I’m Selena, a daughter born to a family well-known for their fertile women. I was all but sold off in a marriage to a sickly duke whose life hung in the balance, all for the sake of producing an heir for his family. They provided me a medicine purported to aid in pregnancy, and the astrologist advised me good days for sleeping together, but… there was no child. “So, are there any signs of pregnancy?” “Ah, I-I’m sorry.” “You’re useless. What luck do you think won you the position of the duke’s wife?” I couldn’t say a word. ‘No, excuse me. I only have to look at the sky to pluck a star. That’s how I attained this position.’ * [(metaphor) Lit. Plucking a star from the sky: something that’s difficult to get/achieve) *** A husband who doesn’t like touching me in the least. But he’s still pitiful so let’s at least make him healthy by feeding him nutritious food, getting him to exercise, and I’ll taste test any doubtful food first personally. Once he recovers from my extensive efforts, I’ll sign an annulment paper and flee, but… “You agreed to a contract to bear me an heir. But to think you would go back on your words…” Although he’s in good health now, my “former” husband has become a bit too healthy. “You’re healthy now!” “The duties of marriage are sacred. I will collect my dues.” “Wait. Wait! But we’re divorced? We’re no longer husband and wife…” He smirked then took a piece of paper from his breast pocket and tossed it to me. “We aren’t divorced yet.” Huh?!
As if being reincarnated in the slums wasn’t bad enough, I became the test subject of a cruel experiment in a crime-plagued city.One day, a man destroyed the research facility I was in, and upon recognizing him, I discovered I was in the world of a hopeless reverse harem novel.After I escaped from the research facility, I was living a normal life–until I moved in right next to the female lead’s house. I realized I’d become an extra from the novel, as well as the female lead’s neighbor!If everything goes according to plan, the female lead would save the villain, who fainted after being fatally injured, and would become the subject of his fanatical obsession.But why is the sub male lead villain here, unconscious in front of my house?Lakius Avalon was the king of the dark world, as well as the fearsome man I’d met at the research facility.I looked around quickly, then shoved his body with my foot.”You’ve come to the wrong house, villain.”
other name: ????? ??? ??? ?? ??? In a romance novel full of shoveling and misunderstanding, she possessed Namjoo’s younger sister. Fallen in the novel, I took off my feet for the frustrating main couple, but on the day of their engagement , the main characters declared their breakup! And at the center of it was the heroine’s older brother, ‘Aiberg Raphael’. The monster duke, aiberg was quite a ‘siscon’… … . In order to get rid of ‘Siscon’, wouldn’t it be reasonable to just do it? “What is the Duke’s ideal type?” “A woman with red hair and eyes resembling blazing fire, and who will not be discouraged by whoever stands before me. Ah, when I say this… … You look like my ideal type.” I was just trying to prevent the breakup of the main characters, but did I cheat on the female protagonist’s brother without knowing it?
In the fairy tale, the lady and the prince greet the ending that lives happily ever after. The life of Extra Lynette is not over yet, At the end of the fairy tale, she is left alone to make a pledge.
Read manhwa Love Hawk / 사랑의 매 After suddenly dying at the age of 17, Emily opens her eyes again as Jane, a poor fallen noble. To survive, she needs to find a job. As a noblewoman, being a tutor seems like a simple enough job. However, the student she has to teach is the only successor of Duke Kleinfelt – Samuel Kleinfelt. The ill tempered child in front of her is the man who cut off her neck in her past life and was the worst enemy who ruined Lindell, the Dukes family. ‘Alright, I’ll raise this brat well and prevent future tragedies.’ ‘Call me Teacher Jane. Teacher Jane.’ ‘What an eyesore. Die, old maid.’ His words are like those of a beast and his attitude is savage. Can I really tame this scoundrel?
Don’t do that too much. Poor maid The day after I commented on the pity of the extra maid, who even the author had forgotten. He has possessed that poor maid, Maria Mayer. Due to the convergence of its presence to 0, it even acquired the title of ghost. Still, I thought that I could do my job with sincerity, but people who were interested in her began to appear. Even the future princes and grand dukes! “Can’t you feel the presence? What the hell is your identity?” With the Crown Prince Elias who was half interested and half wary about Maria’s identity, he wanted to keep him by my side. “It doesn’t matter that I don’t remember. In the future, you can make sure you don’t forget me.” Archduke Dietrich approached with a smile as if he knew it even though it was the first time he had seen it. me, i… … I’m just an ordinary maid 1 (Special: Ghost)! 처음부터 여기 있었는데요
Read manhwa Opening My Eyes, I Was a Princess! I was reborn as the youngest daughter of the royal family?! Expecting to be showered with love and luxuries, I found myself gravely disappointed when my father seemed to have no interest in me. Not only that, but what’s going on here?! “I’m thinking of marrying you off to the Imperial Emperor.” How could you say such a thing to your newborn daughter?!
Read manhwa How to Change a Path Full of Thorns Into One Full of Happiness / 가시밭길을 꽃길로 바꾸는법 I am Karne Pivoine Feian, a poor and pitiful princess in hiding. Due to some unfortunate circumstances, I’m currently residing in the house of a Baroness under a hidden identity. I promised I’d do anything they asked me. But I didn’t think I’d be asked to do things that would put my life in danger! As expected, freeloading in someone else’s house is no easy feat. I’ve got no choice. I have to find a way to reclaim my identity! One day, a handsome man approached me to offer a deal. “I’ll give you an unimaginably great reward if you bring me what I ask of you.” I think I’ve already found my reward, though! I’ve not only gained money, but an absolute hottie as well. Will I finally be able to walk down a path of happiness?
Read manhwa I Am the Evil Wife of a Young Husband / 아기 남편의 흑막 아내입니다 This is your wife. She is yours. Play with her until you get bored.” Mother-in-law, is that really something you should be saying to your barely 10 years old child? My young husband stutters. Has a face with scales on it. Hands with scars on it. I worked hard to look after my husband who looked like that. “Keep eating. You have to eat a lot so you can be taller than me.” “Do I have to be taller than Cheria?” “…” “I- I like that Cheria is taller than me…” Did I work too hard? Where did my soft and squishy husband who used to be so fluffy go? Instead he just became a slightly insane man. “Did they die? It’s become easier now.” “…What?” “People who look at human lives like they were bugs. That’s the type of person I think is trash.” Is he watching what he does around me?
<div class="post-title font-title"> <h3 class="h5">I Met the Male Lead in Prison</h3> One day, I opened my eyes and found myself in… prison?! That’s right. Out of all the characters I could’ve reincarnated into, I woke up inside a 19+ rated romance novel as the villain’s younger sister. To make things even worse, I was locked up inside the infamous Kambrakam Prison for my brother’s crimes. Deep within the very same prison lies Henrich Doran von Hel, who’s rumored to be suffering from a curse that turns him into a beast. In the original novel, he’s supposed to meet the female lead and spend an erotic night with her here in prison… but of course, the plot’s gone awry thanks to my existence. What kind of future lies in store for me now that I’ve gotten myself tangled up between the novel’s greatest villain and its male lead?! <ul> <li>감방에서 남자주인공을 만났습니다</li> </ul> </div>
“I need a fake fiance to protect me!” After her mother’s death, Elladis(Ella), who had fallen from her father’s favor, was reduced to being a maid under the abuse of her step-mother and sisters. Her stepmother wasn’t satisfied to treat Ella as her maid, so she forced her to marry a gambler-crazy Viscount. The only pleasure for Ella, who lives a difficult life, was the country’s hero, Archduke Wellington. Ella goes through each day memorizing anything about Archduke Wellington. However, a man, who is her husband only in name, sells Ella to his gambling debts, and Ella, who runs away with the intention of dying, returns to the age of 18 after a desperate wish. The opportunity came once again like a miracle! She decided not to live the way she used to, until Ella inherited her mother’s legacy. 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His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight for You! Waking up as the descentand of a Nobel family of traditional Chinese medicine, Han Fei found herself unable to bend down and see her toes.
