XimenoideX

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. 

Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. 

Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 

'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...'

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Give some love to my other book too ^^~

 • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure 

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TAGS: 
#R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter...
(Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^)
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This is an original Story ^^


Author: XimenoideX

You Think I Won't Talk?

"People should notice." — Used to the sarcasm Orland berated his interest towards the daughter, Zeleskiaz nonchalantly replied, hoping to frustrate the man with fair truth. — "If they do, an implied warning will be conveyed after all. It does not matter if I fail to make it unnoticeable."

"… You're not a beast to be marking territory. Mind your implies, brat. It's my daughter you're seeking."

"She's a flower I am to protect from being plucked. That is all I wished to imply… Duke…?"

His senses while conversing with the father suddenly found the woman between the many assistants… yet wonder invaded his expectation for a rotten stench of aura was near the Lady's just found purity, which was taking her away from ignorant women that giggled pleased at an image the disturbed Paul disgustingly crafted.

Chapter 426