With the marriage of her prostitute mother to the Count, Aria's status in society skyrocketed immediately. After leading a life of luxury, Aria unfairly meets death because of her sister Mielle's schemes. And right before she dies, she sees an hourglass fall as if it were a fantasy. And just like that, she was miraculously brought back to the past.... more>>

"I want to become a very elegant person, just like my sister, Mielle."

In order to face the villainess, she must become an even more wicked villainess. This was the new path Aria chose to take revenge on Mielle who mu*dered both her and her mother. <<less

I’m Jubelian? The daughter of the duke and the villainess of this novel?... more>>

I managed to avoid my death with some previous knowledge about my life, as this was my second time at it. Now, I should be able to live a peaceful life!

“I’m not going to marry a man unless he has everything. I want the most wealthy, famous, and competent man there is.”

I dreamt of a glamorous life as the daughter of the duke, but my father tells me the Crown Prince who is known to be a lunatic is to be my husband! As an extraordinary measure, I couldn’t help but start a contract relationship. That is, with a handsome side character that looks better than the main one.

“Why are you trying to avoid being engaged to the prince?”

“He’s scary. I heard that he even kills his own entourage if he doesn’t like them.”

A few days later, the prince sent a terrible letter to me.

“I will not kill you.”

Oh no, did I set up another death trap for myself?

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To sort out confusion;
Promo artist: Pig Cake
1st Novel Cover Artist: N/A
2nd Novel Cover Artist: SUNA <<less

Others usually appeared as human when they possessed a character in a book, but I possessed a doll.... more>>

It was also a favorite doll of the tyrant whose neck went flying because of the male lead.

‘I’ve already died once, but I don’t want to die again!’

To survive, I must edify the tyrant.

To do that, I must first move my body… What? Oh, it’s moving?

“Are you really Chloe? No, who are you?”

A young emperor of the Burgundy Empire and a tyrant with the end faith of dying. Reclaim my body while edifying him!

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The hair was not black.

Instead, it was shiny gold. It was the same color as the doll.

Standing still, panicked, Declan asked again in a trembling voice.

“…Chloe, are you really here? But why do you look like a doll?”

From the time the doll moved its hand, he had an expectation that Chloe might have been in it.

In such a situation, although it looks translucent, there is a person who looks exactly like a doll, so it is worth expecting that it was Chloe.

Because in the end, people just believe whatever they want to believe.

“I am not the princess.”

His eyes greatly shook at the firm answer. <<less

In order to receive love from her father, Keira tried her hardest to live the life of a perfect, submissive daughter. However one day, Cosette appears claiming to be his real daughter and Kiera is executed under the assumption that she is a fake.... more>>

In the last moments of her life, Cosette whispers to Kiera, “Truthfully, you were the real one.”
Kiera, recalling those words, returns to the past. Although revenge is important, what does it matter who is fake and who is real?
Now that I have been given a life again, I will live it freely for myself!

A cute female protagonist’s coming of age romance who has never made friends. <<less

“From today onwards, the sinner’s statuses will be stripped, and his female ward will live as a low-leveled maid at the Royal Palace.”... more>>

Stellen Kingdom, Ayla Serdian who was the daughter of the most reputed Count.

Because of her father’s embezzlement of a national treasure, she lost her noble status overnight and became a maid at the royal palace.

A man approaches her. Theon Ennedi, the grandson of the King of the Stellen Kingdom.

“If you ever eavesdrop again on the royal family, you won’t come out unscathed.”

He, who was cold at first, says something unexpected.

“If you tell me to stop… I won’t push it.”

Soon the distance between them slowly shrunk, enough for their lips to touch. The light mint scent coining from him tickled Ayla’s nose. As Theon’s unusually rough breath caressed her forehead, her whole body tensed up, holding her gasp.

“I wish you would look at me.”

“…”

“If you don’t like it, I will stop.”

Her reason was telling her to refuse him. But under the control of Theon’s voice, asking for her permission as if taming her, the words hardly came out. “I do not… hate it.” <<less