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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 · Fantasia
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144 Chs

The Castle of Red Riders

Athena looked up as we neared the main gate of that huge castle. The flag of red and gold swayed at the turret of the castle. The flag of the red riders...

The sun hadn't set yet. I looked forward at the large steel gate which could only be opened with the help of large mechanisms. Near the pillars by the gate, a pair of soldiers were standing and looking down at us. They seemed quite confused to see their princess with someone new. 

Soon, I brought my gaze down to the group who were standing by the gate, wielding weapons. I recognised a few faces in the crowd.

Arthur, Alastair and a seemingly angry Garry. Soon, Athena also saw them. She pulled Darth's reign and stopped him. 

"Let's walk from here, Victor," she turned to me. I agreed and got off the horse. 

I dragged Darth and followed her at a distance, trying to make things look normal to the other red riders who were standing by the gate.