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Etoile: I will avoid death at all cost!

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[On HIATUS] "Who are you? ... Death?" "Most of the times. Not Today." --- [Previously Known as 'Choosing the Perfect Husband] Author: BerriApplepi IG: @berriapplepi Discord: https://discord.gg/z56kkGG Donate: paypal.me/berriapplepie Modern Fairytale series: The Devil's Sleeping Beauty (Sleeping Beauty) Ten Years Late: The Bullied Husband (Little Red Riding Hood) Beast Under Her Dress: Princess, Don't Run! (Beauty and the Beast) (Snow White) - Pending My Evil Cinderella:Taming a Villainous Wife (Cinderella)

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Chapter 1Spectator

The girl in the mirror was someone I never met. A foreign kid was looking back at me with the same expression I had on my face; surprised.

The child has shoulder-leveled red hair, as if it was kissed by the sun itself. Together with her red hair, a pair of red eyes stared back at her. Her eyes looked magical as if they were truly a pair of ruby gems. Her skin was as white as fresh snow. The first thing that came into my mind was Ariel; the Little Mermaid except for her eyes.

How could a child be this beautiful? It was unfair. It only gave me more insecurities when I remembered my real face.

Was this really a dream?

I pinched myself hard. "Ouch…"

The sting on my cheek was real. It didn't wake me up but only made me realize that where I was at that moment was not in the dream world.

I had read many transmigration novels in the past… was this something similar?

"Oh my!"

A woman's voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts, making me turn towards the person who entered the room and was now looking at me in shock.

The foreign woman was wearing a maid's attire which gave me an idea of her position. Despite the confusion inside me, I was someone who was used to hiding my emotions. That's why I have always appeared calm in front of others.

Another maid entered the room and gasped in disbelief, "Young miss, you're awake!"

How could I even understand what they were saying? The foreigners in front of me were speaking a language that didn't belong in my past world but despite that, I miraculously understood every word they were saying. It was strange yet amazing.

The first maid who entered the room hurriedly came over to check only the body's temperature by touching my forehead. "Thank goodness, the fever's gone!"

My eyes scanned the strange faces in the room. Now then… How should I extract information from this woman? Should I act like someone who lost her memories just because of a fever? That was going to be too much, right? But I don't have an idea of how the original soul acted before I entered the body. 

At that moment, I was placed in a difficult situation.

"Young miss, are you alright?"

No, I wasn't. How could I be alright when I found myself inside a child's body in a place where I didn't know?

'Can I jump on the balcony and stay dead this time?'

Wait… how did I even die in my world? The last thing I remembered was just falling asleep!

"Quick! Call the doctor! I don't think Miss Scarlet has recovered yet!"

"Y-yes!"

Miss Scarlet?

At the mention of the child's name, memories began flashing in my head all of a sudden which caused a sharp pain in my head, making me groan in agony.

"What's wrong? What's happening?" The maid was in a panic when she saw me in pain. She didn't know what to do. Her face turned pale.

The memories that slipped in my head were the memories from the body's original owner but I couldn't organize any of it all because of the sharp pain.

Just when I thought that the pain would never go away, it finally stopped as it did but my sight was slowly turning dark and I felt my body go limp.

'H-Huh…?'

The last thing I remembered was the maid's sallow face as she caught my body in her arms. "Miss Scarlet? MISS SCARLET!!"

Scarlett Brielle Trancy. This was a name I was familiar with since she was a character in one of the otome games I played. It's a story-based video game that was targeted towards women. Generally one of the goals, besides the main plot goal, was to develop a romantic relationship primarily between the female player character and one of several traditionally male characters.

Of all the characters I could be, why did it have to be the ruthless villainess?

A sigh escaped my lips. I woke up in the middle of the night in the same room I woke up earlier. Except for this time, it was dark. The only light that filled the room came from the moon which entered through the glass door of the balcony.

If I remembered the setting of the story correctly, the place she was in right now was in the kingdom of Clover. A magical kingdom that was blessed by the goddess Atria; the goddess of nature. As for Scarlet's background, her mother died after giving birth to her, making her the only child in the prestigious Trancy family. Her father, Duke Charles Trancy never remarried after his wife died. In fact, he buried himself with work which made him neglect his daughter. Because of his neglect, his daughter grew up to be a malicious woman.

Huh... to think that we have the same name. 

With the memories of the young Scarlet in my mind, I could tell that Charles didn't completely forget his daughter since she remembered receiving countless gifts from him. The only problem was… those gifts were never enough to make up for his company.

I didn't have a choice anymore but to live as the story's villain, Scarlet, now. Her ending might end in death so might as well see the story itself uncover before me.

Yes, just like any other story, the villain's ending was death. Even if Scarlet didn't become a villain, I was sure that she would still die because of how sickly the body was.

Dying from sickness should be fine… If death comes knocking on me earlier, then I would gladly accept it. At least in this world, I didn't have to kill myself. A natural death awaited me.

Now that I was going to take over this world's Scarlet's, things would be different. I knew what was going to happen and I decided to become a spectator in this world.

Anda Mungkin Juga Menyukai

Royal Secret: I'm a Princess!

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.

sola_cola · Fantasi
4.8
1015 Chs

Hades' Cursed Luna

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

Lilac_Everglade · Fantasi
4.4
212 Chs

Letters to Romeo.

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand! 

ash_knight17 · Fantasi
4.9
332 Chs

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