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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.

DyaAran · ファンタジー
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Where is he?

I woke up from sleep only when I felt this unbearable pain in my hands. Both of my hands ached. I had no idea how long has I been lying down on the bed. One by one, I remembered everything. Everything including how Victor and Alastair were about to kill each other in front of my eyes. How at the last moment, I barged in since Alastair's sword had already left his hand and grabbed Victor's hand. I remembered everything and I was more than sure that Victor would want to kill me because of it. He was already so possessive of me and jealous of Alastair, now that I've done this, there's no way he'd forgive me. Was there?

This very thought was way too painful than the cuts on both of my palms.

But was there a better option for me? There wasn't. With this thought, I sat up on the bed looking at my bandaged hands. They were now tied with two clean white cloths. It was still so painful despite I remember someone making me drink that pain killer medicine. It was so painful.