regression

The moment my life, which was used solely for my younger sister, ended in vain, I returned to the past. So, this time, I decided to live solely for myself. I had long since abandoned any lingering attachment to the harmonious family I had once desired so much.

As I was changing my life for the better and living well, for some reason, the marquis who liked Leila in my previous life started showing interest in me.

“There’s no need to greet me so formally. Just call me Delian comfortably.”

Moreover, the crown prince, whom I had never met before, also claims to like me.

“Miss Rowenloa, would you attend this banquet with me as my partner?”

Thanks to the people who have seeped into my life, which I thought I would live alone, I now have a new goal. I will trample on those who torment me in both my previous and current lives and become the best.

Together with my people.

I was living my life as an ordinary Korean citizen, but one day I suddenly became Juliet Capulet.
For a moment, I was terrified that I had become the Juliet who had met a tragic end, but then I realized that this was a subtly different world from the original story.
I decided to live a peaceful life without Romeo.

However, a presence that disrupts my peace emerges…

“I’m writing a play based on Miss Juliet.”

After the appearance of William Shakespeare, the author of “Romeo and Juliet” every situation around them conforms to the script he writes.

To Juliet, who only thinks of survival, her tragic lover Romeo, no… The culprit behind all this, William, approaches her?!

‘Even if Shakespeare falls completely for me, can he complete such a story?’

William intends to finish the story as per the original, without knowing anything.
And Juliet tries to survive by twisting the planned tragedy.

What will be the conclusion of the new masterpiece they create?!

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?’

A mysterious guest arrived at the old castle of Tarnu.
He was the first outsider to be welcomed since the lord who went on an expedition 10 years ago closed the castle gates for his wife.

The young man, who came to deliver the mementos of the deceased lord, looked shabby, but his eyes glowed with a strange heat as he watched the Madam under his tousled hair.
His deep green eyes were identical to those of the deceased lord….

Quiet and unassuming, as if he were invisible, he began to visit the Madam’s room on stormy nights.
As if he knew what she was feeling on such nights.

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“May I?”

He slowly caressed the area around that firm peak.
Though slow, his touch was inexplicably hot, making Ellenia think he was holding back a lot.

Unlike usual, he didn’t hide his young face, and his touch slowly traced her body.

“This place is dirty, cold, cramped…… I have this kind of body.”

His fingers, which had been teasing the tip of her breast, traced the waves of her sternum, lingered around her navel, and finally reached her bush.
Throughout all these moments, Edan’s gaze never left Ellenia’s.

Just receiving his gaze made Ellenia feel like he was penetrating her deepest parts.
That’s why she was already wet when his fingers reached the entrance of her core.

A sense of urgency filled Edan’s face, which had never looked away for even a moment.

“Ellie, I want to hold you.”

The wet sound came from elsewhere, yet his dry eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

“Yesterday, I heard something quite unusual.”

Jeong Ijun, the second grandson of Chairman Jeong of Baekya Food, the 16th-generation descendant of the Seorae family.
And Kim Siyeon, who had spent 25 years as the fiancée of Jeong Gwihyeon, Chairman Jeong’s eldest grandson.

“Although I occasionally inherited useful things like clothes or items my brother used when I was young, inheriting the woman my brother had been with all along is just too much.”

He knew exactly where to prod to make Siyeon feel uncomfortable, and he was making full use of that knowledge.

“So, you just need to come to terms with the fact that you can’t marry the man you’ve always thought of as a younger brother, and take him as your husband for a lifetime.”

He picked up his coffee cup with a relaxed demeanor.

“…I understand what you mean.”
“I’m glad you understand.”
“You’re basically telling me how could a woman who had always been with the older brother end up marrying the younger brother instead.”

His gaze, which had been fixed on the coffee cup, slowly lifted.

“Exactly.”

It was a neatly delivered response.

“If you want to be my wife, you must work tirelessly in my bedchamber to bear me an heir.”

Princess Hinael of Sarr was murdered by her husband while she was pregnant.
Thinking her life had ended, she unexpectedly found herself sent back two years in time.

In this new life, I will raise the child in my womb as
.

In a desperate moment, a man who can save her came to mind —
Lutz Viant, the War God, the future Emperor of the Trycas Empire.

“I’ll do it, if that’s what you want.”
“Good, you have spirit.”

To survive, Hinael resolves to fulfill her duties as a wife…

* * *

“You may not be able to walk tomorrow.”

At first, she thought it was just an exaggeration.
But.

“Have you forgotten how rough I can get?”

Even though this was a transactional relationship,
he became incredibly excited from the very first night.

“I can’t control myself, my body is different than usual. Hooh…”

Back then, she didn’t know.
Why he was thrashing about like a wild beast.

I believed that my husband was gradually opening his heart, even though our marriage was the result of my unrequited love.

“So, who is the father of the child in your womb?”

I was immediately stunned by this sudden question. As soon as I announced my pregnancy, his response struck me.

“Why, why would you ask that? It’s your child after all…”
“Hyacinth. I could not have embraced you.”
“…..”
“Let’s get divorced after you give birth. This is the maximum leniency I can show, not exposing your infidelity.”

I am honest with him. That night, we were clearly together.
I gazed at him bewildered, but his impassive face was as calm as an icy wall.

“…Why did you marry me?”
“Did I want to?”

I had no choice but to accept it.
The truth that all my previous struggles were pointless, and the reality that my efforts had no impact on him whatsoever.

I was the only one clinging to a relationship as fragile as a sandcastle.

Rosaline Marte, an ordinary noble lady.
Like everyone else, she had a political marriage and was living peacefully, but she was killed by her husband’s mistress.
Then, she woke up to find herself returned to two months before her marriage.

With little time left until the wedding, she resigned herself to the fact that nothing could be changed.

“Your marriage to Marquis Addis is going to be canceled.”
“What…?”

Suddenly, she received a notice of the breakup, and soon after, talks of marriage with another person began.

“I understand you were engaged. In the meantime, I was afraid someone else might appear with courage, so I acted rashly. Embarrassingly, I am a bit older.”

Lucas Bryant, the Emperor’s only full-blooded brother, an archmage, and a war hero.
Rosaline is bewildered as to why someone perfect in status and wealth would be so desperate for her.

“I swear by the title given to me by His Majesty the Emperor and the mana flowing in my body.
I will remain loyal and faithful to you. Please, marry me.”
“Gladly. I accept your proposal.”

In the end, Rosaline decided to trust the man’s trembling fingertips, his posture of humility, and his desperate plea for marriage in front of many people.

Did Ivlik kill my sister?
Is that why he treated me well all my life out of guilt?

Cedine, who was killed by a bullet fired by an assailant, returns to the time before her sister’s arranged marriage.
To save her only sibling, she marries Ivlik in her sister’s place.
But something feels off from the start.

Rule 1. The couple must sleep in the same bed.
Rule 2. Engage in public skinship and displays of affection. The manner and frequency are to be decided mutually.
Rule 3. Contraception is entirely the responsibility of Ivlik Wintermore.

Excuse me, these clauses weren’t in the contract when my sister signed it?!

Intense gazes directed at Cedine, a tender voice, and an endless shower of gifts.
The Ivlik after her regression is a completely different man from before.
Contrary to her initial intention of finding out if he was a serial wife killer like Bluebeard in fairy tales,
Cedine’s body keeps getting used to the nights she spent with Ivlik…

I was possessing a villainess in a book.

But for some reason, every time I turn sixteen, I return to being eight years old. This is now the fourth time I’ve been eight.

After careful reflection, it seems I regress whenever the second male lead dies. But why does he die? The original story hasn’t even begun yet.

Could it be because I haven’t lived according to the original narrative?

So, I decided to follow the original story this time. But what went wrong?

“How did you grow up this way? You were so small and cute when you were younger.”

“You raised me this way.”

“I did?”

When did I? All I remember is tormenting him like a proper villain. I looked up at him with questioning eyes. He pointed to his head with fingers that had prominent knuckles.
“You made me read books.”

Then he gestured to his lips.

“You made me learn magic.”

Next, he motioned to his hands.

“You made me practice swordsmanship.”

And finally, he placed his hand over his heart.

“You taught me things I shouldn’t have known.”

Speaking in a low voice, he took my hand and made me pat his head.

“You’re the one who made me like this, so you shouldn’t say such things now. No matter how big I get, you should keep adoring me, shouldn’t you?”

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Arne’s daughter died solely to save her.

“Make sure to come back.”

It was the last request from her daughter, who never acted spoiled.
After Grand Duke Cedric died in battle against monsters, it was Arne’s father who invaded the grand ducal palace.
He nonchalantly took his granddaughter’s life, wanting to steal the demonic power passed down through the grand ducal family.

Arne made a desperate deal with the devil.

“Give me back my family.”

* * *

Arne’s single goal after returning to the past is to meet her daughter again by marrying Cedric.
But Cedric, who used to be so indifferent, has changed too much from before.

“Do you want me to pick you up and carry you there?”

He casually makes cheeky remarks and approaches without hesitation,
even going so far as to load every dress in the empire into a carriage and send them over.

I should be saying let’s just get married instead of this…

“What exactly do you believe in to shake me up like this?”

Cedric tightened his grip on Arne’s ankle and pulled her.
As Arne lost her balance and clung to Cedric’s neck, his red eyes seethed.

On their wedding anniversary, Berenice discovered her husband’s infidelity and decided to divorce him after only three years of marriage, in search of her own life.

‘Now I’m done with love. I will follow in my father’s footsteps and become a merchant!’

However, after their divorce, her ex-husband, who treated her like a fish out of water throughout their marriage,
starts displaying incomprehensible obsession, creating chaos in her life.
To make matters worse, he demands reconciliation and even directly threatens her!

‘It seems like it won’t work. To get rid of that guy, I need to find someone new.’

No reunion. No falling in love again. What does she need?

‘A young, handsome man with a noble title who can lend me his name.’

He must be around the same age, a widower with a son who has no need for an heir.
He must have a high rank and his entire family must be out of the picture
I now have a personal relationship with the Duke, who is experiencing financial difficulties…

“Let’s enter into a contract marriage. I’ll let you borrow the funds from the company.
If you want, I can even be a shield for the Duke and your son as a mere duchess in name only.
In return, the Duke just needs to be my shield. How about it? Will you do it?”

Can she truly abandon love and start anew as a top boss just like she wanted?