nishidurani

Abigail Essendson, the prideful daughter of George Essendson, Duke of the Forchestire Empire, had everything, money, respect, a strong image in high society, and loving and caring parents.
But she made a mistake, she accepted the proposal for marriage by the archduke, Gerard Wiltshire, cousin of the crown prince.
The man wanted nothing but money to strengthen his power so that he could attack the crown prince, which eventually he did and took over the empire.
And that was the fall of Abigail’s family too, who was loyal to the crown. Her whole family was killed in the massacre. Her brother sacrificed his life to save hers. 
She blamed herself for everything as she was the one who chose Gerard over the crown prince. She trained hard, as a strong knight she was. She tried to kill Gerard by herself, but alas, she wasn't that strong to handle his whole army.
"Even if you will ever be reborn, you will never be able to defeat me. You and your family will die from my hands." Gerard laughed as she was taking her last breaths.
"I will. I will come back later to take revenge and will snatch everything back from you." These were her last words when she died.
But not like the books she read, she did not go back in time. Instead, she was born again in the 21st century as a doctor, but the guilt never left her alone. One day, as she tried to save a little girl, she got hit by a truck and was transmigrated back to her previous life as Abigail.
At last, God finally listened to her pleas. After she woke up, she was back in her previous life when she was 16. Would she be able to fulfill her wish this time?

Villainess Becomes The Knight

I was teasing her. There was no way that I would kiss her. My first kiss should be more memorable, more romantic and only with the person who loved me back. Hell! What was I even thinking?! I have missions to complete, and here I was fantasizing about being kissed.

My eyes went to her lips unconsciously. They were beautiful red cherry lips. I was sure that they would taste heavenly. But why did she have a wicked grin? Should she not be feeling embarrassed or more glaring at me!

Or did she finally remember the past. Whenever i used to ask her, she would have replied,

'You would take the initiative or shall I do the honor, your highness?' and I used to fluster and run away. A smile bloomed on my lips when I remembered those days.

"You would take the initiative or shall I do the honor, your highness?"  my eyes widened when she spoke the same words of my heart.

My grip on her waist loosened as I stood there in shock.

Using them!