MiuNovels

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role.

But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn't the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else's story.

But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I'll write my own story, living for myself.

And this time . . .

I will never love you again.

Rebirth: Love me Again

Unbeknownst to Iraya, Lyander De Santis had been present on the other side of the bar earlier, casually watching the scene unfold.

He wasn't one to meddle without reason, but when Iraya arrived, he instructed that guards to let her in. Now, as he sat leisurely, a guard approached, shoving a nervous young waiter forward.

"Boss, we caught this guy talking with Miss Lee," the guard said, his grip firm on the waiter's shoulder.

Lyander, lounging in his chair, didn't immediately respond. Instead, he calmly downed the shot of whiskey in his hand, the glass clinking softly as he set it down. His eyes, cold and unreadable, flicked toward the trembling waiter.

He didn't bother sizing the boy up—it wasn't necessary. People like him always broke under pressure.

Shadows in the Night