Death didn't end her story. It cursed her to repeat it. Miriam Whitmore is reborn with all her memories intact-the guilt, the love, the ruin. She already destroyed him once. She cannot allow herself to do it again. But how do you stay away from the only soul your heart recognizes? An angsty romance tangled with past-life karma and present pain. HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in Bittersweet #1 in Character-driven #1 in Friends to Lovers #1 in Lyrical #1 in Literaryfiction

I used to save lives. Now, apparently, I ruin them. In the 21st century, I was Dr. Viera Kalin - a top-tier surgeon known for her precision, caffeine addiction, and complete inability to maintain a social life. My only escape from endless night shifts? Reading "The Saint's Blessing" - a fantasy manga about a kind-hearted heroine, her divine healing powers, and her cold but loyal war hero fiancé. Then one night, I fell asleep mid-chapter... and woke up inside the story. As Lady Viera Kallistrate - the villainess. The jealous noblewoman doomed to lose her title, her love, and her head for obsessing over the male lead, General Ronan Valeis. Well, not this time. I might have her name and her face, but I'm rewriting her fate. Step 1: Cancel the engagement before the plot begins. Step 2: Keep my divine healing powers very secret. Step 3: Avoid the dangerously attractive general like he's a medical hazard. Simple, right? Except Ronan's returned early from war - bloodstained, breathtaking, and very confused by my sudden change of heart. Instead of relief, his reaction is... curiosity. Now he's following me around like a lovesick knight, showing up to my clinic with "injuries" that definitely don't require treatment, and saying things like- "If you truly wish to end this engagement, my lady... why does it hurt to let you go?" I was supposed to survive quietly. But when the villainess refuses to play her part... the story itself might just fall in love with her.

I've been reincarnated into the very web novel I used to mock endlessly with my friends-and even in the comment sections. Who could blame me? It was the epitome of clichés: a forced marriage, endless misunderstandings between husband and wife, suffocating angst, the heroine's dramatic escape, and the inescapable regret of the so-called male lead. Predictable, frustrating, and utterly tiresome. Yet here I am, inhabiting the role of that very heroine in 'Husband Is Regretting.' My first priority? Divorce the walking red flag I've been shackled to. But for some reason, the more I ignore him, the more fixated he becomes. And if that wasn't confusing enough, a side character who was supposed to appear only once suddenly approaches me with a bold question: "Shall I be your secret lover?" What on earth is going on in this story? Owner of the cover X\@irt_5433

Being a second wife is rather like learning to perfect a set of aerial maneuvers. There are seriously complicated stunts involved: trapezing around the first wife, learning when to appear and disappear at exactly the right moments, tolerating your mother in law, enduring the concubines, and getting the husband in your bed. No one expects to be a second wife. No one does.

Arc 1 - 4 finished✅ Arc 5 📝 Hestia del Rosario is a powerful noblewoman born from proud house of the Rosario Marchiony. She is known for tormenting her own daughter for the simple reason of... not being born a boy. In the original story, she died a brutal death at the hands of her husband: the Duke himself. Her daughter? Left to rot in the woods... until the female lead finds her and raises her as her own. I was just your ordinary about to be transmigrated girl before I died. But then i suddenly woke up and became the abusive, spoiled, and "evil mother" who died in chapter three! Getting poisoned by my husband? No way! Letting my daughter be taken away by a kind-hearted commoner? Well it can't be helped! She is the Female Lead, who can resist such charm?! But dying again? Absolutely not! "Your grace please don't hurt me" "Your grace I'm sorry, I won't do it again!" "Mommy...?" "Mom, where are you going?" "Mom, please don't leave me here with Dad. I want to go with you!" If I want to survive in this story, I have to rewrite the role I've been given before the main plot catches up to me. All I need to do is not abuse my daughter, do not blackmail the Duke because of my family's fame and connections, not be evil, and maybe, just maybe, I'll avoid my death. ...Hopefully. "Who says that we're getting divorced?" "We don't even love each other! I want to get married to a man that I love!" "Then love me, can't you do that?" First the child doesn't need the Female Lead, now my husband is clinging onto me? Date started: August 3, 2025 Date Finished: ? 🏆 Rank 12 at Fantasy-Romance

Seraphina Ravelle, being the stepdaughter of Marquess Edric, always received luxury. Her mother, Isadora Ravelle, the second wife of the Marquess, abused her power and bullied her elder sister, the Marquess's first wife's daughter, Liora Ravelle. Although she loved her sister, she couldn't express it. In a desperate attempt to give her elder sister a good life, she faked a letter in her name and sent a marriage proposal to Grand Duke Izek Viremont-but to her surprise, he sent a marriage proposal to her?? How is that possible?

"Reincarnated as the abandoned princess, Saena was hidden away her whole life after being labeled a 'monster' by the king, her own father. Determined to change her fate, she tracks down her infamous uncle, Grand Duke Magnus Raventhorn-the empire's most feared villain-and makes him an offer he can't refuse: accept her as his daughter, and she'll help him conquer the empire. But what she didn't expect was that her new villainous uncle and her four overprotective, dangerously powerful demon brothers would become strangely obsessed with her! Between bonding with this eccentric family of villains and trying to dodge their over-the-top affection, her new life is shaping up to be a hilarious and chaotic adventure. Can she handle being at the center of their twisted version of love while still pulling off her grand plan for power?"

"I only wanted to watch the story unfold... not become part of it." One morning, I awoke not as myself, but as a minor side character in my favorite novel-the quiet daughter of a Count destined to fade into the background. My plan was simple: stay out of trouble and enjoy the view as the heroine and her destined lover blossomed before my eyes. But fate had other ideas. The cold, dangerous Crown Prince-the very villain fated to bring chaos-set his sights on me. Now, instead of peacefully watching the love story I once adored, I find myself trapped in a dangerous game of obsession, desire, and a future that was never written in the book.

Emperor Warrick Oswald is the most desirable man in the whole kingdom with his platinum hair and ice-blue eyes that can sand shiver to the most harder man. His personalty is cold but he love his empire and his subject. Ariella Rosewood is a maid in the palace she was 21 year old and working in the palace for almost three year now. Like other she also, only saw the him for distance and never thought that one day she will caught the king attention and since that day her life will change completely. ______________________ "You can be such a flirt sometimes, my king," I said, averting my gaze and focusing on the delicate dance of steam rising from my own cup of tea. The words slipped out before I could think. He chuckled, and I felt a warmth spread through me that had nothing to do with the warm beverage in my hands. "And what makes you say that, my dear?" His tone was light, but the intensity of his gaze belied the depth of his feelings. I looked back at him, my cheeks still flushed. "You know what I mean," I said with a small smile, trying to keep my voice light. "The way you look at me sometimes, the things you say... It's like you're playing with fire." "You know," Warrick said, a hint of amusement in his voice as he took a bite of the egg, "no one else would dare to call me flirt without fearing for their head." To anyone else, the king's words might have sounded like a veiled threat, a reminder of his absolute power and the fate that could befall them for such impertinence. But I can hear the playful lilt in his tone. He was teasing me. "Should I be fear to lose mine then?" I teased back. Warrick's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He reached out to gently trace my jaw with his thumb, sending shiver down my spine. "You, my dear," he said, his voice a gentle rumble, "are the most precious thing in my empire." His eyes searched mine, the intensity of his gaze leaving no room for doubt. "I would rather lose my crown than risk losing you."

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