"I remember dying." Not dramatically. Not beautifully. Just... gone. And when I opened my eyes again- I was inside a novel. Beloved Saintess. A story I once read to pass time. A story where- > The villainess always loses. That villainess? Me. Ophelia Regalia de Verdie. Daughter of the Verdie family, blessed with nature. A noble lady with orange hair and green eyes- a face identical to my mother- > The woman history called a villainess. Funny, isn't it? They never needed proof. Just resemblance. And then there's her. Elena. My twin. Fragile. Pure. Worshipped. > The Saintess. Everything I had- She took. Or maybe... Everything she wanted, the world simply handed to her. My friend. My title. My fiancé. Even the temple that once called my name now kneels to hers. So I left. Because in this story- > Staying means destruction. But when I returned at nineteen... Nothing had changed. No- It got worse. Elena now stands beside the Crown Prince. Smiling. Radiant. While I? Still the villainess. Still the extra piece in someone else's ending. So I thought- > Fine. If I'm destined to fall... Then I'll choose how. And I chose him. The man the entire empire laughs at. Grand Prince Kaelon Zohar de Calder. A drunk. A disgrace. A man unfit for the throne. > "Trash." "I'll marry him." Because I knew the story. Because I knew the truth. Hidden in his shadow- A man with golden eyes. The eyes of a king. The real male lead. The one Elena is destined to marry. So my plan was simple: ✨ Stay away from the main plot. ✨ Steal the hidden king. ✨ Survive. But- There's one problem. ...my "trash" husband doesn't act like trash. He watches. He listens. And sometimes- > He looks at me like he knows more than me "I chose him to escape my fate." "So why... does it feel like I walked straight into it?"

Frida died on the battlefield with no family to mourn her-only a comrade she saved, and a quiet hope that she might see the man she loved but never confessed to. He too had perished in war. A soldier. An orphan. A soul full of quiet regrets. Her only comfort in life? The stories she devoured in secret-especially the ones about loved daughters finally finding a place to belong. But fate had something stranger in store. When she wakes again, it's not her body she returns to-but that of Nej, the veiled, forgotten princess from the last novel she read. Scarred, unloved, and pushed aside-a tragic villainess who had once moved Frida's heart. Now, somehow, Frida is inside her. But it's not just reincarnation. It's inheritance. Nej, it seems, had turned back time-returning to the moment she was scarred by her mother's blade. Too broken to face her past again, she summoned the one soul who had mourned her in silence: Frida. A girl who shared her pain. A girl who also bore a scar from her first battle. A girl who would take her place. Now, with both their memories tangled inside her, Frida-as-Nej carries more than just a royal name. She carries two lifetimes of sorrow, and a vow to break the cycle: She will fulfill Nej's unspoken regrets. She will reclaim her own life. And she will shatter the gilded cage of royalty-sword in hand. Because this time, she's not living for duty or death. She's living for freedom.

After transmigrating into a historical novel, Wen Mian expected at least a decent role. Instead, she became a low-ranking palace maid. Other maids read their masters' expressions and survive through clever schemes. Wen Mian, however, only stares back blankly. [Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything.] Fine. If she couldn't play palace politics, she would simply endure her years of service and leave the palace at twenty-five. That was the plan. Until the emperor suddenly chose her to be his personal maid. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. On her very first day, Wen Mian had already begun composing the epitaph on her future grave. *** Emperor Zhaoyan has a secret. Since ascending the throne, he has been able to hear the thoughts of everyone around him. Ministers plotting rebellion. Consorts smiling while hiding daggers. Endless schemes echo through his mind every day, making the Forbidden City colder than ever. During a harem interrogation, he prepares to expose the guilty- Until a different voice suddenly appears in his mind. [Why are you still looking at me? Never mind... I'm hungry.] [I want red bean milk rolls... roast duck... roast goose...] Emperor Zhaoyan: ... In the cold palace, this one girl's chaotic thoughts become the only warmth he hears. And this time, he refuses to let her go. *** (Mini Theater) Wen Mian expressionlessly pulls her hand out from beneath the apricot-yellow silk quilt. Her hand is... wet. Emperor Zhaoyan's voice turns hoarse. "Since things have come this far, you belong to me now. You cannot leave the palace. My beloved, stay here with me. I will never mistreat you." Wen Mian glares at him. "Your Majesty... are you trying to steal someone's future wife?"

"𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚎. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎." ✵✵✵ Gina was living a normal, if not particularly great life. That is until the night she finished reading the webtoon "Celestia's Fall into the Duke's Trap." As she is about to get back into her normal routine some turn of events leads her to die. Or so she thought. When she opens her eyes, Gina finds herself inside the very world of the comic she just completed reincarnated as a side character, the personal maid of the beautiful heroine, Celestia. At first, she's relieved. She's not the lead. She's not the villain. And most importantly, she's far from the evil Duke's obsession... But fate has other plans. And this time, the villain's eyes aren't on Celestia, they're on her.

Chapter 00: "The Awakening" The rain poured relentlessly down on the gray streets. Maria Davis, twenty-five years old, hurried along under her broken umbrella. Her hair was a mess, her simple work clothes were wet and torn, and her eyes burned with exhaustion. It was always the same: go, work, live for others. Her family barely even looked at her unless it was to sacrifice her for her sister. She had studied and worked for years so her sister wouldn't have to struggle. But tonight... everything changed. Suddenly, the blinding light of a car's headlights hit her eyes. SCREECH! BANG! Her body went numb. In the darkness, she thought it was over. But a strange voice, like the whisper of the wind, echoed in her ear: "Do you want to live?" Her heart beat faster. She didn't want to give up like this. With all her might, she screamed: "Yes! Let me live! I promise this time, I'll be for myself!" A white light engulfed everything. When she opened her eyes, she was no longer Maria. In the mirror, the face of Elina Blackwood-the villain from a story she had just read-stared back at her: shining silver hair, a luxurious, ornate dress, and eyes filled with pride. The opulent room spun around her. She screamed in horror: "What is going on here?!!!" And silence... only silence. Her new life, in the body of a villain, had begun.

A modern-day ethnobotanist named Ayaka is transported to the beastman world of "Gorath," where she must survive among clans of powerful animal-hybrids while uncovering ancient secrets tied to her origin. Like Beauty and the Beasts, she becomes a highly sought-after female, but she's less passive-using her smarts, empathy, and scientific knowledge to earn trust and navigate a society on the brink of war.

She had one rule. No second wife She married the villain to avoid the male lead and the fate of her original life. But who knew even the villain wouldn't be safe from the charm of the heroine? For survival this villain must not fall for another women. But is it possible, when the villain always ends up with the heroine. --------- "No second wife. Promise?" "Not this again" -------- "If you ever did that again. I swear I will kill you myself and burn this whole world down. Do you understand?" "How do you burn the whole world?" Cover art by aideeeortega on X

The cursed king is a shameless husband. In the land where the human race lived side by side with other races like the elves, witches, and those immortal beings often calling themselves gods, lived a formidable king, Loriel Ashborn. Feared by many, his power expanded throughout the whole continent of Atlantea. One fatal mistake caused him to lose the woman he loved as she was sent to the future by the evil Time Master before he died. The only way to see her again is for him to take the curse of immortality, and so he did. Now, after 15 centuries, Loriel finally found her again. But she didn't remember him? Well, who cares! This time, the shameless husband would never let her go ever again. To make her remember him, he even faked a terminal illness with his 'dying wish' was to experience how it was like to be married. And when he *cough cough* 'miraculously' made a full recovery, he said, "Wifey, you saved my life! Now, I owe you forever. I will repay with my body." *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: In their previous life, the king felt that he was not a good husband to his wife, so this time around, he would make up to her and be the best husband she could ever hope for. You will witness a total simp, a devoted doting husband who would pamper his wife to no end and give the whole world to her. This story will have a lot of snusnu/lemon/smut and it's not advised to read if you are prudish or underage. Also, there will be magic. A lot of magic because the male lead is a 'god' and the female lead is a 'witch'.

Merrie Claire de Rosalind was hated by everyone ever since she was born: the servants, her parents, her brother, and the kingdom. One fateful night, she was said to be behind the assassination attempt of the most loved girl in the kingdom. Just like that, she was killed on the spot. It was not her, it was later revealed in the novel but, no one cares. That's the sad end of the girl from the novel, "Abelline's Knight." But due to an unreasonable circumstances, a girl that happens to be a reader of the book reincarnated in the body of Merrie Claire de Rosalind. Though she manage to still died in the end. Why? Because of the amazing level of ignorance and stupidity. Maybe because it was so pathetic that she's granted with another chance to live, she is determine to stay alive in this life. Though, why is it that an easy mission of not-attending-a-party-to-not-get-framed, take a shitty turn to worst and make a mission impossible? (A/N: This story was edited. And I do not own the picture, only the front. Also, not my native language, expect grammer mistake:))