Aurora opens her eyes only to feel the agonising pain in her body. That is to be expected when there has been an accident. It's excruciatingly painful. Aurora groans in pain and pulls off the blanket, taking in her surroundings. It is more appropriate for a hospital interior design to look to the mediaeval era. Not shabby, but more on the extravagant side. The nurses' attire, on the other hand, appears odd. Someone said out of nowhere, "Her Grace, please wake up! Call the doctor right away!" Aurora approaches the mirror and looks at the woman with deep red eyes in it. The woman had blonde hair that, while a little messy, flowed perfectly over her shoulder. Her fair complexion lends her an ethereal appearance. Not to mention that her outfits make her look like a noblewoman from a historical series. She pinches herself, only to realise that the blonde woman staring at her is herself. A thought struck her mind, as she utters her first statement in this world, "Fuck me". Medea has finished her work, but she is still unsure how to fix all of the messes. She hasn't been herself in a long time, and it's bothering her. The throne seems so far away, and the weight of the burden grows heavier with each passing day. A letter from the Imperial Palace has arrived, instructing the Duchess to look after the House of Smith's Duchess of Light, Natalie Wilson Smith. As an evil scheme was about to unfold, she smiled wickedly. 'This is my new card.' p/s: I can't find the original owner of the photo of the cover, if you know or you are the owner of the cover. Please let me know, so I could credit your arts. With love 🥰

Amazing cover made by: Geksxx Talia grew up without trusting anyone but herself to live. With no father figure to look up to and a clinically depressed mother who keeps on betraying her, Talia crawls her way to the top of the social chain to survive. But one drunken night, she meets her terrible end. Just like that, Talia loses all she worked hard for, or so she thought. When she wakes up, she becomes a duke's eldest daughter in a medieval era where alliances and conspiracies dictate a noble's future and where love is a luxury that will lead anyone to ruin. No matter how twisted the world she is pushed into, Talia is determined to live long. She realizes that she is given a second chance to live - or not. Reality slaps her hard when she learns that she is now inside the body of a sixteen-year-old villain character of the Netflix series that she binge-watched, "Thorny Crown"! Talia, who is now the infamous Lady Victoria, entered a popular yet twisted Netflix series two years before the plot started. And in that plot, the character of Lady Victoria is meant to die like cannon fodder for the female lead! Talia refuses to die again. And this time, she is going to extend her helping hand to another side character, the second prince of the story, Prince Cory. She decides to be the queen and defy the plot called destiny with the king of her choosing. In an era of deceit and conspiracies, will she be able to keep her head as she walks the thorny path of a villain? With her head on the line, will she be able to control her blooming feelings for the pawn that she has chosen?

Original Work The Duke's daughter has been known for her illness, that is why she never had her coming of age ceremony both in the Duchy and in the Imperial Palace. However, after being sheltered for more than twenty-years, a lot of nobility are curious about her, and a problem arises in the entire Empire. Asil Eracio Arthfael, the crazy bastard of the Imperial family finally returned to the palace after ending the 8 years straight war in the battlefield. Now that he returned in the Palace, the Emperor's favor is now his. Because he ended the war, the Emperor declared his legitimacy in the throne despite having being the son of a concubine, and made him the Crown Prince instead of the son that the Emperor had with the Empress. After bringing victory, the Emperor gave the Prince a wish. However, what the Prince wished for was unexpected... He wished to find his Consort... ©LizzannaWrites

Loréal was a geek/medicine student who lived her life to the fullest until destiny decided to hurl her into a novel world. She transmigrated into the novel she read "Preciously Yours" about an obsessive Male Lead and dense Female lead. Evidently, she got stuck in the body of Aelia Elora De Lian the Crown Prince's fiancée who he brutally executed because she harassed the Heroine. Instead of dealing with the cliché storyline of the novel she decides to live her life quietly away from the disadvantageous plot until he found her, The Villain. "How long are you going to keep me on your lap like this? People are staring." "Who cares are you not comfortable in this position? " He urges with a smirk. "Shameless " She muttered whilst rolling her grey eyes. "Only for you" He uttered then bit her underlip. He was the villain wrapped around her finger.

WARNING! R-19 Not my story, for offline purposes only Summary : No! Please don't!" He moved his hand smoothly over Vivian's arm and swiftly swept her lips against his. Charmed by her tiny defiance, he slid his hand and stopped precisely under her curvy waist. "Ah... ... !" "What's wrong? You knew it would come to this as well." Though his words were intimidating, his touch was full of warmth. As if his temporary blindness was just a lie, his hands were vigorously seeking out her weaknesses and began his ruthless attack on them one after another. Vivian was unable to stop her moans under the hands of his lascivious and stimulating touches. On the very same bed that she had first climbed up to nurse his health, now it was herself that had been laid flatly to be enjoyed by him. Even though she knew that the quiver she felt in her lower abdomen was wrong, she couldn't help but to crave for his touch even more. "We are going to marry later, anyway." He smiled sweetly as he kissed Vivian. Alas, Vivian was silently crying inside. The Grand Duke wasn't aware that despite in a dream, she was never the fiancée whom he will be married to. She was merely a stranger.