Princess Leah wrote a suicide note ahead of her wedding.... more>>
It was because she was certain that she would die after the wedding night; a miserable end of a princess who devoted her life to the country and to the royal family.
But before giving up her life, Leah planned her last revenge to the family, one that would surely leave them in ruins even after she became a cold corpse.
She would bring them shame by being a non-virgin bride.
“Why did you throw away your first experience? Don’t you just want to run away?”
“I… I want to die.” Leah impulsively confided to the man she slept with for one night.
House Targayel, the sword of the Emperor and the glory of the Empire.... more>>
House Targayel, whose name was respectable, was doomed. They weren’t just doomed, they were destroyed.
Just to make ends meet, Elje hides her identity and goes to war.
After returning home, Elje who made a name for herself through her amazing swordsmanship and gained a fortune thought that all she had to do was live a happy life.
Unexpectedly, a political marriage was arranged by the Emperor’s orders!
Her partner to be was Shan Crixus, deputy commander of the Imperial Army, who she saved in the war……
She reincarnated in a 19th-century male-oriented fantasy novel. But there was no heroine in this nasty and brutal B-rated dramatic story.... more>>
It’s because he had killed everyone.
In this hopeless story devoid of any dreams, she was destined to be eaten alive by the protagonist. But before she could even meet them, her house was ruined.
Be devoured by the protagonist, or starve to death?
After much agonizing, she decided to sell herself.
The main character sealed the deal with a price of 5 billion Marcas.
It’s not such a bad deal for both the hero and her.
“How could a woman who sold herself in the slums be more important than the Emperor’s name?!”
The voice belonged to a young knight. The other knights hurried to restrain him, but the beans were already spilled. The captain of the knights apologized with a cold sweat.
“I apologize, Your Grace. I have nothing to say. This is all due to my incompetence.”
“No, it’s finished.”
Zahid drew his sword as he spoke gracefully.
While the knights were at their wits’ end, I approached Zahid. He glanced back at me, before turning back to the sword’s blade that shone in the moonlight. I reached out to him.
“Give me the sword.”
“I don’t want to. He insulted you.”
“No, that’s not it.”
I looked directly up at the knights that spoke such insulting words.
“I’ll stab you myself.”