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System Bug: Heroine Forced to Marry the Villain

Why does the heroine have to marry the villain? It started just as a game, but now it's her new reality! Pandemic Year 5. Chiaki Spring is just freshly dumped from her years-long relationship. Humankind sees no future, and her working condition is miserable. She’s determined to start life anew by joining a metaverse called the Dome. Chiaki transmigrates into a strong and promiscuous heroine based on the action-adventure game she’s obsessed with. Unfortunately, System forces her to marry the villain character of the original game. Does Lance Hua put his heart into this marriage or view her as merely a tool for power? What big secret lurks underneath this scheming System? ================ Excerpt ================ "I'm not a sophisticated cook; my home cooking is so-so." "I can cook just fine." "Please split the house chores. With my guardianship duty, it's impossible for me to do the housekeeping alone." "Do you think I can't pay for cleaners?" Chiaki looked up from beneath her long lashes. "And lastly, um, don't force me in bed without my consent." The Evil Lord of the Northern region leaned closer, lowering his head until his dark irises turned blurred in her vision. "Do I even look like I want to sleep with you?" ======= This novel shares the same universe as my other novel, Taking Back This Battered World (TBTBW). However, you can read this transmigration novel without knowing the background in TBTBW first because I will re-explain the concepts and keywords as the story progresses. A bit spoiler: some characters from TBTBW will be briefly mentioned or make a brief appearance here. ======= Follow me on Insta: @heavenlyflower_sl Read my other novel: [FL] - shares the same universe as this novel Taking Back This Battered World ======= Cover not owned by author. Copyright goes to the artist who drew and posted it on Pinterest. Text made by logo design on Flamingtext.

HeavenlyFlower · 科幻言情
分數不夠
148 Chs

Only Lance Didn’t Make a Fuss

"There you are."

General Oriole Hart, standing in his best attire of golden coat and black Guardian uniform, walked to block her path. He wore a purple pendant on his chest. At a glance, Chiaki knew that the hue was because of the miniature fire of his innate power stored inside that glass pendant, glowing faintly in contrast with his black shirt.

There was no one else in the corridor to the library, other guests entertained themselves in the reception hall with food and dance. Because Chiaki didn't feel like blending with the crowd — she knew the majority of the people anyway, no need for networking — she retreated to the library. Oriole Hart seemed quite familiar with this particular solitude-loving trait of hers. He knew where to catch her.