Summoned by a Pretend Villainess
[Status: Completed /02/14/24] Synopsis: When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death. “Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!” She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision. She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back. Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world? “What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay. The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned. *** This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^ The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you! - Cover is mine^^
128. The king's magic stones
Mona hit the count's face and kicked her legs, but the strength of the wind magic user was greater than her, thus, all her struggles were futile. She tried to bite his arms but even that was pointless, as the man's arms were as hard as rock.
"Let go of me!"
She grabbed his collar and did her best to choke him, but his left hand caught her wrists and pinned them against his chest, while his right clutched her shoulders, impeding her movement. She used her legs to kick him again.
With her unrelenting struggles, she slightly slid off from his grasp. She looked down and gave all her strength to that one kick she planned to attack.
She kneeled his manhood without hesitation.
He groaned and bent down without letting her shoulders go. She took the opportunity to hammer her head at the back of his, which ruined his balance and they both fell on the floor. She felt blood trickled down her nose.