days later, the demon army mysteriously withdrew. Vanishing along with them was the Holy Sovereign. Filled with regret, the people searched everywhere, but no one knew where the gentle young monarch had gone. Until spring winds melted the snow upon the temple ruins, and autumn winds buried the withered herbs. ... It was said that year, as a condition for the retreat, the Demon King took a human with him—as his trophy and slave. The slave had violet eyes, and his smile always carried a trace of sorrow, uncannily resembling the Holy Sovereign who once dwelled in the temple. . One afternoon, long after, flowers bloomed in the depths of the Gathos Abyss. The slave had planted them himself. At the time, the Demon King had mocked him mercilessly, for the abyss had never borne mortal flowers. Yet, against all odds, they bloomed. Pleased, the Demon King reflected on the past. Once, he had vented his hatred upon the slave, but now, time had softened their bond—so much so that they could lean against each other and admire the blossoms. The Demon King decided he could afford a little more kindness going forward. Perhaps, on a good day, even free the slave—and crown him the Demon King's consort. Lan Miao rested quietly against the Demon King’s shoulder, his eyes bright with clarity. Seven years had passed since he stepped into this dark abyss, like a long, surreal dream. Now, he knew full well his life was fading, his end near. But today, he was blessed to witness flowers blooming like brocade in the abyss. He thought, he could close his eyes in peace. —*"I came to the abyss to plant a flower for you—to atone for my sins."*

In his past life, Shi Shan schemed endlessly yet failed to win love. After driving Wen Yang to his death, he descended into madness. Reborn, Shi Shan has a simple wish: to make Wen Yang the ultimate winner in life. This time, he lives only to atone. Diligently, he helps Wen Yang pursue love, crush his abusive father, and reach career heights. But when Wen Yang corners him against the wall again, Shi Shan wonders—was he too overzealous? Nurtured with care, cultivated with heart. Only in the right environment can the seeds of love bloom... To his past self, Shi Shan whispers: "Love fiercely, accept gains with calm, let go of losses with grace—never hate."

We returned to the place where we first met—the same table, the same two cups of coffee, even the waiter serving us remained unchanged. I reached out to gently trace the wedding ring on her finger. It felt like a dream, and I was relieved I didn’t have to wake from it. Having her is the greatest success of my life. I’ve walked the brink of death and lingered by the bridge of forgetfulness, but each time, I couldn’t bear to leave. I feared that if I were gone, no one else would ever unlock the door to her heart again. She’s still sharp and cutting; I’m still devoted and infatuated. Good—that’s enough. Everything began in absurdity and settled into calm. Hateful, pitiable figures have all scattered like birds and beasts into the past. Only we remained—neither of us ever left. This is our human comedy.

Eight years later, Jiang Ming saw Liang Rui again and finally learned that he was still alive. Liang Rui seemed to be living well—even with a child now, a happy family of three thriving harmoniously. Jiang Ming only felt his chest tighten unbearably, suffocating him. So, throughout these eight years, he was the only one who had suffered. Ha... How could he ever accept this? #Alternate titles: The Blackened ML’s Long Road to Winning His Wife Back# / #What If My Wife Keeps Doubting My Love? Need Help ASAP# Reading Guide: Main ingredients: Dogblood angst, sour-spicy flavor. 1V1, younger gong, mpreg, power couple, HE.

Three years ago, Xu Huai gambled her life for the chance to leave Lin Shuyi. Three years later, by sheer accident, they meet again. Xu Huai had imagined countless scenarios of reuniting with Lin Shuyi. The one thing she never foresaw— She fell into that woman's hands once more.

[Main CP Synopsis] [Protagonist Bottom] [First hurts Bottom, then hurts Top] Shen Mo thought no one would come looking for him. After all, he was already disgraced and nearing the end of his life. Spending his final days alone and dying quietly at home seemed like the best outcome for everyone. Just as he waited for death, Lu Chengyu appeared by his side once more... —————————————————— [Side CP Extras Synopsis] [Protagonist Top] [Rebirth Loyal Dog Top X Soft Shy Bottom] [Sweet] Zhao Feng died by shooting himself. He never imagined that after completing his mission and returning, Lu An and their child would already be reduced to ashes. Yet heaven gave him a second chance— This life, he would cherish him in his arms.

[Captain] Boss Jiang: If I can't sleep with Chu Tianqin, I won't take the surname Jiang. [Forward] Film Emperor Yan Huai: I just hope not to be killed. [Defender] Soul Singer Tu Siji: In a relationship lull, interested parties please chat privately. [Gofer] New generation aspiring actor Tang Lou Lou: As a straight man, I feel great pressure, I want to go home and marry a wife QAQ

Tenderness in the midst of conspiracy, a stirring encounter by the Luo River that plucks the heartstrings. Possession in chaos, is it salvation or an inescapable descent? Love between women, a city-toppling romance between an enemy and a princess.

A dormant contact in the WeChat list turns out to be the new boss!