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.
Worthy
Victor stepped back and I felt the cold breeze reach me through the window touching my back. It felt suddenly so cold. Unbearably cold. I wanted him to stay. I wanted to stay in his embrace, warm and cosy. But there was no way we could do that as the princess who ruled the nation and the field marshal who led the army. My lashes lowered realising he was leaving my chamber. My eyes focused solely on his retreating footsteps.
Before too long he paused. He paused and stepped forward, much abruptly. I made me look up and before I could see his face, he had walked so fast and grabbed the back of my head with one of his hands and my waist with the other. His lips had already taken in my lips in a hasty kiss.
Totally unexpected, but much needed.