superAyan

[Status: Completed /02/14/24]

Synopsis:

When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death.

“Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!”

She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision.

She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back.

Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world?

“What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay.

The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. 

Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned.

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This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^
The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you!

- Cover is mine^^

Summoned by a Pretend Villainess

"Are we not allowed to take food from here?" The head mage asked the old woman indignantly.

Mona looked around the kitchen and frowned as she spotted baskets of bread and fruits lying on the wide island counter of the kitchen.

She thought that it was certainly not a big deal if they took one. She focused her gaze on the headmistress, the tip of her eyebrows twitching as she found her scrutinizing the two of them.

No wonder her companion felt irked toward the woman.

The headmistress furrowed her brows and answered haughtily, "Breakfasts shall be served with those bread. But you two are taking them all for yourself."

Shelly snorted and pointed at the other baskets with her hand holding a bitten bread. "There's still plenty of them around. Surely, that's enough to feed the lord…or is it that you're taking our bread so you can keep them for yourself?"

107. A Visit to the Mansion's Library