No Romance, Please
Fate or accident? I don't know what it was. It played a cruel trick in my life and one day, I was not living anymore. I died! I got transmigrated into my favourite novel, ‘Romance, Please’! (Ok, I agree that it's not a good title but still, I used to love this story.) In the book universe, I pretended to be a princess, started to live in the palace, and even got my very own platinum tiara. I lived much better than in my previous life. But I had to pay the price... The book I loved the most wanted me dead, just for the sake of another character’s development. I had to die in two years, again for the story to progress. Should I wait and watch for the plot to kill me? That's not me! I just chose to rewrite the novel from scratch, together with the villain. Fates started to change. I was made into a queen, the sole ruler of my kingdom. Then again, I had to pay the price. This time it was to sacrifice my love. Plot twist, No Romance, Please, cause it's injurious to health. ************************************************************ Warning: This is a twisted, erratic, nonsensical romance book.
Torture
'The paintings! How the hell I forget that?' I hurried inside the cave. My legs paused.
She was peacefully lying on the ground. I couldn't see her face since she was facing the wall.
'Has she already fallen asleep?'
"Athena," I called her in a small voice. It was fine as long as she was asleep. I sighed and sat down near the other side wall. It was true that those paintings were explicit enough to make anyone uneasy. So I avoided looking at them at all costs and lay down, staring at the vault.
'Damn it!' I had to immediately sit up since there were paintings on the vault as well. 'Why do they have to make the cave so artistic?' I pressed my temple in annoyance. I could simply douse the torch but that might make her uncomfortable.