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.

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. That was what they whispered about me. My mother was a dancer who seduced an Emperor to survive. I was the ignored princess who seduced a Prince to steal a throne. I thought I was the heroine of a romance novel. I thought if I smiled enough, schemed enough, and loved him enough, I would get my happily ever after. I was wrong. My sister was the beloved Cinderella. The Crown Prince was her Prince Charming. And I? I was just the wicked stepsister who got in the way. My reward for stealing the male lead was a hellish marriage, a cold bed, and a lonely death. Now, I have returned to the beginning. I'm done chasing fairytales. I'm done trying to be someone I'm not. This time, I won't go to the ball. I won't wear the glass slipper. I will just fade into the background and disappear. Or so I thought. "Careful, Your Highness." On the balcony where I tried to hide from the world, a hand caught me. It wasn't a Prince. It was a Knight I had never noticed before. I wanted to retire from this fairytale, but it seems the story isn't done with me yet

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.

Maisie Hart has always been the quiet twin, living in the shadow of her sister Cheyenne-the confident, popular one who seems to light up every room. She's used to staying in the background, watching and trying to keep things together. But when their family lands in court-ordered therapy after a messy custody battle, all the secrets and tensions they've been holding inside start to come out. With her parents splitting up, Cheyenne's surprise pregnancy, and the shock that her dad's new fiancée is expecting too, Maisie suddenly finds herself caught in a family drama she never asked for. When Luke Vanderbilt, the town's golden boy with his becoming the one person she can truly lean on. (Unexpected - REBA FF)

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

Power. Loyalty. Danger. The Don raised six sons to rule his empire. What he never expected... was to someone to come in and rule them all.

In her previous life, she trusted the wrong people, treated foes like friends, cut all ties with her family, and abandoned the one man who loved her more than anyone in this world, all for a cheap, poor, sorry excuse of a man whom she mistakenly took as a treasure. What was the result? She lost her inheritance, her family, got cheated on by that man with her best friend, and finally died a miserable death at the hands of her then fiance with her best friend. At the last moments of her life, she saw the only man who loved her, a man she had grown to hate, rush to her like a madman. She heard him scream in agony as her body lay lifeless in his arms, her mind reeling from the last moments of her life. Maybe the heavens took pity on her, or her unwillingness was just too great to resist that she found herself back to the day it all started, back to when she was eighteen. This time, though, she wouldn't make the same mistakes, nor would she allow herself to die so unjustly. This time, she would make them pay. The pain she felt in the previous life, they'd feel it a million times more. On top of that, she was determined to cling to a certain big boss and shower him with all the affection he deserved.

"You're not her... but you look exactly like her." Eila, a hot-headed programmer with no interest in drama or glam, is mistaken for a billionaire's missing fiancée, Laila. Taken against her will, she finds herself trapped in a world of luxury, lies, and obsession - forced to face a man whose love once belonged to someone else. But Eila is not Laila. And she won't become her... not without a fight. 💔 A twisted romance of mistaken identity, obsession, and uncovering the truth behind a perfect face. 💥 The Same Face - read now on Wattpad.

A lonely female doctor had died and was transported into a woman's body. The only thing that she and the body share is their name and memories. She's in the medical era as a weak commoner woman, as a doctor she makes sure the body she is in becomes healthy and strong. However the attractive blonde man and herself are now in a pickle. Wait- If I'm in the 'Who made me a Princess' manwha/novel and this is Claude's and Anastacius's father ... am I Claude's mother?! Like Athanasia's grandmother?! I wasn't supposed to live this long so I have to be careful and protect those I love. Death is not foreign to me so I'm not scared anymore. I became Claude De Alger Obelia's mother and Athanasia's De Alger Obelia's grandmother. Me staying alive is already a red flag for this world so it's best to expect the unexpected.

❝ sugarcoated, lies unfolded, you still lick the wrapper.❞