𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬!! ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ ➥ 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉: I got reincarnated into a novel as the stupid villainess that every reader hated to the core. Basically, the most unloved character, even by the author. Santina Rubelia del León gets killed by her yandere fiancé who is also the male lead. Hahhh... It could be worse, right? WRONG! Why does it have to be a BL novel, for god's sake? The trashy male lead falls in love with the crown prince of another nation and causes the biggest war history has ever seen. "Santina, I want you to be my Empress." WAIT, WHAT? Why now? Does he want to use me to his advantage? Yeah, that's probably it! But then...? "I'll start a war." E-eh? What is this? "I'll kill him and destroy his entire kingdom. In fact, I'll erase it from the map, so... look at me... I beg you." Is he completely ignoring the crown prince? But why and for what reason, all of a sudden? Let me go, you crazy punk! I'M THE VILLAINESS! "...." He broke my other leg as well. When they say Angels have wings they mean they have legs. For humans legs are like wings. They take you places. This devil had broken my wings. ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ 𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀!! ➥ mature themes and language ➥ status: finished! ♔ ───────── ♔ 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑻 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 (so far): ♔ ───────── ♔ #1 in maleyandere #1 aristocracy #1 crazy #1 reincarnated #1 noble #2 pastife #7 obsession #7 yandere #14 reincarnation

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

Just one touch wouldn't hurt, right? Those were Olive's last thoughts before she mindlessly touched a time machine, which then transported her back to prehistoric times. Scared and alone, she didn't even notice the giant caveman coming up behind her, ready to make her his in every way a Mate should.

Isabella an intelligent, kind and introverted woman at the age of 25 finds herself abducted by aliens and then left on another primitive planet. There she meets Aerthysia Tribe. In her quest to fit in with the tribe and create a new life for herself by using all the modern knowledge she has and also knowledge from her studies to make life easier for herself on the planet, but also somehow manages to influence the tribe?. In the midst of all the conflict and change Isabella manages to intrigue one cold alien man's heart. The tribe leader, the Korvaxar, Vex. .... you can find quicker updates on Lutionary.

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

Her simple life was being abandoned by her parents and tossed away by the one she loves for a single person whom she thought was like her sister, but was falsely betrayed. She lay all alone in the darkroom with no one to love her until she took her last breath... However, she was given another chance to start over, should she seek revenge or let it go? Will the rage in her heart slowly dissipate?

A Rebirth Love Story. Setting- 1870s Ancient India (when Britishers ruled upon India) Inaaya Sharma a 21 years old fresher who passion is only two things first, becoming a Archeologist and second, traveling off to new places all over the world. Whether it'd be an old temple or even an abondoned mansion. Fresh out of college she wanted to wander to new places and that's when she came across an abondoned mansion in Udaipur where Britishers used to live when India was under them. She wanted to explore that place for her fun but what she didn't know is that her destiny is completely going to change in that mansion and someone is waiting for her in other dimension or should I say from her past life. "Whose mansion is this, so big but so beautiful. I wish I could live in this kind of palace." God listened to her and her destiny changed. She found herself in the year 1870 when Britishers were the rulers. When she was trying to understand what was happening with her, she found herself in another dangerous situation because now a very cruel and ruthless Colonel Head Officer claimed to love her and wanted to marry her. ************************************** 🌸 "Henry Machester" 🔥 "yes, my love" 🌸 "wait, what? my love?" 🔥 "Yes, my love, my darling, my wife, my Inaaya Henry Machester." 🌸 "wait a second, when did I became your wife?" 🔥 "the moment my eyes fell on you, you were mine.So don't you even think of leaving your husband.Your husband is a very possessive man, he doesn't want his wife to look at any other man.So don't talk to any man other than me or I will give him slow but painful death in front of you and you don't want that, right?" 🌸 (inner thought) "god where have you sent me, why are you giving this punishment to me. Now how do I go back to my time and get rid of this delulu man." 🌸 "But we are not even married? How are you my husband?" 🔥 "We will, my love."

In my first life, I Josephine de Franzaie, fell in love with the Crown Prince Edgar who was also My fiancé, but the feeling wasn't mutual. He loved some one else. I went Mad on Jealousy and harmed his beloved. I bullied her and nearly killed her. This caused Him to execute me when he became king. Before I died my last words was, 'I wish I didn't fall for y-'. and I died In my Second life I was reincarnated as Sarah Forn in the Modern world, I was the of two loving parents who were poor. I worked hard and became a world class politician as well as the Leader of a Mafia Group.But I died by the hands of another right when I retired when I was 28. In My third life, I reincarnated as Josephine de Franzaiem again. I regained my memories of my last two lives, I'm the villain of a romance novel I read in My second life. I don't want to die again. This time I won't fall in love, I'll be good to my family, and stay away from everyone related to the main story of the novel. Come on!

about a girl who hates love trying her best to live in BL novel What will she do when the love that she has been running away from is waiting for her? (Note: I wrote this story years ago so grammer errors and plot holes can be seen everywhere lol. Personally I wouldn't recommend you to read this book but this can cure your boredom if you have nothing to read. Up to you!)