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"Luck and gifts you will have it all.
Everything you desire and put your mind on.
But that one craving, you will never own.
As fate and the gods will collude to derail your goal."

Lyrica was ecstatic when she found out that after finishing a reverse harem royal romance novel, she woke up in the body of her favorite character who shares the same name as her! Even more so when she met face to face with her adored (bias) character--the attractive General Calais Parcell!

However, soon, she finds out that every human in the new world hates her even without a valid reason! Not one, not even her own parents and siblings!

Being loved and well-liked by everyone in her previous life, watch her struggle in this new world where everyone hates and wants to kill her!


Snippets:
“You should be ashamed of yourself, Calais! Have you ever... Have you ever taken a look inside of you and wondered what kind of person you are?!”

“No, Lyrica. I can see how you look at me, and I know that I am not that bad after all.”

"But all I see is a charming mask! And no matter how beguiling that lovely mask looks, once you take that off, inside, you are still what you are, someone hollow and empty, with no principles other than what other people project on you!"

The Hundred Years Villainess

Calais' eyes move to my chest. I want to believe him. I want to trust him again, but I know that at this point, it is just idiotic.

He shifts his attention to my face again and leans down to touch my lips to his. This time, his kisses are urgent and demanding, as if he's trying to prove something to me. But I don't want to be a pawn in his game anymore. I push against his chest, trying to break the kiss. He pulls back, his eyes burning into mine.

"What is it, Lyrica? Tell me what else you want from me?" he asks, frustration lacing his words.

"There's only one thing I want from you, Calais, and you already know what it is," I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

Calais looks into my eyes, a hint of uncertainty in his gaze. Yet, the heat between us is palpable. I can feel his warmth against my skin as he presses into me. And as much as I try to resist him, I cannot deny the wanton desire that's coursing through my veins.

Chapter 111 - Closure or Love?