After experiencing a terrible heart attack, waking up inside a novel sounds great, especially if it means you get to be with that one character you've been drooling over, even better if he's been abandoned by female lead. Sera Smith, an avid reader, she always dreamt of becoming a victim of transmigration. Where she can, without wasting a minute seduce her favourite character and have her happily-ever-after, even if it means she have to change the entire plot. Regrettably, not only did she transmigrate into her least favourite novel, even the character she possessed... forget getting hitched with the second lead, she can't even imagine herself becoming his love interest. Asher Brownn, the second lead, the only character she liked, who's only purpose was to be the stepping bridge between leading characters, then walk on the path of self-destruction. Such an unfortunate soul, of all the characters Sera could've possessed... she reincarnated as Ashlynn Brownn, fraternal twin sister of the 2nd lead. As if living as Ashlynn, enduring, heart break, unpleasantness, dejection, whilst rewriting the fates of characters who are doomed to die wasn't enough... one day she could hear... "Sera! can you hear me?" her mother crying out her name? Sera Smith, just what kind of life awaits her!!! "Reincarnated as second lead's twin sister."

Warning ⚠️ Self criticism...

A story of 17-year-old Jessica Wilson who has met someone that has changed her life. A story of 17-year-old Ruben Anderson has met someone that was once important to him. A story of the two, that never seems to finish. A fragile string that they kept fixing will be too messy to fix soon. note: The story's tags will be added after new content has been added to the story. it will develop by time to time.

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Thoughts, just random thoughts.

"Will you ever hear me in the rain?" "...?" ***** #157 in Poetry February 12, 2016 #86 in Poetry February 14, 2016

SEQUEL TO LOVING A VILLAIN There were sparks when we met, but not the kind that you would think. One look at him quite literally knocked me out. Seriously. I was unconscious. He was not some shining hero on a white horse, who swooped in and saved the day. No he put the Hero's head through a wall and laughed. Overall, he and I are a complete shit show. Complete. Shit show. He isn't nice. Or kind. Or hell, even legally decent. And he sure as hell isn't sane. Through all his shitty qualities, the villainous attitude, and even all the multiple attempts on my life. I fell for the villain of the century. My damn luck. Blue Doom. But did we get the semi-happy ending? Or at least the one you're suppose to get when you end up with the villain of the story. But no. I get the short stick. He's nothing I ever imagined, but everything I'll ever need. I already fell in love with the villain, now its time for me to save his crazy ass.

Mending scattered words into "Ornamented Verses." Collection of wandering thoughts, and unspoken emotions.

Don't mess with the devil Momma always said Don't mess with the devil or you'll end up dead Don't look at his dagger-like eyes, they'll make you bleed Don't listen to his words, he'll lead you into fulfilling evil deeds Making him mad would be your biggest regret He'll make sure you pay an extra fee with your debt He slits throats and crunches bones with emotionless eyes While smirking maliciously with those dark red lips that spill lies He'll pretend to be friendly, give your cheek a poisonous peck But once he's done with you, he won't think twice before snapping your neck