In the first world she transmigrated into, Song Jia accidentally killed the original host and made the monarch so insane with grief that the whole world was destroyed with him. Her boss then declared after she went back to the modern world: "No salary for six months!" Song Jia: (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ In the second world she transmigrated into, Song Jia had to raise a cute little bun and thought that her job this time would be easy. In the end, the cute little bun became a sadistic killer that could solemnly say to her, "Just push me below you and take advantage of me." Her boss: "..." Song Jia: "..." [Original story] [Cover image not mine.] Highest Ranking: #1 yandere #1 ancient china #1 obsessed

Carla died of a broken heart when the author of a novel kills off her favorite character. She wakes up as a mob character of that very same novel called Carla Axton. Realizing that she had transmigrated in the same novel of the character who gave life to her horrible world, she swears to make sure that this time he won't be the one that dies. Reborn as a princess of a lowly sect, Carla has to dig herself up through political turmoil and murderous sect's to protect the only light she has left. Follow Carla into a mystical world of cultivation, demons, and magic. Where she uses her intellect, power, and instinct to carve a way for the person she will always protect. No matter the cost, those who harm the one's she protects will die! ----------------------- *Main character is not sane at all at the first part of the story due to extreme child abuse. Therefore while reading the story please keep that in mind if she accidentally or meaningfully murders some people or acts wildly. *Release: Book is being edited. *Picture does not belong to me. *Also on Webnovel

"Kill it." He ordered, his voice ice-cold and indifferent. Speechless, all I could do was stare. What was I meant to say? Hi, I'm your daughter, an adult female stuck in a child's body and I've been reincarnated into this world? His eyes were as red a blood, hair as dark as the ocean depths and had a voice that made a chill run down my spine. He was callous, psychotic and had a thirst for blood. My blood. Even worse. I was now his daughter.