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Ysavel, an aspiring writer, wakes up one day inside the world of her own novel. She thought it's those typical transmigration story she have read. However, she was shock when she discovers that she's been cast as the villainess in her own story.


   "DON'T TELL ME I BECOME THE VILLAINESS OF MY OWN STORY?!"

  Shocked and dismayed, she realizes that the only way to return to the real world is to live out her role in the story. Initially, she accepts this fate, but things take an unexpected turn when the characters start deviating from the script.

   "I don't want another Queen. Youare the only one I want as my Queen, Csille." Prince Fraser whispered. 

   The male lead, who was expected to be annoyed by her constant pestering, instead becomes affectionate and attached to her.

  "It's inevitable, Lady Lauretré. You will still be the Queen, so I don't see any harm in what I said. Besides, I doubt the King or even the Crown Prince would be willing to change their minds about your engagement."

  The female lead, who was supposed to separate the male lead from her, begins to play matchmaker between the male lead and the villainess.

  What should she do? She couldn't get back to the real world if she didn't finished the story as the villainess. But how can she finished it if the two leads are not following the script? Help!!!




Still under revision but once done updates will be posted daily at 12pm ( GMT +8 ). 

Also, please check my other novel, Dimensions Apart. It’s a lighter novel compared to this one.

Credits to the rightful owner of the picture I used for the cover.

Why Did I Become the Villainess?

I stretched my arms and walked towards my room. It's already late, but I still need to work on the documents Lilla send to our house. I need to prepare all the papers needed for the joint project so we can officially start because the whole Kingdom will be busy next week for Prince Fraser's birthday banquet. So, I need to finish all the necessary documents.

I look outside the window of my room and sigh. "It's already late, and I still have a lot of things to do." I slump my body in my bed and close my eyes for a moment. "Just a few minutes. Let me just feel my bed for a few minutes. Then I'll start working after."

Rufus and I spent a few hours drinking and talking about things. He didn't mention anything about Princess Paislee, probably because he doesn't want to talk about it. And I don't want to force him to talk. I just made sure that he knew that I was always here for him.

: Dream