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The Transmigrated Villainess after her Fall

From Duke’s daughter to famous songwriter/ singer to crown princess, Serena Maxwell did it all. A winner in life who defied the odds of being a novel's villainess. It would have been perfect if it all ended with the royal wedding, but life holds more mystery and follows with misery at times. A divorcee before getting a chance to be widowed, a handicapped Marquis’ younger sister whose parents’ dukedom has been sequestered, poor and too embarrassed to even show her face in public, she can only live simply as a shadow of her former self. Writing plagiarized songs and selling them while in a guise to earn a living. Just when she thought that the situation couldn’t get any worse, worse turned to worst. Despite their self-imposed hiding, a Court Summons arrived summoning her brother to court to face graft charges with possible lifetime imprisonment as sentence. Determined to find help, she seeks the young minister of Justice, the heir to the Brenford dukedom, Christopher Cross. However, given her current position, it’s not easy to approach said esteemed person even when they were old acquaintances. With no better choice, there’s only one place she can go to be able to meet him. Back to the glitzy, glamorous, and pretentious ballrooms of the nobility facing old acquaintances, from holding the crown to being the clown, becoming the butt of all jokes while receiving surly stares and audacious propositions from the male peers, Serena can only swallow her pride and brave it all. -- After his revenge, Grand Duke Charlton Daniel has become one of the most accomplished and distinguished noble with an unshakable status in society. However, at the end of the day, he felt empty. He used and betrayed his lover to get the best of his cousin. He deceived his ailing mother, the younger sister of the former king, while taking part of the party ousting the royal family. He now has everything, but at the same time, nothing. Sometimes he wonders, was everything he did, worth it? Faced with the emptiness and loneliness despite emerging triumphant, he could only come to terms with the phrase, life must go on. Determined to move on from the past, he started seeing duke Ligeti’s granddaughter, Larissa. She was innocent and naïve, but she gave him peace of mind. So, with building a family in mind, he was thinking of proposing marriage. However, just when he thought that he found his solace, his past lover suddenly appeared before his eyes. She was as beautiful as he first saw her, or maybe even more. Was it the lights or just something in her eyes? Without doing anything, she caused waves and even tsunamis in his heart. Deny it all he might, something was still there. Yet, no. After all she did to him, and him to her, they were over. He can’t possibly forsake his present lover because she came back to... she was back for him, wasn’t she? And just when this thought processed in his mind, reality came crushing in. Before his very eyes, she was seducing another man. -- Will Serena and Charlton rekindle their love this time around? Or will she find true love in another man’s arms? Read and find out! (update schedule, 1-2 chapters a day)
champilyn · 122.4k Views

This Princess is an Extra

Princess Elinessa was enjoying her new life inside a fluffy novel; with jewels, gowns, and the ease of a crown. Determined to avoid the messy drama of the main plot, she chose to live quietly as a side character. And complete the novel by helping the main characters in their plot. But a strange glitch rewrote the story, merging it with something darker. Suddenly, a villain who was never meant to exist appeared… and his eyes were fixed on her. Will she manage to stay out of the rewritten tale and find a way back home, or be pulled into a fate that was never hers to claim? Come and find out in this slow-burn romance. EXCERPT: Elinessa’s breath came sharp and furious as she was running, soaked gown clinging to her frame, golden hair plastered to her cheeks. She turned around the corner, heart racing but she slammed right into him. A hand shot out. Fingers curled tight as steel wrapped around her wrist. Her wrist was pinned held high against the wall in Drayce’s iron grip and yet, her glare didn’t waver. She looked every bit a furious storm in silk and bruises. He looked...cold and quietly, unmistakably furious too. Drayce tilted his head, water dripping from his dark hair strands, a cruel smile tugging at his lips. “Running?” he said softly. Too softly. Elinessa yanked her wrist. But he didn’t let go, even tightening his hold on her. “Let me go,” she hissed, her voice trembling perhaps due to cold or anger. He stepped closer. Bringing his face too close to hers. “Feisty for a dove.” he murmured, breath ghosting against her rain-slick skin. “I decide who flies in my territory.” His golden eyes dragged over her face, slow and unbothered like he had all the time in the world. “You keep fighting like you're not already caged.” Elinessa’s eyes narrowed, voice steady even as her pulse pounded: “Careful, Your Majesty. Even caged birds bite. You were never meant to be part of my story,” she snapped, shaking with fury. His smile was bitter. Bladed he replied “And yet, here we are. The story is ours now” Elinessa (whispering): “Then I’ll rewrite the ending… before it rewrites me.” Drayce’s smile deepened not warm, but cold. Like a hunter who hadn’t caught a bird... but clipped its wings himself.
MoonLight_97 · 147.9k Views

Reborn as the Psycho Villainess Who Ate Her Slave Beasts’ Contracts

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.
K1ERA · 155.2k Views