I Became the Wife of a Tragedy’s Main Lead Living alone as an abandoned princess of the Kingdom of Anzak, I discovered I was in fact in a trashy novel that appeared in my dreams one day. My half-sister was the novel’s heroine, while the male lead was well-known to be cruel and heartless. I was just an extra who died before all the drama started. Sold as a scapegoat for the Halvenkia Empire’s peace treaty, I was destined to die, unable to escape my fate. “I’m the only man in Halvenkia who’s still single. Don’t you fancy me?” But all of a sudden, the main character wants to marry me. Your first love, first kiss, and first fling are all with the heroine, but could I take them all for myself? Alexia, struggling to alter the story in order to survive. Tervion, wanting to keep her all for himself. And Ophelia, the unknown heroine. The original story has now begun to flow in a completely different direction. This is romance fantasy which covers Alexia and Tervion’s dreams and fantasies, as the only ones in each other’s eyes.
Bai Wu, who is frustrated with his life in the real world, suddenly gains the ability to see the success rate of events. Use the success rate to reach the pinnacle of life! 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As usual, I was going home from work. But suddenly I had an accident. Before I left, I heard someone’s voice in my head. [I’m Elsia Artise, please save him, please, you can do it!!] That was the last thing I was aware of before fainting. After opening my eyes, I found myself in a different place… This place was in a novel that I read before that accident happened! I already possess the body of Elsia, who will die as soon as the novel begins. There’s only one thing I can do to survive. It was following Elsia’s request and distorting the original! First, it was to save Ixion, her unrequited love, who was assassinated and killed. “Prince, I am here to warn you of the assassination that will take place today.” I succeeded in saving him by using information from the original, I just want to live a comfortable life that has nothing to do with the original. Until I received a letter… “I owe you a lot of favors. I hope you will come to the capital immediately because I want to repay this favor with a marriage.” Ixion’s marriage proposal, which I thought was the end of our relationship. “Prince, I didn’t save you so you could propose to me?” Can Elsia peacefully refuse his marriage proposal and return to her comfortable life?
As Usual, I Was Going Home From Work. But Suddenly I Had An Accident. Before I Left, I Heard Someone’s Voice In My Head. [I’m Elsia Artise, Please Save Him, Please, You Can Do It!!] That Was The Last Thing I Was Aware Of Before Fainting. After Opening My Eyes, I Found Myself In A Different Place… This Place Was In A Novel That I Read Before That Accident Happened! I Already Possess The Body Of Elsia, Who Will Die As Soon As The Novel Begins. There’s Only One Thing I Can Do To Survive. It Was Following Elsia’s Request And Distorting The Original! First, It Was To Save Ixion, Her Unrequited Love, Who Was Assassinated And Killed. “Prince, I Am Here To Warn You Of The Assassination That Will Take Place Today.” I Succeeded In Saving Him By Using Information From The Original, I Just Want To Live A Comfortable Life That Has Nothing To Do With The Original. Until I Received A Letter… “I Owe You A Lot Of Favors. I Hope You Will Come To The Capital Immediately Because I Want To Repay This Favor With A Marriage.” Ixion’s Marriage Proposal, Which I Thought Was The End Of Our Relationship. “Prince, I Didn’t Save You So You Could Propose To Me?” Can Elsia Peacefully Refuse His Marriage Proposal And Return To Her Comfortable Life?
<div class="post-title"> <span style="font-size: 16px;">To Nivea, the world seemed like an eternal winter. Her parents and maids had given her the cold shoulder ever since she was a baby. When she fell down in the snow, no one spared her a glance. It was truly a dreadful winter.</span> </div> <div class="tab-summary "> While living day to day like a doll on a display shelf, Nivea was engaged as part of a pre-natal agreement between her father and her fiance’s father. Her fiance was a Wistash. Duke Valor Wistash. As in the prelude to every tragedy, it all began with a damned love. “Love has its moments. You missed them all, and now I don’t love you anymore.” Niveia said to her fiance who had never once looked at her for the past decade, then left the Empire for the neighbouring country where she was welcomed with open arms. She didn’t expect anything there and was simply planning to live quietly but the Emperor’s attitude towards her was exceedingly friendly. “I want you to be happy. You can wish for anything and do as you please. I want to give you a season where you don’t have to be constantly wary of other people.” After meeting Arendt, Nivea’s winter began to overflow… into spring as the snow began to melt. </div>
I was the one abandoned, yet I seem to have grown up the most mentally stable! I was ordered to serve my fake counterpart as her maid, so I decided to go undercover. But something\'s off with my former family. Whatever, it\'s not my problem! So, I just focused on my task... \"Are you really not going to live with us?\" The eldest, who used to show obsessive control over the fake, started acting strangely toward me. \"I never thought I’d feel such camaraderie and trust with the opposite sex. You’re strangely too comfortable.\" The second brother, who was on the brink of falling into darkness, managed to get back on track thanks to me. \"I didn’t come here to help them film their regret-filled family drama.\" I tried to ignore everything and quickly moved on to my next mission… but why do I keep running into people whose lives are completely messed up? Why is everyone in perfect need of saving?
Even though the harsh reality feels like living as a beggar, to think that the end would be death from overworking! If it’s going to end like this, I should’ve been in a lot of relationships, but wait, oh my... who are you in the mirror? I’m a little flustered but this body… it’s really pretty! It feels like I’ve been transmigrated into a romance fantasy novel. Since I’m already like this, should I enjoy the romance while I’m at it? “But which novel did I get transmigrated into?” I’ve read dozens of books where the ‘Northern Duke’ and ‘Childhood Friends’ exist, I’ve read so many with a black-haired male lead and a blonde female lead, Ah~ I don’t know!! For now, let’s start by conquering the male characters! “I already have a promised marriage.\" “I volunteered for the Western Guard. We won’t be able to meet for several years.” What is this, is this really a romance fantasy novel? Why is everyone running away?! In the first place… was I really transmigrated as the female lead? What kind of novel is this!!!!
A man who no longer can turn a blind eye saves a girl who\'s being bullied by the other classmate, but little did he know.
I was reincarnated as “Luxe,” the villain with the “Evil Eye” that appears in the game, but I didn’t want to meet a miserable end after being reincarnated into my favorite game! I decided to find happiness, I started training in “Dark Magic” from that day on in order to fight off the forces that attacked me insearch of the Evil Eye. And eventually, I’ll become a mob that watches over… my favorite characters! This is the story of how I, who was reincarnated as the villain of my favorite game, and my efforts to change my fate.
I Will Be Next to the Main Character / I Will Just Stick to the Main Character / I Will Stick to the Protagonist / 주인공 옆에 붙어만 있겠습니다 She became possessed by a madman who plans to kill more than 10 of her fiancées alone. They say that there is no medicine for being bitten by a mad dog, and I ‘m trying to get a free ride on the main character’s world domination… . “You are really weak.” … Could that be unusually strong? Why do you keep taking me with you, saying it’s useless? Can’t I just take the bus comfortably? “Are my hands too cold?” “no.” “… … But why do you keep trying to let go?” “That, that’s it, just to stroke your head for saying you did a good job!” I pretended not to be scared and replied confidently, and Sirius laughed as if he was doing something cute. Although he was young, his handsome face was already dazzling. If he hadn’t been covered in blood, he would’ve been pretty. “yes? Then go ahead and praise me.” Don’t pretend to be friendly all of a sudden, you madman. Elena’s hand trembled and landed on top of her silver hair.
