My Wives Are A Divine Hive Mind - Chapter 8: There! A Chest!

This story tells the life of two people, a noble only in name and an older wife from the army, married through a tentative agreement. In the bone-chilling cold, they spend their time hunting, gutting, and cooking by the fireplace. Their daily life passes peacefully. This is the warm love story recounting their daily lives.

The esteemed Shen Yan has been reborn, but with confused memories. She finds herself as a widely disliked female celebrity in a popular novel, where everyone blindly follows the protagonist's questionable beliefs. Even the original Shen Yan ends up in prison for the protagonist, sacrificing her life for the so-called love story.Shen Yan: ......I'm certain this is a case of foolish love-brain without a doubt.It is well known in the capital's social circle that Shen Yan lost her prestigious family status over a man.Shen Yan: ......I've never seen such a foolish person.---To secure her own livelihood, Shen Yan snatches the protagonist's popularity on a live variety show, topping the trending search list.Protagonist: ???Haters relentlessly attack Shen Yan's education.Shen Yan turns around and slaps them with her academician certificate from a research institute.Haters: ......The haters persist, targeting Shen Yan's family background.Once Shen Yan's family history is exposed, she dominates the hot search list!The protagonist couple flaunts their love, but Shen Yan, with her expressionless husband in tow, takes a stroll and effortlessly captures the top spot again.Protagonist couple: ?!!---The public is waiting for Shen Yan to be abandoned by the powerful figures of the capital.Shen Yan contemplates her husband, who begs for hugs every night—the same husband rumored to be emotionless.The rumors say Mr. Qi has neglected his young wife for 30 days.In a discreet corner, Mr. Qi complains that the busy Shen Yan has neglected him for 30 days, and only cuddles can heal him.Later on, everyone is stunned by Mr. Qi's extravagant displays of marital love, leaving them burnt on the outside yet tender inside.---PS: Not a novel transmigration, not a system story.[1V1, light-hearted, a doting romance, power couple]Soul terminal illness female lead VS expressionless misunderstood male lead

(MATURE CONTENT)Threesome arc? - Right hereA weak, adorable, and low self-esteemed MC with an awful past, a trauma breaking him down every second and controling his life, just before he meets his 'suns', and later gains confidence and starts loving himself again arc? - Right here. Yeah, you read that right.Twin brothers who radiate like the sun and are very possessive of the MC, putting his happiness above everything arc? Gosh, look no further, you're in the right place.This story is just for you, so open it and read to your heart's content.******SynopsisI was just a no-name photographer who was trying hard to make a living, but then I got tangled with 'them'.My life, as it was, had always been nothing but a nightmare, living a cursed life that wasn't fit to be called a life.I had no chances with love, connections, or anything. Nothing! And after drawing my last straw, trying to make a final effort that would maybe lead me somewhere other than dirt, I met them again.They - the twins - were my childhood friends whose lives I had ruined with my presence, and I was scared to ruin it a second time, so I tried to stay away from them but... They had other plans.'When angels dream.'That was what I called the picture. The beautiful portrait was filled with serenity as that blond Italian man gazed into the distance and was showered with the soft petals of cherry blossom.The beautiful picture I had 'stolen'. Yeah, that's the word. I stole it because I didn't ask for permission first.But this is how it unfolded.At first, I took the picture without asking because I was so mesmerized by the scenery, and completely breathtaking, but then I got caught but it wasn't by the same man.They looked alike and wore the same clothes but I could tell right away that he wasn't him.Nevertheless, I apologized.“I'm deeply sorry.” I said but then, the man whom I had stolen a picture from walked up behind me and said,“To think such a day would come.” I turned around and blinked, looking at the man in front of me and then at the one behind me.They were identical twins. And not only that ... My heart shook... They looked like the twins I had known back then.“What's the matter?” The one in front asked with a bright smile that I was so compelled to take a picture of him and I did.He blinked at my confused expression and then burst out laughing.A sweet and cheerful laugh that made me blush. he looked really handsome. They both did, with their blonde hair which shone like gold with the suns radiation and a charming smile.I found my heart racing at the mere sight of that smile and almost forgot the situation I was in.“I see you haven't changed at all.” He suddenly said, swiped my hair back and added, softly, “Hyung.”My eyes widened. These two... It couldn't be... They weren't the twins, right? The twins that I knew. They... How did this happen? I just wanted a picture, that's all.

What's it like to be wrongfully killed? Cheng Su felt she'd really hit rock bottom when she was yanked out of a building by someone who jumped. Talk about a true miscarriage of justice! But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the eighties, replacing the 'culprit'? In her last life, she was clear and alone, but in this life, she had a promising, dazzling military husband, as well as a cocky and domineering third child? Ugh, spit on that! She had died with cheats, so since the husband was hers, she'd beat anyone who dared to snatch him—pummel one, annihilate two. She'd make gourmet food to sell at a stall, start a chain of restaurants, and earn the money herself. She'd have the children, flirt with her husband, and fight off any mistresses; as long as her military husband doted on her, all was good. With this cheat-code life, she wanted to eat well, drink well, gain both fame and fortune, and together with her husband, make a home anew! “This story is purely fictional. Please do not take it seriously or imitate it. Any similarities are purely coincidental.”