I died from exhaustion in a world that never wanted me. When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer a nameless office worker... I was the beloved daughter of a duke inside a novel I once read. But here's the problem: I'm not the heroine. I'm not the villainess. I'm just the "ex-friend" side character who was supposed to fade away quietly. That was my plan too- ...until I stumbled upon a black dragon's egg. Until it hatched and called me "Mother." Until it transformed into a child and dragged me into the center of every noble's gossip, every battle, and... every man's heart. Now the male lead won't stop appearing in my life, the second male lead keeps getting too close, and even the villain himself seems interested in me. And worst of all? The so-called heroine is furious that everything she wanted... is becoming mine. I never asked for this. But if fate insists on putting me in the spotlight- then fine. I'll shine brighter than anyone else.

I woke up as the villainess destined to be ruined. The cold prince? Not interested. The perfect heroine? Not my problem. The family that will abandon me? Already irrelevant. This story expects me to beg, fight, and fall. Too bad I have better plans. While everyone chases love and drama, I'll build power. While they watch for my downfall, I'll prepare my escape. And when they finally realize I've changed- I'll already be gone. I won't die as your villainess.

My best friend Chloe Harper had a hobby. Stealing my boyfriends. For fifteen years, every man I loved somehow ended up choosing her. She stole my crush. My boyfriend. My fiancé. Then she smiled and called it fate. When I met Ethan, Chloe did what she always did. She took him. But for the first time in her life, Chloe didn't win. Because Ethan wasn't the kind of man you stole and walked away from. And by the time she discovered the truth, she had already lost everything. Money. Reputation. Friends. The future she thought was waiting for her. Karma has a funny sense of humor. And Chloe Harper was about to learn that some people are better left alone.

Ilia Andromeda was never meant to rule, only to serve. In her first life, she was the power behind the throne: the woman who used her family's agricultural might and political influence to elevate the Second Prince to the position of Crown Prince. Branded the other woman, whispered about as useful and disposable, Ilia learned too late that loyalty has no value once power is secured. When the crown was won, she was silenced. Betrayed, mutilated, and left to die by the man she helped ascend, Ilia's name was dragged through the streets as a villainess, an ambitious woman punished for daring to reach too high. But fate grants her a second life. Awakening years before her execution, Ilia abandons love, devotion, and illusion. This time, she will not raise a man to power. She will claim it herself. With cold precision, she begins to dismantle the court that once condemned her, manipulating noble houses, weaponizing public perception, and reshaping the empire from the shadows. There will be no romance to distract her. No mercy to weaken her resolve, no throne she will not take. Because if power is all that matters, Ilia Andromeda will ensure it belongs to her alone.

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

[COMPLETE] I died from overwork and woke up as the empire's most spoiled villainess-Lady Seraphina Valeria. In the novel, she was executed for trying to poison the saintly heroine. I have no plans of dying again, thank you very much. My new plan? Avoid the heroine, outsmart the prince, and strike a deal with the mysterious black-market mage everyone fears. Unfortunately, the story doesn't like being rewritten-and the "villainess" everyone hates might just become its biggest glitch. If fate wants me dead again, it'll have to try harder.