Princess Leah wrote a suicide note ahead of her wedding. 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.
My name is Joo In-gong. The name that my parents gave me meant ‘protagonist’ of the world. Really? As anyone can predict, I was constantly teased due to my name. In kindergarten, elementary school, middle school and high school. If I went to university as planned then I would probably be laughed at there as well. So, at one point, I really hated my name. But not anymore. Now, I think slightly differently. Maybe being named Joo In-gong was a type of foreshadowing?
Navier was the perfect empress, however, the Emperor wanted a wife, not a colleague. And so, the Emperor abandoned Empress Navier and placed an ens*aved girl beside him. That was fine until Navier heard the Emperor promise the s*ave the Empress’ position. After many ups and downs, Navier decided she would accept being the Queen of the neighbouring country and remarry.
Living for the sole aim of escaping! ‘Light of Rusbella’ was a depressing romance novel. Wishing for a new life, Asili Rosé was reborn as the daughter of the 8th wife of the Estrian Emperor. She thought she was born with a golden spoon, but it was actually just a gilded spoon? Once she realized that nothing but ruin awaited, she found a diary foreshadowing the future… It foretold Asili’s death by the hands of the Crown Prince, Castor! [“What does the empire mean to you?” After asking this, the Crown Prince smiled so very beautifully. And then he killed me.] Unfortunately, Asili kept coming back to life, and continued to be killed over and over again. As she continued to relive her deaths, she slowly lost her smile and changed. …Let’s try to survive first. __ “What can I do for my elder brother?” “Well.” __ Pale sky blue hair fluttered finely in the wind. He smiled weakly, before parting his dry lips. “Call my name.” “…” My head quickly snapped up. “Call me… Amoru.” His fingertips skimmed along my inner wrist.