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How The Princess Rewrote Her Tragic Ending

[ILLUSTRATIONS INCLUDED: Chapters with illustrations are marked with the '*' symbol!] >Short Excerpt: She brought her face up close to mine, only leaving an inch or two to spare. My eyes widened as I got an up close view of her iced ones. My, they were absolutely gorgeous. Your Highness, you know, don't you? I furrowed my eyebrows, suddenly uncomfortable in her presence. "You know, right?" she repeated, holding my gaze. "You are aware of the tragedy that is yet to befall you, aren't you? In a year's time, you'll be dead. You'll die, do you get that? You'll be sacrificed to your ancestors’ so-called 'God'." ———–⬇SYNOPSIS⬇——————– When average highschooler, Seonhee Lim gets thrown into the world of her best (and only) friend's favorite novel, "The Blessing Of Wisteria", she finds herself in a very threatening situation. She doesn't recall a thing about the contents of the novel, but what she does remember is that the role she possessed right now, the one which belonged to Crown Princess, Cynthia Amaryll Klaern, won’t stay around for long. Filled with thrill, mystery and drama, will Seonhee find a way to prevent her imminent death or will she find a way out of it with the help of someone special? ________________________________________ Discord: Suoshi#8929 CHECK OUT MY SECOND NOVEL: GHOST DETECTIVE: Li Xiajun (Cover taken from Pinterest!)

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Broken and Miserable

I stirred a small cube of sugar in my tea and watched it disintegrate into nothingness. 

"So," Mama said as she smacked her lips after taking a sip of her own tea, "Spill, from the top."

I kept stirring my tea, because it gave me something to do with my hands. "Before I begin, I want to say that I'm very sorry-"

She tutted at me. "I don't want to hear some sob story. Get straight to the point."

I stopped stirring my tea. There was nothing to stir in anymore, after all. Slowly, I took a deep, much needed breath and looked Mama Ruth straight in the eye. 

"I found your diary in the attic one morning," I started eventually, not being able to bear the accusing look in her eye. "I was bored, so...so I started reading it, soon realizing it wasn't an ordinary book. Honestly, I hadn't even reached the part where you revealed your actual origin until last night."

Mama took a long hard gulp of tea. "Last night? What happened last night?"