Lee family books, the book store Joo Hee ran for many years, is notified by a termination of lease out of the blue. Since she cannot sit on the street like a homeless person, Joo Hee visits Park Shin-woo, the owner of the building and chairman of Hansung Group. But the first meeting with the owner of the building turns into a naked meeting where she happens to run into his bare chest. What was even worse? He has even made a strange suggestion to go out with him for three times without any preconceptions.…. ... more>>

“Can I make a suggestion?”

“What?”

“If you go out with me three times, I will think about rewriting the Lee family books’s lease contract.”

This is the strange romance between Joo Hee, a woman who has to somehow keep Lee family books, and Shin Woo, a man who tries to tie her up.

‘Her Bizarre Night Guest’ <<less

She was not only reincarnated into someone who died in an absurd fashion, but she also took the crown prince’s place and went to the secret neutral territory, where male members of the five imperial families gathered. As a result, her childhood friends know her as a boy.... more>>

“Goodbye, guys.” she cried in front of her friends who she would never meet again. That was because officially, she (the prince) was going to die soon!

It was fun spending time with them, but she will never see them again. She hopes everyone lives happily!

***

After many years, her childhood friends turned heroes who defeated the wild dragon visited her.

“…Was it you? The one who killed my friend?”

“After killing the previous crown prince, the mu*derer is said to be living comfortably as a princess, right?”

“I will torture you, so much so you’ll wish for death.”

“Answer me. Why did you kill him?”

Of course, they didn’t recognize her at all. No, that’s not the problem… The problem is that her childhood friends are trying to kill her. Wait a second, guys! <<less

Rumors circulated that he only cared about money, had blighted affairs with his adulterous sponsors, and abandoned his fellow group members he had known for two-years after renegotiating a contract with a major entertainment agency.... more>>

He had taken possession of the body of a hopeless idol whose common moniker was "Beautiful Scum".

He thought he got blatantly ripped-off by signing that contract.

Everything aforementioned had been far from his actual self. He was a sob-story right out of a melodrama; not even close to being 'scum'.

This was the tale of how he, enraged by the body of the previous possessor's shitty life, personally took revenge for him.

So far, everything had gone accordingly. However, in the process, he gradually tamed the people around him.

He posed/masqueraded/feigned his pessimism as optimism.

Sometimes he appeared stoic, and other times cordial,
Whilst simultaneously acting innocent.
He was the sole person unaware of the harem that, little by little, began to encompass him. <<less

“Do you know what people call you?”... more>>

“What?”

“Douchebag.”

He gave me his devilish smile that always makes my toes curl.

Wearing a black suit like armour, he was like a giant castle surrounded by a fortress of iron. I took a step closer, wrapped my hand around his glossy tie, and yanked it down towards me. His lips curled and he lowered his eyes, his dark gaze was piercing my soul.

He grabbed my chin and hovered above me. Removing the remaining inches between us, he pushed his hot tongue into my open lips. Hidden beneath that ice-cold expression of his was a beast raging with desire.

I realised that arousing him was a mistake.

“This is the first time I’ve felt aroused from being called a douchebag.” <<less

During the reign of King Philip IV of the Capetian dynasty, Acre was in the middle of a war between the Sultan, the invader, and the Knights Templar, who were set on protecting the Holy Land.... more>>

The day Léa's family from the workshop decided to leave by boat to escape the threat of war, she was given the task to return the sword entrusted by the leader of the Knights Templar in place of her father, who was taking care of her mother who was about to give birth. Thus, Léa had to go out into the heart of the war.
However, as soon as she arrived with the sword firmly on her back, she witnessed the death of the leader. In the face of danger, she meets Baltha, the beautiful knight she has dreamed of since childhood.

But it wasn't the time to indulge in such sentiments.
The sword had lost its owner, and the atmosphere at the Knights Templar was somehow strange.

"It is dangerous to go alone. I will take you there."
"Thank you very much, Sir Baltha. How can I repay this favor..."

What Léa, who had returned to the workshop with Baltha, witnessed was a gruesome mu*der scene.
The only things that remained were the four year-old Rachel, and the shocking news conveyed by her younger sister...

'We have no choice but to silence every single person who has seen it!
Shouldn't the mission dedicated to God come first?'

That? Is it because of the sword the leader has entrusted to them?
The Knights Templar... Did they really kill her parents because of that sword?

'Should I bury the two of them?'

Léa's blood ran cold.
Because Baltha, who had escorted her back to the workshop, and was collecting her parents' corpses outside, was also a member of the Templars.

The great truth about the intrigue and the gods surrounding the Templars' holy relic.

It was the day it all started. <<less

Sin Woo-hyun – The third head of a syndicate, living his life through inertia. He visits the older sister of the man who drove his younger sister to her death and meets Yoo-hwa there.... more>>

Kim Yoo-hwa – A life full of wounds. She meets Woo-hyun while in deep loneliness and loves him.

Even if it’s not love,

Even if you don’t mean it,

It’s all right.

Because it’s you.

Because you were affectionate to me, who was hungry for affection. <<less

“Saint, you must marry me.”... more>>

Klaus Geshturn, God’s adversary who sought more than what was permitted to humans. He proposed to the fallen saint who had become useless, bringing about the decline of the religious order.

“Through this, our Antagon will shed the image of a heretic, and you, Saint, will be free.”

The moment Azniel, who had once rescued a wounded, emaciated boy with jet-black eyes and radiant blond hair a decade ago, saw him in the handsome man before her, there was no way she could resist taking his hand.

A prenuptial agreement filled only with favorable terms for her, a grand mansion, inexhaustible wealth in gold and treasures, and excessive generosity.

‘You will surely become free.’

Azniel believed the boy had returned to keep the long promise

“I asked my wife for nothing from the start.”

Until she faced the husband who never stood by her.

“You truly desire nothing… right?”

Everything the perfect husband offered tightened her throat and drained her dry.

And so, after exhausting her last purpose, Azniel left her husband without hesitation. There was nothing more for him to gain from this marriage, which had been her salvation in the mire.

But why?

“Even if I am repulsive, live by my side and disdain me.”

Why did he desperately seek her out?

“Please, don’t say that I was wrong….”

Kneeling at her feet and sobbing bitterly. <<less

I was a saint candidate.... more>>

I fell into a scheme and ruined the duke, my only sponsor, I was falsely accused of trying to mu*der Diana, my rival, and died a miserable death.

‘I’m not a foreign object in some kind of third-rate novel… Why am I dying so s*upidly and absurdly?!’

In that moment, I realized.

I’ve really transmigrated into a character in a novel!

***

Me, Belzeth. 5 years old.

I’ve regressed back to my childhood like a miracle!

I’ve decided to live well this time, learning from my past mistakes.

And the results are in.

The Duke who was always cold-hearted in my previous life keeps giving me gifts, I've become friends with the eldest son who gets killed because of me, and even the sickly younger son who was supposed to die early is healed.

“Great! Now I just have to avoid the dead flags!”

But.

The more I try to avoid the original storyline, the more I get involved with the male lead candidates…

And Diana, the kind heroine, turns into a harsh person who’s just after me?!

“I can’t hear my heartbeat.”

To make matters worse, even my heart is gone.

Damn it! I might end up being the villainess again and die!

“I don’t have a heart… I don’t have a heart… So I can’t feel pain…”

What a load of nonsense!

Please, whether you’re a goddess or whatever, just let me live a peaceful life! <<less