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"JUST LIKE THE MOON, YOU CAN SHINE ALONE"

[Author, I’m coming for you!]

[You are such a cruel author, I want to give her a happy life]

[I’m gonna burn your house, author…fufufu’]

[This is so sad, please make the female lead happy’]

[Omoo,I’m crying now, uwaah~]

Instead of giving sympathy to her readers, littleyoonie curled on her stomach and laughed her heart out. “O-Oh my gosh! I can’t take it. They’re all crying..” 

Littleyoonie is a sadistic author who likes to write tragic and sad novels. For her, a happy ending is not an option. 

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‘HOWEVER, KARMA IS A BITCH’

She thought she already experienced the bitterness of life until she fell into a sinkhole and died.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself in the body of the female lead.

“Lady Athasia? Are you okay?” 

She tilted her head. ‘Athasia?’ that name sounds very familiar to her.

‘NOOO!!!!!’ she screamed in her thoughts.  

Littleyoonie, the author herself, will experience the tragic and sad novel she wrote. 

“I will not let myself experience all of that bullshits!” 

She decided that she’ll going to do the character development she wanted before she died. 

What if things run out of her control and everything turns chaotic? 


Eyooo!!! Your author Yohan here!! Aiyaa~ here we go! A new novel!

I'm asking for all of your supports, please vote this novel and help me unfold the ending we all want! Yey! Don't forget to add this to your library.

Cover not mine

I Became My Unfortunate Female Lead

She sighed and slumped on the bench near the hotel she'd been in earlier. Holding the visitor card in her hand, Athasia snorted.

"Well, I can always try. At least I have a visitor's card now." She grinned and looked up at the noon sky. Her stomach growled. She hadn't eaten anything yet since this morning. Even though she wanted to stay there, food is important.

She trailed the sidewalks while looking at those shops nearby. At this moment, she saw a pastry shop and cafe in one.

The bells above it rang when she pushed the glass door. The sweetness mixing in the air along with a strong coffee smell immediately greeted her. She sudden;ly missed those times when she's writing in a place like this.

The young miss headed to the counter and ordered something light to eat along with a strong coffee.

The one managing the counter gazed at her. "Mam, are you sure you can handle this?" He was talking about the shot of the coffee.

Under The Umbrella