Obliviousstudent

"If anything he doesn't love me as much as he loved you, I have seen Asher in love. He becomes the softest and gentlest person to the one he loves, but he isn't like that with me. he thinks he loves me but he doesn't-"

"That is because he wants to be loved in return" Sabine stated.

Isabelle looked at the other woman, "what do you mean?

"That look in his eyes when he stares at you? He loves you so much that he is scared of getting hurt, he is afraid that you would not love him back the way he loves you. If there is something I have noticed with Asher is that he sacrifices himself for me, he did the same thing for Giselle too, but with you, he just wants to be loved back."

"And that is supposed to be better? He worshipped you two and for me?"

"He didn't worship us, Isabelle, on the contrary, you are the one being worshipped. There is nothing more beautiful in this world than to love and be loved. He did not need us to love him back, he did not require our love but he pines for yours. You can see vividly how he searches and does everything he can to receive even a sliver of your affection. You have more power over his sanity, peace of mind, and happiness than Giselle and I combined wished to have. Isabelle, you have it all, every single part of Asher's heart and soul, and as hard as this is to say, you have to stop breaking it."

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This is a love story, a story of fate and fiction, where lifetimes come to play. Do you believe in soulmates? What if you have to endure three lifetimes to end up with your soulmate?


Isabelle has suffered heartbreak her past two lifetimes, even though she only remembers one lifetime. Her fate was so twisted she ended up the victim of an ambitious author. When her world is turned into a novel she does not end up as the main lead, hence she does not end up with the male lead, what is worse is that she becomes a cannon fodder that ends up dying tragically. 

She reincarnates when a transmigrator possesses the body of the novel's second female Lead, Sabine. With another chance she falls in love with the male lead, her fiance once again. But just like in her first life he doesn't even notice her as more than a nuisance, in fact, in this life she dies by his hand.

Now she has reincarnated for the third time, and she remembers her past life, she knows her life is fiction and made for mere entertainment but she cannot accept such a tragic fate again. In the first life, the male lead ended up with her cousin the female lead, Giselle. In her second life, he was in love with the second lead, Sabine. All this when she had the most claim to him as his fiancee' but he manages to break her each time. In this life, she is not going to make the same mistake. Each time she loves him she dies, but not this time.

But what happens when he finally wants her? What happens when he remembers his past lives and confesses that she is the one he has wanted all along?

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Make no mistake, this is not your normal storyline. The first volume is written in the first person and the main villain is not introduced till volume two. It is a SLOWBURN romance and the story picks up in volume two. But this author promises it is not a read you will regret.

It is different but worth it, a deep storyline with flawed characters who make real mistakes and have real stakes and pressure on them. 

Stay for the journey and you will never regret reading this at the end, in fact, you won't be able to forget it. A lot of life lessons, but you must be patient through the ride.

If superficial and shallow plotlines are what you want then this read isn't for you, but if you are tired of the same old thing then try these. Same concept but with an incredible twist. This author hopes you see this book for what it is. A lesson.

What the heart wants:Reincarnator meets transmigrator

I will get back at that horrible bitch for this. The gentle reminder at the back of my mind that informs me I would be working for the rest of my life if I break a single thing in this room is what restrains my violent outburst. I mean what have I ever done to deserve this?! This humiliation! What? A harlot? Harlot? I mean who says that anymore? Even calling me a whore doesn't sound as offensive as a harlot, tch.


I cannot stop pacing, because sitting in place will only increase the rate at which my blood boils in anger. I want to reach out to that beautiful slender neck and throttle it until her head pops out and rolls away on that wonderfully trimmed green grass. I cannot lose this job I haven't even been paid yet! What would I do? Does she even care that people have bigger problems than some measly dress, she is playing with people's lives. My innocent brothers did nothing to deserve this.


"I mean if she wanted to look good in front of the family again as she needed to do was drop the cash. I act pretty well, and I would get extra cash. I could perhaps even blackmail some more from her, but what did she so instead place me in the front line for termination!" I huff, grabbing my hair violently I fluff it about for a bit. Falling on the floor in frustration I spread out my legs and throw my hands about in frustration.


"I doubt he will come this night" I mutter as I spread myself like a starfish all over the floor. "Do I even want him to? It's for the best he stays away from now, I absolutely cannot lose this job."


I could not help but fidget as I sat in place, with the weight of my family's disappointment weighing heavily on me, I concluded to keep my gaze focused on the ground it was better that way.


"I am so ashamed to call you my son" my father began the banter, yet my head remained facing south, there was a crack in the tile shall I inform Florence tomorrow? Or later this night? "Are you even listening to a word we are saying, Asher? Isabelle is a wonderful girl and after everything, she has done for this family you had no right to treat her the way you did this evening."


"This cannot be forgiven" my eyebrows raise and I sit up straighter "no I refuse to let this go."


"No! You have disgraced this family this evening and I shall not let this just slide." He says and for a while, the room remains silent, every gaze settled on the bent old man that holds all the power despite the little black cane he leans upon. It took only that moment to realize something, amusement bubbled up inside of me and my lips stretched into a bitter smile, he was trying to punish me. He couldn't figure out how, none of them could how would they?


"If this is over then I will be going to my room" even though he is now looking up at me, his stern presence still looms, but my resolve remains concrete. "I will not marry that girl, you all may believe what you want but not me. I see what you all refuse to and besides, this is my life like she said marriage is not a joke. I lived fourteen years in pain it ends here." The air outside feels so fresh and free, letting out a deep sigh I tug on my tuxedo and walk away.
