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A fearless stuntwoman in her past life, she has now made a deal with the heavens to relocate her soul into a wealthy heiress. Instead of boundless riches, she finds herself inside the body of none other then the antagonist and villainess of a novel she once read, "The White Rose Blossom" . Her name now is Priscilla Marie von Haust and her problems can't be easily dismissed with breaking off her engagement to damn Crown Prince of the Empire. Since no one told her that reading the novel would not imitate the characters true actions! She in now trying to fix all the chaos 'Priscilla' had once created but in doing so she finds herself working alongside the dark but very handsome Duke of the North, Christian Blackwood. A man known for cruelty and also the one to have driven a sword in the novel. How is Priscilla going to survive?! "Welp, if I can't beat them, why don't I charm them!"
"What the fuck do you mean I can't go back!" Two men in white robes pull me back. Asshole were fucking strong as hell as I realize my struggles were pointless.
Fuck…feeling myself drain, but start up again as I saw through the damn portal my fucking body on the floor.
"UgH!!! You piece of shit!"
I couldn't seem to contain my anger.
How the hell could you even fucking explain this!
How the hell was this even possible!
Fustrating taking me to the floor on my knees.
I was so close.
So close to breaking the world recorder of becoming the first daredevil to accomplish a whooping four hundred and forty four stunts.
Tears! Tears of fustration as I was so close.
I was now dead.
Dead! Seeing my body on the floor all crippled out.
Ughhhh god how dare you! Leaping towards the damn culprit who was the cause of all this!
"Ahhhh, my lord, she going to kill me." The damn angel coward behind the tall man with a grander beard and a warm expression. Yeah, hide you you little bitch.
"Yeah you better hide you little bitch!" I spat out. If flames could come out of my mouth they so would.
"Ah Miss Hans please, please calm down. It was all a mistake." The old man spoke as if he could understand how I was feeling. Maybe he did realizing hwo everyone was revering him. Maybe he was god but I didn't care.
So close.
"Like hell I will, give me the bastard. I kill him to make us even!"
Here I was, in heaven, realizing that I had made actually made it. Given I assumed I would have been at the warmer place.
"Miss Hans, Fraud is one of our best soliders, I dearly apologize for this mishap." He soothingly said, "If you would like we can fix the situation."
"Like hell you can! Look at me!" I pointed again to the image of my corpse…ugh. Sniffling.
I was almost finish with it!
Almost.
"Don't distress dear, we have something better for you."
"Like putting me back in my body?" I hopefully ask, to see the side eyes and hearing the silence.
"Anything but that, Miss Hans." I couldn't stop it. I've never sob before. And now I was in heaven. Sobbing like a new born baby suddenly.
Whaaa!
What seemed like hours the old man patted my back.
"There…there child." He sighed, handing me a tissue.
"I was so close. You saw that right." I snorted, tear filling my eyes agains.
"Yes I saw child. We were all rooting for you." He said sadly, confirming what I already knew because I had asked several times now.
"I was going I going to make it right?" Blowing my nose in earnest. My face pleading at the old man face. Knowing he probably consule other souls for greater tragedies. But here I was, asking over my daredevil fail stunt, that had cost me my life.
Sighing deeply he finally answered.
"Yes my child." For some reason, I thought it was going help me get over my failed accomplishments. But once again the hiccups started. And I was again crying.
Whaaaaa!
