I’ve reincarnated as the reverse harem game’s villainess, the one and only adopted daughter of the ducal Eckart family.... more>>

But the difficulty just has to be the worst!

Everything I do will only lead me to death.

I must be paired with one of the main male characters from the heroine’s harem before the ‘real daughter’ of the duke family appears!

Two older brothers who always pick a fight with me on every little thing.

The insane crown prince whose route will always lead to my death.

‘I only see the heroine and no one else’s wizard, and also her loyal s*ave knight, too!

‘First, let’s take some of them which I see no hope in, out of the list!’

“I didn’t know my place up until now. From now on, I’ll live as quiet as a mouse so you wouldn’t care the slightest bit!

But why do their interests in me keep on rising every time I draw the line?! <<less

“Walter, is taking my virtue still valid?”... more>>

Edith Lowell was sold as the fourth wife of an old Viscount.

However, the old viscount collapsed unconscious, and to top it off, she was threatened with bearing another man’s child as the Viscount’s heir.

But Edith knew. Every time she faced the stableman in front of her, reality faded away like a lie.

“Well then… undress.”

As a mere stableman, he had a more noble appearance than the Viscount himself. He looked like the first love she left behind, but even the way he spoke was different from other men.

“…Do what you want, Walter.”

As for when this matter would end, which was started for the sake of survival.

“Then, My Lady, you have given me permission.”

Even she herself was unaware of the consequences her decision would lead to. <<less

Before being born as Regina, she was an Empress in her past life named 'Yekarna'.... more>>

Having experienced the extremes of debauchery in her previous life as an Empress, she aims to lead a wholesome life this time around. However, her ill-fated connections from her past life, who have discerned her true identity, begin to approach one by one...

"Ask me to put it here, Your Majesty. I know you wanted it too."

"It's alright. If you can't remember me in your mind, I'll make sure you remember it in your body."

"You should be respectful with adults, Miss Heather."

"There's no need to surround yourself with many handsome men. But having me close by should be enough, right?"

Can she truly escape their clutches and attain a 'wholesome life'? <<less

Chloe, a playwright suffering from a long slump, applies for a job at a medical base in a war zone out of desperation.... more>>

In the midst of a fierce battle, she saves the life of an enemy soldier….

“Where is it written that you should resort to violence against innocent civilians from the enemy country…”

“But you don’t seem like just a civilian.”

What is the identity of this strange man?

A secret love story between a man and a woman from an enemy country in the middle of a battlefield. <<less

Her fiancé who went to war is dead.... more>>

And her fiancé's best friend, the new heir to the dukedom, has a proposition for her.

"You need a safe place, and I need an heir to carry on the family name. So how about we do this?"

Refusing the offer was impossible from the start. <<less

[We propose the betrothal between Araneth, the third of the Ludig family, and Saroban of the Leigro family.]... more>>

A marriage contract bound by the King’s decree.

It was nothing more than a high wall, taking away the things I loved and attempting to steal a handful of freedom.

The man outside the fence just laughed. The phrase I most frequently heard from him was: ‘Don’t do it.’

“How unlucky.”
“Show some respect, Neth. I am your betrothed.”

My freedom may eventually become yours, but my true love has been pledged to my sword.

I’ve dreamed of things women aren’t allowed to desire. To tear down the walls that confine me and to see his smug face filled with dismay.

But as I became a woman, and he became a man, Saroban Leigro started to act a bit strange.

“Stop there, Neth. Let’s talk before you go.”
“No, why should I? I dislike you.”
“To think you’ll have to veil your face and share forehead touches with a man you dislike. How pitiful.”

His presence still inflamed my anger to the point that it was going to burst.

“If you love the sword so much, then duel with me.”
“…What?”
“A sword duel, that thrilling feeling.”

Is he acknowledging my freedom, or is this another trap?

I’m not too kind to trust you, and you were too vile to let me go.

As time passed, I grew more afraid of you.

The strange heat in your gaze. The scolding in your tender voice. The cool honesty you shared only with me, everything.

For fear that I might no longer be able to hate you.

Lest I lose the strength to break through his cunning walls. <<less

Vivianne, a noblewoman, is bound by expectations to marry a prestigious suitor chosen by her family. However, a chance encounter with a man named Edmund, who she discovers is involved in intelligence operations, changes her perspective. Seeking protection from him, Vivianne strikes a deal, but as they spend more time together, she finds herself drawn to him against her better judgment.... more>>

Determined to become worthy of him, Vivianne takes a temporary leave, only to return to a shocking revelation: Edmund is not who he seemed. He is, in fact, the notorious leader of the underworld, Edmund Hiad Colt, the son of the empire's ruler. Their reunion exposes Vivianne to the dark reality of her fiancé's true nature, as he reveals himself to be both her betrothed and the man she knew from the underworld. <<less

“…Are you telling me to die?”... more>>

“Even if you die, your child will live as they wish, so isn’t it a profitable business? In addition, you get revenge on those who have shaken your life.”

The Emperor of Escliffe, Ivan Wade Escliffe, smiled faintly. His large hands were just warm and soft as they stroked the small face, unlike the coldness that mocks the heart of a mother begging for her child’s life.

“Devilish human. I hate you. Now, really…”

“To hate when your life is full of lies.”

Ivan whispered sweetly. Tears distorted by sadness, hatred, contempt, and self-destruction fell to the floor.

“I shouldn’t have met you…”

“It would have been better if you weren’t in this world.”

Two hundred years ago, God sent Amelia, a priestess with black hair and black eyes, to the Empire. She is a divine being who neither ages nor dies, and she has become a being who delivers God’s revelations to the earth.

No one doubted her existence.

“Yes. Die for my children. If you were that desperate, even the damned God would allow you to die. Isn’t that so?”

Except for one thing, the man in front of her was the one who made Amelia a woman.

At one time, she had thought she was glad that he had noticed that she was an ordinary woman, but now she didn’t know if that was really a good thing. <<less