She wrote a letter there, at an antique storage box of books that I got by a mere chance, and a reply came back.... more>>

From the handsome playboy Prince, Archie Albert , the pathetic supporting character in “The Princess and the Knight,”

Cordelia had a dream that she had a conversation with the main character in the novel.

Prince Archie desperately needs the advice of Cordelia, who knows the future of his world.

The letters they send and receive through the storage box of books continue without knowing that they are staying up late at summer nights..….

To Archie,

Have you ever done that?

I was walking with someone, and there was a flower blooming on the road.

So you did it with that man?

To the low-life Archie,

You are really indecent, Prince.

I am afraid that I am a ‘woman’ who thinks too much about sleeping with a man whom I met for the first time.

Sleeping? I was talking about kissing.

Oh, kiss? <<less

Two lives and two marriages. All failed.... more>>

As her third life begins, Leah makes her mind up not to marry again. But this life is strange from the beginning!

Julien, a man who had been cold for a long time, turned into a sweet man. Leah makes a proposal to Julien, who is courting her passionately.

“I don’t know yet whether I want to spend the rest of my life with you or not. But one thing is for sure, I want to sleep with you.”

Juice dripped and his hands became sticky, but he didn’t care. The noon light came into the drawing-room in June’s middle of the day. The sun was shading his face, making it difficult to see his expression.

White, cold hands carefully peeled off the peach skin and put it directly into my mouth. As I took a bite of the peach, his long fingers lightly touched my lips. I can’t forget that moment.

Leah is getting married to a sweet, pure-hearted man, Julien. What is the secret of Julien, the perfect husband?

An endless love story that begins with a peach given by a friendly summer guest. <<less

Charlotte Blyth, a girl who dreamed of becoming a heroine in a romance novel. With her beautiful first love in her heart, she chooses to marry a great nobleman. Her life, which seemed to be happy, envied by many people, falls into hell one day.... more>>

‘My husband is dead. The body disappeared. Now, everyone doubts me.’

Charlotte Point of view:

Born as the fourth daughter of a fallen baron, she was chosen by Count Bell, the head of the highest family of the Esseln Empire for her outstanding beauty.

Contrary to the expectation that she would enjoy a rosy marriage, like the heroines of the romance novels she had been reading all the time, her marriage began to crack from day one.

As if it was an escape from such a marriage, she immersed herself in writing romance novels, and as a result, she succeeded in all her three published works.

The day when fate pushed her back, thinking of a new future, she faces a living room stained with blood.

Looking exactly the same as the plot written in her novel she wrote.

Frederick Point of view: Six years ago, he met her as a19 years old boy at a summer cottage in the countryside.

He also fell in love with her at first sight and sent a letter to her every night.

The two’s sincerity was conveyed to each other, and they thought that they were each other’s special person, but suddenly she married another man and left the village like that.

Six years later, standing in front of her, she has become a witch who killed her husband,

She hides her boyish smile behind her sullen and deep eyes, and he appears to be the only person who can save her. <<less

William In The Closet/To My Juliet Boy... more>>

Julia Green was a teenage girl who lived in California.

One day, an unknown but gorgeous boy emerged from her old closet.

On a birthday spent alone,

On a night without a dancing partner,

Whenever the dawn cried,

William would emerge from that same door and remain by Julia’s side, always and forever present in her time of need.

It was only natural for Julia to fall in love with him.

“When I am with you, everything becomes special.

The time, the distance, the scenery…

Even myself.” <<less