Novels by Clone Writer

Zhang Wei looked at the innumerable faces around him, stupefied. They were all tied up in groups of twos and three like them. Before he could grasp the situation, he heard someone mutter, “Damn… this little bastard was also brought here. Serves you right!” The voice was rather familiar, so he looked over and saw that it was his stepbrother, Zhang Ming. When he saw Zhang Wei looking over, he snorted, “What are you looking at!?” “Who are these bastards kidnapping everyone,” He continued swearing. “When is that arrogant little shit, Zhang Jun going to be brought here? They better bring him, too. Fuck, I’m so angry!” As he spoke, he continued to kick his legs angrily, straining the person who was tied together with him. When Zhang Wei looked over, he saw that it was the fatty, Zhang Nie who was being dragged along with him and was clearly fed up. “Second Brother… stop moving. I can’t breathe.” “Shut up!” Zhang Ming barked at him and then, continued to grumble. It was a rather comical

Just then, they heard him yell loudly from behind them, "Fuck, run!" The two glanced at the figure cloaked in black that was about to launch an attack at them and instantly made a run for it, following the route Zhang Wei took. "Fuck, who was that!?" Huang Zhen bellowed. "He doesn't seem to be chasing after us," Liang Feixing suddenly chimed in as he looked back. The figure was no longer behind them and it was like he didn't appear in the first place. They stopped running for a moment to look. But just then, they noticed that another figure cloaked in black attacked the two boys coming from the side. "They're not targeting us specifically." Liaang Feixing observed. "Then, what do they want!?" "Who knows?" Zhang Wei responded. "They're not basic level martial artists. Let's not stay to find out how strong they are." "Okay." And so, they began to run through the thickets, witnessing as several other contestants were being attacked left and right. It was rather chaotic and th

It was Huang Zhen. "Zhang Wei, are you ready to leave too? Come over and ride along with me." He waved excitedly. Zhang Wei was surprised to see him, but he nodded and approached him. Chen Lan and her kids stood there watching as Zhang Wei entered the big carriage and soon disappeared from sight. It was only after they were gone that Zhang Ming peeped from the carriage and murmured, "Mother, is that not the Huang family's peony insignia on the carriage. How did that... that little bastard knows someone from the Huang family?" Chen Lan was still surprised, but she soon composed herself. "How can that be? Even your father has to go through a friend to meet the Huang family elder. How can someone like him know anyone from there?" Zhang Ming seemed to think her words feasible and nodded. "Maybe I saw it wrongly." "Yes..okay hurry up and get going now. You have to get to the boundary before noon." In the carriage, Zhang Wei gave a small anicker seeing their reactions before resting

Once he barged in, the two people inside looked alarmed to see him. Zhang Lei coughed, seeing that he had been caught while his mother looked restless and worried."Wei'er," she called out. "Come, your father wants to talk to you."Zhang Wei eyed the man seated on the high chair while his mother sat on the floor. "We have nothing to talk about."She looked restless and tried to persuade, "Your father said it will be dangerous for you to go to that place. You don't have any cultivation. What if...""That was what he told you?" Zhang Wei scoffed, glancing at Zhang Lei. "You sure are rather leisurely spinning fear into the heart of a weak woman, 'Father.'"This time, the word 'father' was rather fluid to say albeit it was full of sarcasm."What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Lei was about to yell at him.But Zhang Wei paid him no heed and reached out to help his mother from the futon before turning to Zhang Lei. "Tomorrow is the trial day, and you can't sit still anymore, can yo

The rope lifted them, trapping them to the branch of a very tall tree. Several loud noises also accompanied their movement, and it came from a couple of iron bells that were tied together at the bottom of the snare trap.Zhang Wei looked down dumbfounded. "Well, what a new perspective this is.""What... what's going on?" Huang Zhen cried out in alarm and grabbed Zhang Wei's arm."We are trapped," Zhang Wei muttered calmly once he was over his initial speechlessness. "Your leg caught a snare trap, and we were pulled upside down by it.""Oh. How do we get down from here?" Huang Zhen asked offhandedly, trying to calm down. But when he tried to look down, he realized how tall they were hung and screamed. Zhang Wei chuckled at his reaction but tried to dig his hand into his sleeve. "I think I still have my knife here. I'll cut the rope off and jump down."But due to their posture, he was unable to reach in and could only turn to Huang Zhen, who was scared out of his wits beside him. "Hel

They all thought he was going to attack them immediately, and even Huang Zhen frowned, turning to ask them, "Do you know him?"Liang Feixing nodded and whispered, "We ripped him off before and took away his clients. He must be here for revenge.""..." Huang Zhen was speechless.Zhang Wei stepped forward and stared at Quan Che's neck. "How is your neck now?" But he recalled something and chuckled, "Why am I even asking? You wouldn't be standing here like this if you weren't fine."His words only seemed to fuel Quan Che's anger, and he gritted his teeth angrily. "Shut up! If it weren't for you...""But I gave you the antidote," Zhang Wei retorted. Quan Che was furious. Was that an antidote or a neck massage that left his neck sore for three days? Zhang Wei laughed, seeing the look on his face, and snorted, "So what are you here for? To get back at us? Can you handle the three of us alone?"Quan Che's gaze flickered as he stared at the three of them. He was to meet up with his group th

"This is the list for available artists," Ivan muttered, throwing the file in his hand on the desk casually. "Take your pick." His attitude was full of arrogance, and it was obvious he was throwing his weight around now that he was in charge of Max’s affairs. But the latter did not seem bothered by his attitude and simply picked it up, flipping the pages open to take a look. After some time, he looked up again and pointed to a name amongst the list. When Ivan looked down and saw who it was, his face instantly changed. "What? Marianne? Who put her on the list? She's my artist. Choose someone else." Max gave him a scrutinizing look and retorted simply, "She's the one I want." "What do you mean she's the one you want!?" Ivan was about to blow his top in anger. Just then, the door of his office opened, and Marianne entered right in time. She stood by the door, hesitant, and faced Ivan. "You wanted to see me." Ivan nodded, beckoning to her. "Yeah. Come over here." She looked towar

"Claire?" Max called out in surprise, and she spun around immediately when she heard his name. She looked surprised to see him standing there, but it was only for a moment before she looked at herself and the drunk man hankering about her, and a look of utter mortification crossed her face. The man who grabbed her didn't seem to care that there was a third party and continued to hanker, "Why the attitude, huh? Chris already gave his approval. You think you can last in this industry without pleasing us directors?" Claire’s lips curled in disgust, and she yanked her arm away from his grip. "So what if I can, you slimy old geezer? Do I look like some young girl you can prey on? Do I look like some naive starlet you can toy with? Take your filthy hands off me, you creep!" "You bitch-" The director looked even more furious when he heard that, and he reached out to grab her again. But Max was faster and directly pulled Claire over to his side, giving him a backhand slap. Probably, it w

Blue Lagoon Bar Max swung his car into the bar's garage, the quiet purr of the engine cutting out as he stepped out. The cool evening breeze tugged at the black-on-black outfit he wore—a tailored shirt and slim-fit trousers - simple yet unmistakably expensive. He adjusted his cuffs, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he strolled toward the bar entrance. When he entered, he found his former boss, Sam, waiting by the door for him with two assistant managers beside him. When Max entered, they all stared at him in a mix of shock and awe - Max had really hit a jackpot. He went from an ordinary bartender to a noveau riche out of nowhere. Even though he wore a simple black on black attire, it wasn't hard to tell that they couldn't have been cheap out of the market. "Eh, Max. It's really you!" One of the two managers leaned forward, blinking hard. "You've really changed." The second manager chimed in, still trying to process the sight in front of him. “Man, you’ve changed. If I didn’t

The secretarial section was empty when Max got to the top floor of the company, so he knocked on the door of the presidential office directly. “Come in,” Lawson’s voice echoed from inside. Max twisted the handle and strolled in, shutting the door behind him with a soft click. The secretary standing before Lawson paused mid-report, glancing briefly at Max, who made himself comfortable on the sleek leather sofa in the middle of the room. Lawson barely looked up, simply brushing over the secretary’s report, and it was obvious he didn’t want Max to hear what was being said. “That’ll be all. Leave it here.” The secretary nodded, placing a folder on the desk before making his quiet exit. Once the door clicked shut, Lawson turned his attention to Max, an exaggerated look of surprise washing over his features. He stood up and took a seat opposite Max, throwing his coat over the second sofa. “Well, well! If it isn’t our rising star,” he chuckled, slapping his thigh theatrically. “I sho

"I didn't expect that this new manager is quite skilled," Max heard one of the members of the legal team mumble as he approached the meeting room. "Yeah, I simply thought he was fooling around that time he followed us. Who knew he was actually scheming?" "Yeah. So much evidence. Who knows how long he has been tailing that man to have found out so much? He even dug so deep that he found things that Richard himself would have forgotten." "Better be wary of such scheming people." Max merely chuckled to himself when he heard that and strode into the meeting room. His gaze found the speaker, and he muttered, "Don't worry, I'm not a rabid dog who goes around biting other people. As long as you don't cross my path, don't be too wary of me." The man instantly gave an awkward laugh when he heard that, and the rest of the room chuckled, except Ivan, of course. "Just saying..." Max took a seat and looked toward Ivan, who sat with his legs crossed and folded his arms. He was giving Max a p

In Apex Villa, Somewhere in between the livecast, Noah had sat up again and was now watching intently. Once it eventually came to close and the Thompsons were escorted away by the police, he leaned back, folding his arms and stared at the figure in black shirt and white pants languidly striding out of the hall without a word. Meanwhile, Lauren and Jasper were still speechless at the sudden turn of events and everything that just happened. "What a dramatic turn of events!" Jasper finally broke the silence, slapping his thighs as he leaned back in his seat. “Richard was a full-on creep this whole time? He was the one behind everything, and yet he went around blaming you, Noah. Crying in front of the cameras like he was some victim. I swear, I didn’t see that coming.” Lauren’s eyes darted toward Noah, brows furrowing. "Did you know about it? That he was the culprit?" Noah sighed, shaking his head slowly. "No. Not the full story." He thought it had been a simple case of Richard