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You Think I Won't Talk?

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · Fantasia
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592 Chs

Chapter 384

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*Snap!* *Snap! Snap!*

Since my life depended on it, I snapped my fingers and nails like the mister had taught me… like crazy as I ran into the forest that was the only direction I could run to.

'Sh*t sh*t sh*t!! What the hell?! I'm sure Theressa doesn't have a void for a face!!' — I thought as I ran desperate between the branches. Incredibly fast compared to how I would expected from this weak body.

'That thing actually came for me! Where is it?!? I saw it just behind me a moment ago!!!?.... Agh! I've been snapping my nails, mister! Where are you?!' — Scared since whatever was hunting me was creepier than last time, I felt my eyes tear up since I could tell this time was much worse a situation. Begging for Marianne's father to appear any moment now while I let myself fall to hide myself at a crack I found in the ground.