LunariaStarcrest

I fell asleep playing a twisted reverse harem otome game… and woke up as its most hated villainess.

Now I’m Davina Emerson — the imperial princess feared by all, executed in every ending, and cursed to die no matter which route I take.

Worse? A cold-hearted system appeared, telling me this isn’t a dream.

If I want to survive and return home, I must complete every mission it throws at me. Or die trying.

And my first mission?

Raise the favorability of the male leads — the very men Davina once enslaved, humiliated, or betrayed.

A prince once chained in her bedroom — who now smiles while planning her execution.
A knight stripped of honor, who treats me like a battlefield.
A saint defiled by sin, who once prayed for my soul… and now craves my touch.
An ex-fiancé turned rebel, who fights for justice — even if it means my head on a spike.
A “loyal pet” bought from the black market — who might be a predator in disguise.

They’re all obsessed. They’re all twisted. And they all want me dead… or worse.

This world isn’t a game anymore.
Every kiss hides a blade. Every favor hides a trap.

To survive a twisted reverse harem, I’ll have to outplay the story itself.

To Survive A Twisted Reverse Harem

In response to all the gasps and whispers, I simply let out a dry, amused scoff. Then gently patted little Marco on the head.

"Throwning stones only works if they don't bounce back. If you want to kill me… pick up a sword."

The murmurs didn't die down, they only grew louder.

No one could quite make sense of what I'd just done. Not only did I spare someone who tried to harm me, but I'd even granted him special permission to be trained under the royal knights.

Yes, whisper louder. Spread your wild little rumors. That's exactly what I want.

Marco was still frozen, unable to comprehend what just happened, when Dylan cleared his throat and gave him a pointed look.

"Well? Aren't you going to thank Her Highness?"

Marco blinked as if waking from a dream, then quickly dropped to one knee, bewildered.

The Blade Behind the Altar