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.
[Bonus chapter]Pain and Scar
My eyes wandered to her hand. I've known her body had a few scars when I touched her two days ago. Still, I didn't get much chance to look at them in daylight like this, because of her fully covered clothes. Now, her sleeve only covered up to her wrist. But I couldn't help the urge to look at her scars.
"Wait outside," I got up and pushed Alastair out of the room. He didn't struggle much but looked a bit confused. I locked the door. Athena stood up from her seat confused. I dragged her to the part of the room where she won't be exposed through the window.
"Victor, what are you doing?" she confusedly asked, still in a low voice.