Beginning with the Ubume Bird - Chapter 8 - : Clues!

I'm captured? Fine, I can't help it since I can't move.Experimented on? At least give me some anaesthetic.I'm freed? Let me get some revenge.Want to plead for your life? Sorry, this miss here holds a grudge.I destroyed the lab so now let me explore this world freely.I somehow joined Mr Hero's party. Fine, he seems fun."Aiya, how cruel. For the honour of being a hero you'd kill this missy huh?" She smiled whilst bleeding out."Che, you still have the mind to joke right now?" He said with a glare."What is life if not to enjoy every moment? Since I'm going to die and I can't avenge myself, I hope someone else does.""No one will. You were the only one who was more powerful than I with your Nanomancy. Now with you out of th-""Hush child. I'm trying to die in peace here.""But I'm ol-!""Ap! Good children don't disturb their elders.""But yo-!""Bye~" She grinned before losing strength."FUCK!"…Why am I sleeping in the snowfields?Mr Wolves are growling at me. Hungry huh?... Me too.This is my second book please have mercy on this author. Enjoy.Cover was drawn by the amazing Aoi OgataNanomancer=A mage that uses nanobotsIf you want to support me:Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/AuthorReiliDiscord Server: https://discord.gg/eFYFYcwInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorreili/

They say marriage is one of the greatest joys you’ll experience in life, but what does it say about your marriage when you can’t remember a single moment with the man you married?Veronica experiences the strangest thing one day when she wakes up in a hospital room without any memory of how she got there. She is introduced to her family who appear warm and loving at first but she soon gets a glimpse of how they want to use her for her money.Veronica is then surprised when a man enters the room and it is revealed he is not only her husband but a big hotshot businessman whose face is all over the news. She doesn’t understand how she got herself tangled up with such a man and later questions the accident which led to her losing her memories.What happens when her once perfect marriage isn’t as it was portrayed to be or when she realises family doesn’t always care about you?

Yan Yuling was born into a wealthy family and was an abandoned daughter since childhood. Her stepsister took her place as the pampered daughter of the Yan family and used her as a sacrificial lamb. She only wishes to have a boring, normal life.Unfortunately, she was destined to meet a handsome and talented businessman, who is also known as a 'cut-sleeve'. Their meeting is as cliche as a dog-blood drama, signaling the intertwining of their destinies. But, under the gentleman's facade, he is someone who carries dark secrets and thirsts for revenge.As they get to know each other better, they discover each other's hidden stories that could destroy their fragile relationship and kill their budding love.Faced with so many secrets, can they truly find love from each other?

She gave up her dream of shining on the ballerina stage —for him.She sacrificed her self-respect —for him.She forgot her true identity —for him.But even after all that, she couldn’t compare to the woman who held Ryan’s heart.Arwen Quinn, heiress of prestigious Quinn family, realized too late that no matter what she did, she would never win Ryan’s love. The future that awaited her was a life trapped in endless misery of a loveless marriage.So, decisively, she ends their relationship and walks away. What she didn’t expect was that in breaking free from Ryan, she had opened the door for Aiden to enter her life — a chance that he had been waiting for.Aiden Winslow, an enigmatic CEO isn’t just mysterious —he is determined, and won’t allow to take Arwen away from him again.____Excerpt:Aiden narrowed his eyes, “Are you sure about this?”“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked,” Arwen replied coolly. “Stop dawdling. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find someone else who can get the marriage certificates today.”His expression darkened as he pulled her close. “Once offered to me, it’s mine alone.”Unfazed, Arwen asked, “So, do you accept? If yes, we’ll get the certificates now.”“On one condition,” he said. “I don’t do contract marriages. The woman I marry will be the woman I share my bed with. If you agree, then we’ll—”“Not a problem. Let’s go,” Arwen said without letting him finish, pulling him into the Civil Marriage Bureau.