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

Busy in the renovation of our house so expect slow updates. 

Slow Updates!

I wasn't sure what was happening in the days that followed. Everything felt like a fog, a blur of moments slipping through my fingers before I could grasp them.

But somehow, I found myself rushing to Hyun's studio.

Something in my gut told me something was wrong. And when I stepped inside, that feeling solidified into certainty.

The atmosphere was heavy, suffocating. Like someone had died.

The usually bright and vibrant workspace was eerily quiet. The assistants, the designers, the seamstresses—all wore expressions of dread. Their movements were sluggish, their voices hushed whispers of panic.

My heart pounded. I strode through the studio and straight into Hyun's office.

Stolen Dreams