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Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Ysavel, an aspiring writer, wakes up one day inside the world of her own novel. She thought it's those typical transmigration story she have read. However, she was shock when she discovers that she's been cast as the villainess in her own story. "DON'T TELL ME I BECOME THE VILLAINESS OF MY OWN STORY?!" Shocked and dismayed, she realizes that the only way to return to the real world is to live out her role in the story. Initially, she accepts this fate, but things take an unexpected turn when the characters start deviating from the script. "I don't want another Queen. Youare the only one I want as my Queen, Csille." Prince Fraser whispered. The male lead, who was expected to be annoyed by her constant pestering, instead becomes affectionate and attached to her. "It's inevitable, Lady Lauretré. You will still be the Queen, so I don't see any harm in what I said. Besides, I doubt the King or even the Crown Prince would be willing to change their minds about your engagement." The female lead, who was supposed to separate the male lead from her, begins to play matchmaker between the male lead and the villainess. What should she do? She couldn't get back to the real world if she didn't finished the story as the villainess. But how can she finished it if the two leads are not following the script? Help!!! Still under revision but once done updates will be posted daily at 12pm ( GMT +8 ). Also, please check my other novel, Dimensions Apart. It’s a lighter novel compared to this one. Credits to the rightful owner of the picture I used for the cover.

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: Hearts Breaking

 I immediately get up from my bed, panting. The dream seems surreal. Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee having a secret relationship? I smile bitterly. 

 It is what is supposed to happen, Csille. Come on, cheer up. We still have plenty of time to prepare myself for that. 

 I sigh. I look at the clock hanging on the wall, and my eyes immediately widen when I realized what time is it. It's already twelve in the afternoon. It's the reason why I'm starving. 

 I immediately freshen up myself and check the dining room, but there's no one inside. I check the kitchen, and I see two maids doing the dishes. They immediately bow their head when they see me.

 "Lady Csille! Why did you leave your room? Are you okay now?" One of the maids asked anxiously. She keeps looking at my back. It's as if she is expecting someone will pop out from behind me.

 "I'm starving. Also, you don't have to worry about me. I'm already okay. Where are the others?"