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The Male Lead isn't Following the Script!

Adeline didn't expect she would transmigrate into the trashy novel she read years ago. The plot was so cliched that she couldn't bring herself to finish it. Years later, she found that very book on her bed, the page was open to the villainess' execution and before she knew it she found herself in the very novel she hated. The evil villainess who couldn't stand her two childhood friends become completely enamoured by the female lead, she decided to take care of the matter herself and thus became the public enemy. She now became the villainess of the story! "I do not accept this!" Adeline yelled at the top of her lungs. "I will change the plot." The Crown Prince she rejected won't leave her alone. The cold Northern Duke clung to her and wouldn't let go. The Arch Mage wants to abandon his duties and serve as her personal knight, and the Head Priest is obsessed with her! The Male leads she wished to avoid won't leave her alone! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Obsessive male lead- check. Funny but strong female lead- check. Amazing family- check. Annoying Goddess- also check.

punzygracy · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
181 Chs

Return To It's Rightful Place

"What are you talking about?" She whispered, her voice barely audible. Was he talking about her? Was she caught? No, that couldn't be! No one could have known! 

If her master found out about this... No, she was already an abandoned pawn by now. She didn't claw her way from the slums of the empire all the way to the Duke's advisor only to be abandoned!

She worked too long and too hard for her to give up. 

"Do not play dumb Anna Knott..." He scowled. He whispered something to one of his attendants and they immediately left. Anna couldn't understand what was going on.

"What do you want from me?!" She screamed.

"It is not what I want from you," He spoke in a low and serious voice, "It is about your survival... Don't disappoint me."

From the back, the attendant he sent away had returned. She was holding something and under the dim lighting, she saw what it was. She carried a cushion and on it was... The Holy Sword of the North!