I found myself transmigrated into a novel full of obsession and tragedy, but I didn’t care one bit. I was neither the heroine nor the villainess; I was just a passing noblewoman. I felt a bit of remorse for the heroine, who would rescue a child and suffer at the hands of the villain, but the male lead would save her in the end, anyway.... more>>

I had nothing to worry about in my life.

“This is insane! Are you crazy, Brother?!”

Until my lunatic older brother came to me and said, “I have a gift for you!” and brought THAT child!

“Doesn’t he resemble that stray cat you used to like when you were little?”

Whatever! Take him back right now!

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‘It’s fine, as long as I don’t get caught…’

I pretended to help the villain, who was madly looking for his missing younger brother, while I secretly kept an eye on him.

I was determined not to hand the child over to a human who wanted to use his little brother as a pawn in war, but…

“Rayna, tell me.”

His grip on my ankle grew stronger.

“Why do you keep lying to me and hiding Calyx, my little brother?” <<less

A witch who killed a couple hundreds of people. A rare mu*derer. The illegitimate child of the late Duke Amber. Beatrice Amber has returned thirteen times for unknown reasons.... more>>

In her first life, she was executed for killing a priest and in her second life, she was executed for mu*dering her husband. In one life, she left her family, lived in a remote land, and died of old age. She was mu*dered in another life, and another where she eventually killed herself.

But when she wakes up, it’s always back to the same time as always. At 9 a.m. in January, when she turned 18. Tired of everything, she lived her thirteenth life as a witch. I killed if I had to, and I killed when someone asked me to. Beatrice was notorious as a witch who killed more than 100 people and was executed once again.

And I woke up again at 9 a.m. in January when I was 18 years old. I have to find a way to die. <<less