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I Choose The Villain Duke

Why choose the prince when you can have the devilishly handsome villain instead? The Saintess from another world dies after protecting the kingdom. Mia thought it was just a tragic reincarnation novel . . . until one day she wakes up to suddenly find that she's become the Saintess of that tragic novel! Mia will do everything different so she can avoid her doomed fate. First, she will not choose the male lead, the crown prince. She'll choose the villain duke as her fiancé instead! A contract engagement? Check! A headstrong female lead that will take the reigns to her fate? Check! A handsome Duke that will do anything to protect the girl he loves? Check! Excerpt: "Why do you even want to sleep with me again? It's so strange of you!" Euphemia said. Lucien took her hand and pressed his lips on the back of her hand. "It felt very nice. I liked feeling your body against mine. I liked seeing you wake up. I would like to see your face when I sleep and when I wake up." Euphemia was shocked. She had not expected Lucien to be this affectionate. She had only prepared herself for an engagement that was like a business transaction. She had not prepared herself for something like this. What did he even mean by that? *Please also check out my other webnovels: I'm Lying to the Handsome Devil The Demon Prince wants to be my Shop Assistant *You can buy me coffee at: https://ko-fi.com/tanya_winters *Cover: Original is not mine. This was edited to resemble the characters more. If the artist wants this to be taken down, please send me a message and I'll remove this cover. Thank you.

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Wrong Dragon

Sylvia wasn't soaked with blood but she still felt stained. It was unpleasant. No matter how many times she had already done it. No matter how many she had killed them over and over again.

It was still unpleasant.

She slid down the snowy slope, snow flying off from her feet as she skid down with finesse.

There were more of them in the mountain. She could feel their presence hiding in the shadows.

No, not hiding.

Waiting.

She skid down again. She closed her eyes and inhaled.

Ah.

It still smelled of snowdrops.

That was the only thing that didn't change.

She landed perfectly on her feet.

Should she tell the boys about the dangers in the mountain? She couldn't just stow them in a cave whenever she had to vanquish some shadow soldiers.

Well, no matter. If they learn about the shadows then they shall.

She reached the cave.

Will the boys eat boar meat?