Being reincarnated into the heroine from an otome game isn't as great as it sounds. Especially if you hate the capture targets with a fiery passion! All I want is to get close to my precios villainess, so why won't these boys get the message and leave me alone? Guess I'll have to work hard to ward them off to spend time with the antagonist and maybe convince her to marry me. Alright I've got my work cut out for me, knighthood here I come!

•Only Season 1 •This is FANFICTION •I like Lumity, how about you? •Also now going to AO3, but is still in work at the moment I flushed, my heart was racing as the music went on and he led the dance. I couldn't help myself but smile while I stared at his mask. I wanted to see his face. I've been yearning for him to take it off. Created by: D

I'm Jeon Jungkook the leader of the largest criminal organization in Asia, I have more money than all presidents combined, my job is to find a girl. A girl that can make me happy. A girl that accepts me by the way I am. And I will find her. No matter what.

9 years ago, she was kissed and now she unknowingly does indecent things with her older sister as her older sister mostly does it with her; she thinks it's normal. As weird as it sounds, she likes her childhood friend at the same time her best friend likes her. Her childhood friend has something else in mind for her though...

I hated my life, mostly because I was always being compared by my sister. Other then that my life was pretty normal... Well until my sister brought home a new friend. From then on things begin to change. And not for the better.

Jane Is the only daughter of nobleman who married her off to the first princess of the kingdom. Though that was only the tip of the iceburg. She soon realises the princess is a cruel and sadistic person on the inside. Angela is now forced into a world she had only seen in her nightmare. But is it truly a nightmare? (Warning: Contains topics such as abuse, self harm, and sexual content in general read at your own risk! You've been warned)

The story about a girl's struggle getting away from her past, burrying her feelings. Will she ever find the answers to her questions and will she ever make decisions on her own?

"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.