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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 • 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?

For a moment… Marianne chuckled within at the irony, thinking of the time a disagreeable sibling did the same with her in a forceful dance. However, the sensation of it all at this moment warmed her everything up… for so different an effect it had when the partner was desired.

'Haha… it's nice…' — She thought while the hands of the man brought her gently closer while Zeleskiaz leaned his cheek on the crown of the woman he could not meet eye to.. given the race his heart was experiencing and she lovingly listened to.

'Mmm… fuh… my love…' — Relishing on the sweet essence of the beloved, Zeleskiaz's soul fluttered to the sensations. Thinking of the lyrics in another language he had recognised from a forbidden sight. Rephrasing them consequently to his current beliefs. — 'I'm always missing you… your gaze, even your slight touch… this song… It is more than a delight to be here with you… for being without you is my greatest sadness and torture… My Lady… My Marianne…'

Chapter 428