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

"My lady! Rise and shine!" Cassandra flipped the covers, revealing the slender figure of her lady sprawled in her bed. Her hair was scattered on her pillow and her fair skin glowed from the rays of the sunshine passing through the tall windows after Cassandra opened the curtains.

Elizabeth's long golden eyelashes fluttered lightly before her eyes slowly opened. She languidly lifted her arms and covered her face with her elbow, while her other hand caught her yawn. She lazily pulled herself up and stretched her limbs, her disheveled hair swaying with her movements.

Cassandra watched her lady frown from her wake-up call. There was amusement in her eyes, and an obvious fondness was discernable in her gentle smile. The noble lady gathered her hair on one side and searched for her.

She was standing near the windows, so when the lady spun her head towards her, she was hit by the bright light of the morning sun, which she tried to hide from earlier.

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