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Two days later, the man called "Father" finally hurried back, travel-worn. When he pushed open the familiar, creaking door, I didn't recognize him at first. The father in my memory was tall and quiet,...

I shut myself inside the house with the curtains drawn tight, sealing out every trace of light and sound. Grandma's presence still lingered in the rooms—the half-eaten bag of crackers on the table, he...

Pei Jin really was the type who could read people like open books. One sentence out of him and Chen Mo was nearly in tears. "If I come back with nothing to show for it, my future mother-in-law will be...

Chapter 1: The Debt and the Sale (Part 1) Emma Craven discovered that her life was over at exactly 2:37 p.m. on a rainy Tuesday, while trying to untie an impossible knot in her shoelace. The kitchen p...

Pei Jin leaned back against the wall at his ease. He hadn't said a single word the whole time, only listening quietly as the two of them talked. Partly he was letting his thoughts settle; partly he wa...

The alarm went off at 6:12 a.m. Not 6:15, as Fábio had intended, because he’d set it incorrectly the night before—too nervous to get anything right, including his own fingers. He sat up in bed and sta...

Chapter 3: The Debt and the Sale (Part 3) His voice was exactly what she had imagined the voice of someone who read five-year contracts for fun would sound like: controlled, slightly ironic, and dange...

She'd braced for a long wait before catching Qin Zheng. Instead, the moment Li Funing went to bed, the ghost delivered himself. Ling Wu went on high alert, yellow talisman clutched in her hand. What w...

For three days after that, Yin Xigui never mentioned the alley. He came home later and later each night, went straight to the study when he entered the old house, and the light burned there until late...

Yan Yu's pale eyes flew wide open in shock. He couldn't understand why Gu Huaizhi would say that. Before he could ask, the man closed in and closed a hand around his throat. “I don't need your explana...

Chapter 4: The Debt and the Sale (Part 4) Emma adjusted her posture, squared her shoulders, and took her first real step down the ground-floor corridor. The black-and-white marble beneath her sneakers...

Never had Ling Wu imagined that one day she'd get to see those storybook illustrations performed live, right before her eyes. It all started at noon, right after the two of them had finished enjoying ...

The days after going public looked calm on the surface, but the things hiding in the dark hadn't disappeared. When Sheng Linyou went out to buy things, people still stole glances at him now and then. ...

The short stories Su Die submitted to magazines all sank without a trace. But she was in no hurry to doubt herself. She planned to sharpen her craft first, then submit again—this time a full-length no...

“Lu Yu, there’s something I need to say to you.” “Miss Su—don’t forget, this is a concert venue. If you don’t mind, we could exchange contact information.” “Fine.” Su Die showed Lu Yu her WeChat QR co...

Chapter 5: The Debt and the Sale (Part 5) The corridor curved gently to the left and suddenly opened into a wider area: the entrance to the kitchen, judging by the distant scent of dried herbs and the...

Chapter 2: The Debt and the Sale (Part 2) That night, the family home was filled with a heavy silence. Her mother cried in the bathroom with the faucet running. Her brother pretended to study, but Emm...

Chapter 28: Acting on His Own The moment his teeth closed on Tang Yu’s arm, the pain in Ji Qian’ang’s body truly did ease—and he no longer had to guess whether the concern was real or feigned. Just as...

Qin Zheng glanced at the rabbit lantern, then at Shen Ci's fleeing back, and shook his head, laughing. He'd likely provoked some young miss again. Setting the lantern aside, he took up his brush and w...

Chapter 27: A Six-Inch Wound Ji Qian’ang froze for a beat, then draped Tang Yu’s arm over his shoulder, wrapped an arm around his waist, and steered him through the corridor. Once Tang Yu knew it was ...

Elara's Pov The night everything changed started like any other Tuesday in hell. I was standing in my kitchen—my father’s kitchen, really, though he’d been dead six months and the ghost of him still l...

At the sea lion pool, Charlotte pressed against the glass, watching the sea lions tumble through the water, Luna and Victor standing on either side of her. When a sea lion sent up a spray, Luna instin...

Ling Wu had meant to reform this Qin Zheng. As it turned out, the man took neither the carrot nor the stick. Looked the picture of a well-read gentleman, yet petty to the bone. No wonder he died young...

Two minutes later, he leaned against the sliding door, watching Luna come back toward him, glancing over her shoulder every few steps. “Go on back out,” she murmured, pressing her lips together. Victo...

Ever since that trench-coat silhouette outside the restaurant — so achingly like him — Shen Miaomiao had been jumpy as a cat. The way she looked at Lu Chen had changed. Before: the editor from hell. N...

Victor had barely stepped through his own front door when his mother’s call came in. He stared at the caller ID, brow knitting, and only answered after a few seconds. Mida’s voice came through. “Victo...

Once Volume Two was underway, Shen Miaomiao pushed her workaholic spirit to its absolute limit. Ever since the pitch meeting approved the new book as the company's number-one flagship project, the pre...

Day had barely broken when the black sedan Fu Jingchen sent was already blocking the gate of the side courtyard. Lawyer Chen stood by the car door in a neatly pressed gray suit, holding last night's u...

When she reached Qingchen's room, he was sitting on the couch fully robed, eyes clear—looking for all the world like he'd been awake for quite a while. Ling Wu carried in a plate piled with almond cri...

The maid finished the palace tour and took her leave, leaving the fairies to their own devices. The fairies huddled up again—some to chat, some to wander off. Ling Wu was firmly in the second camp. Sh...

At dusk, Qingchen led Ling Wu back and reached out to tear the notice from the board. A swarm of servants materialized on the spot, hoisted up a sedan chair, and bore the two of them off to the Shen r...

In Room 404 of Huaqing University. Jiang Muyao lay sprawled in her chair, staring at the freshly refreshed [Satisfaction: 99.8] on her phone's backend, on the verge of a cardiac event. "Damn it!" The ...

When the game of an advanced civilization invaded and the apocalypse broke out, the world's population was cut in half in under ten years. The land humans could inhabit kept shrinking. To preserve hum...

The café was called Grão Verso. Fábio discovered it on his second day as an intern, when he got off the subway ten minutes early and decided to walk around the block instead of heading straight to the...

“Purification does not require taking my clothes off!!” The words were barely out of Xi Yan's mouth when Jiang Chen seized his hand and pressed it flat against the sculpted planes of his abdomen. Xi Y...

Yan Yu lay back down on the bed, his right hand guided by Gu Huaizhi's to reach the wound below. Applying his own ointment under Gu Huaizhi's gaze — just imagining what this round of “bedside care” wo...

Chapter 15: The Kitchen and the Blood (Part 3) “Right. Okay. I… I can deal with this. I think. As long as you keep not eating me. Metaphorically and literally.” This time, the corner of Nicco’s mouth ...

Marina Lopes had known Alexander Monteiro for nine years. Nine years of meetings, crises, launches, late nights, terrible machine coffee, and excellent coffee from actual cafés. Nine years of watching...