“Who is this woman?” ... more>>

After waking up at the hospital, Euris encounters a strange woman who comes to him. The woman claims he is her lover, but Euris doesn’t remember the other person at all…

“You really like me.”

A man who forgot everything and became cold, Euris den Astrian.

“You’re… You’re Euris, right?”

A woman who remembers everything, Radia Jean.

A turbulent time when mystery disappears and everything changes. A man who doesn’t believe in love and a woman who lives with the loss in her heart.

『Just, just cry once at my funeral.』

Where will the two lovers end when they start to fall apart? <<less

A replica of Marquis Kieran Vale, the son of the Marchioness of Vale, who she deemed a failure. That was all she was. No, she was now referred to as “he.” At least until she met Claude Del Ihar.... more>>

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Claude stared silently at the sleeping Canillian. His gold lashes created a soft shadow on a white face. No matter how much he despised outdoor activities, he was still too white and thin. No trace of puberty was evident on him, and above all, his scent was different from the usual smell of men’s sweat. Was it the scent of lavender blooming all over the Marquis’s work or the scent of poppies blooming in the river?

Canillian's soft cheeks brushed the tip of his nose, and instinctively, he bowed his head as if to savor the scent more. Canillian’s shallow breaths tickled his temple. His pulse began to race. Claude leaned further without thought. He wanted to enjoy it more. No, he really wanted to taste it. He was curious about what he’d taste if his tongue were to graze his skin.

I must be crazy… or going crazy, he thought. Claude sighed. He stared at Canillian once more, and heat started to invade his entire body, captivated by Canillian's lips which looked like it was glazed with honey.

Perhaps it was the hot atmosphere that caused such reaction from him, he reasoned out. If not, by no means… he wouldn’t have thought of wanting to kiss this guy. <<less

"I have something to say."... more>>

It wasn't a mutter. Elaine gazed earnestly at her fiancé, but he didn't even turn his head.

"It's important, Blake."

He narrowed his eyes as if annoyed, exhaling a sigh.

If she couldn't say it this time, there might never be another chance. She had only one year left.

"Please break off the engagement, Your Grace."

"If you're trying to attract my attention again, please stop. I'm tired of it now."

As if a perfect mask had shattered, Blake's face contorted. To think she had worked so hard to marry such a person.

Suppressing the desire to flee, Elaine said with difficulty, "Break off the engagement. Really."

Now, I won't love you anymore. <<less

At the tip of the man’s sword, the corner of the glass tank, where not a speck of light had penetrated, cracked with a sound.... more>>

Dark hair and dark eyebrows like the jet-black sea. Underneath, golden eyes shaped like the full moon stared slowly at the mermaid.

“Take it out. Alive.”
He saved her from the darkness.

“Melusine. That is your name from now on.”
The man gave her a name.

She could watch him all night, every day and never get tired of it.

“It’s good…”
It’s as if ripples were tickling around her lips. It felt like it was flowing down her heart.

The woman had a hunch. She finally met her long-awaited serendipity, her destiny. <<less