Drama

I was born and have never been loved. So I was curious about what it feels like to be loved.

“Your Highness, please love me for just one year.”

I asked him to fall under a spell that would make him love me for just one year.
In return, I would give him information that could change his future.

“I can see the future through foresight.”

I didn’t bother to mention that the price was my own lifespan.
Anyway, I wasn’t planning to live long.

“I accept that proposal.”

So I married him, and 11 months passed.
There was less than a month left. My lifespan, and his love.

“The contract will end soon.”
“……I see.”
“Don’t worry. The spell will definitely be broken.”
“That’s not what I’m worried about. Let’s talk about this later.”
“Alright.”

But that ‘later’ never came.
For some reason, the spell broke early, and I had to prepare to leave.

[Thank you for everything.]

I thought everything would be settled by leaving a letter and departing from his side.
He wouldn’t want to see the face of a woman he was forced to love, even for the last time.

But a week later, an unbelievable rumor reached my ears.

He was looking for me.

I Became the Invisible Wife of the Cruel Villain.
Though invisible, I had plenty of money.
I didn’t need my husband’s attention, and I planned to live a life of luxury.

“Um… When will you return from this outing?”
“You don’t need to know that.”

My cold-hearted husband says he’ll be gone for days, leaving me alone in the duchy.
Great! A chance to enjoy a lavish life by myself!

But then…

“Cough! Cough!”

What stained my hands was blood.
Damn it, I brought my previous life’s illness all the way here.

My husband, whom I thought had already left indifferently, turned to look at me.
His gaze fixed on my blood-stained hands.

Damn, what if I get kicked out for being sickly?

***

“Did you take your medicine today?”

Though he must have a lot to do as a villain, my husband doesn’t leave. Instead, he’s taken a seat right in front of my bed.

“Oh, right! I should take it now. Haha, I almost died.”

My husband’s expression turned cold.
It’s my life anyway, why is he so angry?

“I’ll make sure to take it properly from now on. So you don’t need to worry about it.”
So don’t worry and go do your thing.

My husband heaved a deep sigh.
“When you’re sick, I can’t do anything.”
He took out a pill and popped it into my coughing mouth.

“From now on, I’ll have to stay by your side and take care of you myself.”
He whispered in my ear.

Far from enjoying a golden spoon life alone, it looks like I’m about to be confined.

#SicklyFemaleProtagonist #FemaleLead_With_An_Illness_Not_In_The_Original #RegretfulMaleLead

“Tell me, why should a monster that isn’t human be allowed to live?”

Nigel lived as the heir of a powerful family. However, the moment the secret entwined with his bloodline is revealed, he hides his cursed monster face behind the mask of a Duke. Having lost the reason to live and the meaning of life.

In front of him, a pure soul appears. To heal him as he becomes a monster.

“Live for me. I’ll become the meaning of your life.”

Can these two souls, stained with wounds, become each other’s salvation?

***

The dim dawn light seeped dizzyingly into every corner of Marienne’s room. Nigel climbed onto her body, removed her tunic, and devoured her rounded flesh. He rolled the tip of her breast with his tongue and left bite marks.

When Marienne, who was shaking her head, lifted her head, Nigel pressed his lips to hers as if spellbound. Soon, he lifted her skirt and slipped his fingers between her legs, causing Marienne to sob and dig her nails in.

The inside of her, ripe and opening, was already moist. He lowered his lips between her legs, sucking on the raised flesh on the mound, and unable to restrain his excitement, he bit it lightly. A sharp cry burst forth. He rubbed the inner walls that clamped down on his fingers, licking up her flowing essence.

It still wasn’t enough. The burning thirst made his vision blur.
He withdrew his fingers and thrust his tongue into the quivering hole. The fragrant, sweet taste made him dizzy. He couldn’t regain his senses.

Nigel rose and roughly thrust his massive, veined cock inside her. He pounded his hips barbarically, breaking through the narrow path.

“You seem to have lost about two years of memories. It’s amnesia. Shall we try opening up your mind?”

After waking up in the hospital following a carriage accident, she was told she had amnesia. She was slightly taken aback by his words, but it was okay. Nothing had changed, so there was nothing to worry about. But that night, she found a strange warning in her torn diary.

[I must not love him.]

…Him? Who was he?

In the moment of uneasy questioning, a black carriage stopped in front of her mansion, piercing through the damp mist.

“Just a few days ago, you sent a breakup note, and today you’ve completely forgotten me?”
“You claim to have been my lover, yet you can’t even tell if I’m lying or not.”
“I… don’t know you?”

As if his words touched something within him, the man’s voice ominously lowered.

“…How much more do I need to know about you before I can say I know you?”

Suppressing his rough desire, his golden eyes sank deeply.

“I know everything about you, even the parts you can’t see.”

The owner of the luxurious opera house dominating Carin’s pleasure, Karl Winger, appeared, claiming to be her lover.

Suspicious headaches, a nighttime intruder, overwhelming inspiration.

What memories has she lost?
…Is approaching the truth really in her best interest?

Three days before the wedding, my fiancé cheated on me with another woman.
To make matters worse, he had the mistress stand as a wedding singer.
Watching my fiancé sing with his mistress gazing at him wistfully, I finally realized.
I can’t go through with this marriage.

I declared clearly to the bewildered officiant and guests who were staring at me blankly.

“I can’t do this, this marriage.”

Just as I was about to leave, amid the chilly atmosphere that had settled in, he suddenly stood up in the midst of the already chaotic wedding hall.

“Then marry me.”

“Are you crazy? What kind of madness is this at someone else’s wedding?”

“Someone else’s wedding just ended, now it’s my wedding.”

But to receive a proposal right after my wedding fell apart.
No, why are you like this? When did we become a couple?

I reincarnated as the eldest daughter of a villainous family, known for torturing the male lead who was taken as a prisoner.
To make matters worse, I am destined to die when the male lead goes on a rampage!

My only chance of survival is to somehow help the male lead escape from my family.
But first, I need to help him recover his strength…
Helping him will inevitably jeopardize my position in the family.
So, there’s only one way.

“This bread smells strange. Someone might have poisoned it, so you should taste it first.”
“That bruise looks terrible. Hurry up and treat it with this!”

While pretending to be cold on the outside, I secretly take care of him.
But this guy… lately, it seems like he blushes whenever he looks at me?

* * *

Aiden stared at Raylenne silently.
His expressionless face exuded a chilling aura.

“What if I don’t want to run away?”

Raylenne spat out in a sharp voice.

“Even if it means you’ll die?”

Aiden replied without a moment’s hesitation.

“I don’t care.”

#Mission: Help the Male Lead Escape
#Tsundere Heroine #Large-Dog-like Male Lead
#But Somehow the Stray Dog Turns into a Loyal Pet…?

In the novel, the sh*t car character ends up being scrapped.

Furthermore, it’s inevitable for the family of the sh*t car to also meet ruin.

However, I have something to say.

Speaking as the daughter of that tr*sh.

“I want to say that my life has also been difficult because my father was a piece of shit.”

***

Aer, who survived from drowning, recalled memories of her past life.

She realized that the place she lived in was from a web novel called ‘Under the Moonlit Moonflower.’

Moreover, she was enraged by the fact that she was a minor character who barely appeared in the story. So, she tried to secure money before her family’s downfall, but…

Why are they so obsessed and going crazy?

If it’s the obsession of an awakened individual, it’s very persistent.

Because of her father’s foolish obsession, the house was always cold. By seeing her father longing for his mate, she realized how tedious an awakened person’s fixation could be.

So how could an Awakened’s obsession be seen as a good thing?

“So. You, and you. You.”

Since you’re the ambassadors of obsession, could you please stay away? I don’t even like the smell of an Awakened.

But…….

Aer looked at the man laughing quietly beside her. The affectionate smile remained unchanged.

Surely it wouldn’t be …..

Why does it feel so intense?

Q. Why am I the only one raising a dragon for survival while others have a reverse harem?
A. …Just endure. Something big is coming.

I was reincarnated into a reverse harem game.
The character I reincarnated into is a useless one who ends up with the dragon going berserk and dying if you try to see the ending!
I tried hard to put up walls to survive, but,
“……You know you’re the only one for me.”
The prince, whom I thought was a playboy, clings to me crying.
” Well, I guess. I like you.”
Even the archmage, whom I thought despised me, is getting closer.
“Peeee.”
To make matters worse, I picked up a ticking time bomb, no, ‘that dragon’ that’s about to go berserk.
It’s cute, but I know how to date too.
With all these handsome male leads around, why am I the only one in a childcare story!

“Hng.”
…Without time to think, the hatchling burrowed into my arms and let out a groan.
Alright. Since it’s still a baby, let’s teach it how to control its anger.
I’ll raise it to be a well-behaved dragon that doesn’t go berserk!

Separation anxiety at max level! Childcare difficulty at max level!
The male leads went crazy because I went missing due to parenting struggles.
“Actually, I have a hidden child.”
I lied that it was my baby to push them away.
“I like babies. I like Your baby even more.”
“If you need, please use me.”
What should I do? They all seem to have gone even more deeply insane.
But the craziest one was someone else.
“I’m the baby’s father.”
Oscar growled lowly as he pulled my waist possessively.
“Are you looking elsewhere? Darling?”
You’re that baby, aren’t you? Are you crazy?
The sassy hatchling that used to throw jabs at the male leads
suddenly returned as an adult?

Moreover, is it just my feeling? His eyes look a bit strange?
Sensing an unprecedented danger, I start avoiding Oscar.

“After taming me to your liking.”
Oscar trapped me with his firm arms.
“……Are you abandoning me now?”
Oh sh*t. …It seems the mating season has begun.

#ThoughtIRaisedItWell #ReverseGrooming #RapidGrowth #Misunderstanding
#GenreShift #FromChildcareToSeduction #FromGrowthPeriodToMatingPeriod

#UnexpectedReverseHarem #SlightlyInsaneOverpoweredMaleLeads
VS #DragonOnTheBrinkOfRampage #ObviouslyInsaneStrongestInTheWorld

Lucienne, a beautiful but lowly maid.
To her, life was just something to endure,
Death was like a familiar and numbed daily routine.
Until that day, when she met him by chance.

At first, he was an indifferent and arrogant priest,
Then, a son of a baron’s family, weak and recuperating.
His status changed with each encounter, but she knew.
He was one who could wield a blade without hesitation to cut people,
And was neither a priest nor a frail nobleman.

“Then use my room. You can sleep there for a day or two.”
“Just in case, let me tell you this,
…You shouldn’t say such things to just anyone.”
“Lars is the only one I’d willingly offer my room to.”

It didn’t matter who he was.
From the moment she captured those cold, elegant green eyes,
Death, which had always been close to Lucienne, became unfamiliar.

She wanted to live.
No, she wanted him to live.
For that, she could do anything.
Even if it meant giving up herself.

“Abandon the thought that you can do anything, Lucienne.
Just grasp the luck that has rolled into your hands.”

But she didn’t know that this very thing angered him.

You jerk. What did I do so wrong?
…When will I see you again? At least say something before you go!

“Don’t worry, Lars.
As you said, I’ll surely grasp the luck that has rolled into my hands.”

For the will to live sometimes blooms as fiercely as love.

I got transmigrated into a healing childcare story.
Surely, it was supposed to be a peaceful and happy tale, thanks to the princess who grew up receiving abundant attention and affection from the tyrant.
But why am I the only one in a hardcore, dark story?
Of all things, my father is the one who gets dragged out for criticizing the daughter-obsessed tyrant.

“The day my daughter called me ‘Daddy!’ It shall be a national holiday!”

Starting with opposing this absurd holiday designation,
he opposed the imperial family’s actions at every turn… until our family was finally destroyed.

Damn it, this country is doomed.
I need to leave the empire as soon as possible!
I tried to run away, but I got caught by the princess, the strongest person in this childcare world.

‘Can I… survive here?’

I became an extra who married the greatest villain in the world and gave birth to an obsessed maniac.

I thought I could divorce the villain and give birth to a son…

“Please divorce me. I will raise the child.”

I couldn’t understand why he seemed so angry when I requested a divorce. His clenched fists trembled uncontrollably.

“I promise I’ll never appear before you again.”
“Where will you go?”
“I’ll leave the empire and go somewhere else…”

I wanted to say that I planned to leave the empire and run far away, where I would never see him again, but I couldn’t.

“If you go somewhere else, I will erase that place from the map.”
“…….”
“If you go to another man, I will kill him.”

So, you.
Whether you live or die, you will stay by my side.

A handsome and gentle husband. A merchantry, which is growing based on a good reputation.

Blair is a modest and faithful wife who is not wealthy but lives a simple and honest life.

On her third wedding anniversary, what awaited her as she returned home were the corpses of the servants, and…

“Surprised? I didn’t die and now I’m back.”

He was her former lover, whom she had sold as a slave three years ago.

“It’s all my doing. I wanted to live in luxury…”

Fearing that her former lover, Cedric, who had risen to nobility by distinguishing himself in war, would kill her parents,

Blair falsely confessed to everything. 

Cedric begins to express his accumulated anger to Blair by confining her to the mansion…

“If you want to save your husband, take it off, Blair.”

***

Swoosh. Rustle. The sound of fabric brushing against fabric was heard. Through her hazy vision, she saw his back as he straightened his dress shirt and put on a vest.

Rustle.

The sound of crisp paper rubbing against each other was heard. Blair’s eyes widened. Cedric was taking out bills from his vest pocket. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

‘…Is this a lie?’

Cedric took out a few bills and tossed them onto the bedside table. The bills, thrown without care, slid off the table and fell onto the floor. Blair stared at the fluttering paper with widened eyes.

She couldn’t believe that the falling paper in the air was something she knew. Cedric… was throwing money at me.

“…Well, you’re so-so…”

“……”

A cold voice emanated from Cedric.

“You’re worth eating.”