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Saving the Villain

The Devil’s Den was Cosette’s favorite webnovel that she had followed for three whole years. She waited for updates, wallow in those empty days during the author’s constant hiatuses, cry and laugh with the characters; it was already a part of her short life. Cosette really wished that the novel would never end despite that she was terminally ill. But after three years, The Devil’s Den finally came to an end. With a reader as invested as Cosette, she had mixed emotions about the ending. Not that the ending was disappointing, but what disheartened her was the ending of her favorite character; the villain Maxen Devilsin. One year later, Cosette took her last breath only to wake up in the body of the stunning Cosette Blac; the villainess of the novel The Devil’s Den, her second favorite character after the villain. Granted with the opportunity to live in the world of her favorite novel before the main story starts, Cosette had a plan. That was to simp over the characters and save her favorite characters whilst hoping that the female and male lead still have their happy ending. In a world that was already written and events that were expected to happen whether or not they wanted to, can Cosette change the course of their lives? Was overwriting the characters' fate could save them? Or would it just give them a much worse ending than what the author had given them? Watch Cosette as she tried to become the superfan and give the dark-themed story some light. ---- A part of the Wild Series: Wild Young Fan: Saving the Villain! Cover photo not mine. Credits to the artist.

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To be less greedy

"Hey, thank you for inviting us. We really had fun."

As soon as Asher tapped the answer button, these words were the first thing he heard from Cosette. His expression relaxed, and so were his tensed shoulders.

"No problem. You didn't have to thank me since you already know the Blacs were always at the top of the Quinn's invite list." A subtle smile turned up on his face, melting on the couch he was sitting on. 

Asher cocked his head back until the back of his head was resting on the backrest. His eyes fixed on the ceiling, holding the phone still.

"Why did you call? Did you just get home?" he asked, distracting himself from the previous phone call before this one. 

"Yes. We just got home," she said, making his brows raise.

"Just now? But you left early, didn't you?"