(Y/n) is a beautiful gril, all the chads and gals fall head over heels in love with her. She keeps getting asked out left and right, by princes from far away lands, horses with bedazzled hair, worms with the deepest of voices, and even a Tiktoker in its natural habitat. But she rejects them all. Why? Because (Y/n) believes in soulmates. She travels all around the world, her petite body barely making through the trips, and her health keeps getting worse. (Y/n) starts to get desperate, and she starts to make more and more risky decisions. Which leads her here, drenched in rain, looking up upon the towering hotel that looks old, and is most definitely haunted. Lets hope her soulmate is here, and that her charming and intense personality doesn't drive them away. ⌎⊱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⇲⊰⌏ Rush x Reader

She used to be a bright child. She was just not fortunate enough to have a normal life. Ill and bed-ridden, she slowly lost affect and cut herself off from outer reality, as her only joy was to construct a complex fantasy world. And eventually, she met her demise. Nevertheless, her story did not end here. Who is to say that Death is our last path? For her, it was just the beginning. She had been given a second chance. Reborn as a Goddess in the very own world that she created, it was now only up to her to write her own story.

Dylan de Beaumon, the adopted daughter of a Duke, recalls the memories of her past-life after hitting her head. Upon realizing she was a villainess character in a novel, she decides to use her intellectual giftedness to get a good career and run away. Dylan, who is haunted by her mother's death and the secret behind her birth, navigates life at Faerchester Academy relying on her wits and manipulation to escape her own downfall. Much to her dismay, the main characters in the novel just won't leave her alone. Upcoming webcomic! I am excited to inform you that this book is currently undergoing the editing process to enhance its quality and ensure that it meets the highest standards of excellence. Despite the editing process, I am committed to delivering new chapters biweekly so that you can continue to enjoy the story and follow the characters' journey.

Basic Synopsis: Maki Tanaka is lazy. Really, that's it. Real Synopsis: Maki Tanaka had died after being pushed in front of the speeding truck. Without even a rest in between, he found himself transmigrated to the most innovated Otome Game of the Year called 'The Noblest of Love'. Honestly, Tanaka couldn't care less about being inside of an otome game. He couldn't care less about all the capture targets, the so-called villain, the heroine, and even less about the fact that he's supposed to be some cannon fodder for his brother, Edward, who is one of the capture targets, to step on. He just wanted to sleep dammit. After angering his father (therefore pissing off the rest of his family) with his listlessness, he was banished to Wisteria Estate on the other side of the capital separated from the main household. Which is awesome for Tanaka because he doesn't have to listen to his so-called 'family' prattle on and on about his uselessness. Even so, it seemed there are some things that he couldn't avoid... The villain for example. Tanaka: I'm sleepy... Villain: Then let me hold you in my arms while you sleep~ Tanaka: I'm hungry... Villain: Then I'll feed you~ Tanaka: I'm tired... Villain: A bath might help you relax. Just turn around and let me wash your back~ Tanaka: I'm sore... Villain: I can massage your body~ Tanaka: ...But it's your fault that I'm sore... (AN: The MC starts off as a child, so any romantic development would be in later chapters. Some innocent tofu-touching will happen early on though~)

"I-..." he stopped, the words dying in his throat when a sudden lump appeared, not giving him the time to form proper words. His breath hitched, rose orbs trembling and stuck staring at his untouched food, sweat beginning to form underneath his too-long bangs. He... He thought he could do it. And yet he couldn't. Not when he could feel every stare burning onto his person, piercing through his soul like they could see every single fault, picking out his insecurities. The judgmental looks, the sneers, the disappointment. He could feel it, how it caused every hair to stand on edge, his ears ringing until all he could hear was his own heartbeat; wildly thudding inside his ribcage, ready to burst out of his chest. Shooting up from the table, head bowed low, his lips pursed and trembling as shame-filled tears sprung up, he turned and ran away from the dining room. Not sparing anyone a single glance because all he wanted was to breathe- Future villain or not, he couldn't bring himself to act like the original owner of this body. He couldn't. • Han Choyoung had trouble making connections and communicating with others. He felt guilty, even if his loved ones supported him regardless. But after accidentally drowning to his death, he only wished he'd overcome his fear sooner. He didn't expect to wake up as 11-year-old Kazaru Evedane, the neglected 3rd prince-turned-villain from a game he only heard from his noona. Choyoung could handle the identity crisis, he died after all- but to be the neglected prince hated by everyone because he's an illegitimate child? Knowing he had to face characters he didn't know? And just because he struggled to communicate properly while faking amnesia, as he had no prior knowledge of the game- everyone started chasing him! Please leave him alone! • My take on a BL harem isekai but MC's LOOSELY inspired by Shouko Komi from the Anime "Komi Can't Communicate". PS: book cover and artworks by me alone! ON HIATUS FOR NOW