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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?

"CSILLE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? DID YOU SNEAK OUT AGAIN?" Father snaps at me the moment he realizes my disguise.

I smile awkwardly at Father. "Father, let me explain."

He just glares at me for a couple of seconds before he looks at the soldiers beside him. "Soldiers, make sure to bring Dame Csille home." He then gives me a deathly stare before he commands the remaining soldiers to continue their way out of the forest.

I look at Father's back and sigh. I am definitely doomed. If not because of the emergency situation of Prince Fraser, I'm sure Father would definitely drag me home on his own.

I bump my head to the nearest tree. "Why do I forget that I am in disguise? I should have kept quiet and bowed my head. Look what a mess you have made, Csille."

I was still busy scolding myself when one of the three soldiers, who was ordered by my Father to bring me home, suddenly spoke.

: Consequences