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Summoned by a Pretend Villainess

[Status: Completed /02/14/24] Synopsis: When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death. “Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!” She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision. She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back. Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world? “What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay. The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned. *** This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^ The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you! - Cover is mine^^

superAyan · Fantasy
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165 Chs

Side Story (22)

Cassandra sat on the floor. Her head looking up at the bookshelf, eyes scanning every corner, trying to find a way to move the bookshelf. There must be something that should be done, like the stories from the books she read, a hidden lever or puzzle, or maybe a riddle that is yet to be found.

While her imagination ran wild, she decided to push the shelf away from the column but she didn't manage to even move it a bit. She went to the other side and pulled it to the aisle instead, but no matter how strongly she pulled, the shelf remained unmoved from its spot. 

The books would only shake from her pulling, but the base of the wooden shelf was glued on the floor as if it would only move if something was activated. She exerted all her strength until she couldn't lift her arms anymore.