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Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Ysavel, an aspiring writer, wakes up one day inside the world of her own novel. She thought it's those typical transmigration story she have read. However, she was shock when she discovers that she's been cast as the villainess in her own story. "DON'T TELL ME I BECOME THE VILLAINESS OF MY OWN STORY?!" Shocked and dismayed, she realizes that the only way to return to the real world is to live out her role in the story. Initially, she accepts this fate, but things take an unexpected turn when the characters start deviating from the script. "I don't want another Queen. Youare the only one I want as my Queen, Csille." Prince Fraser whispered. The male lead, who was expected to be annoyed by her constant pestering, instead becomes affectionate and attached to her. "It's inevitable, Lady Lauretré. You will still be the Queen, so I don't see any harm in what I said. Besides, I doubt the King or even the Crown Prince would be willing to change their minds about your engagement." The female lead, who was supposed to separate the male lead from her, begins to play matchmaker between the male lead and the villainess. What should she do? She couldn't get back to the real world if she didn't finished the story as the villainess. But how can she finished it if the two leads are not following the script? Help!!! Still under revision but once done updates will be posted daily at 12pm ( GMT +8 ). Also, please check my other novel, Dimensions Apart. It’s a lighter novel compared to this one. Credits to the rightful owner of the picture I used for the cover.

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: Regrets

 "YSA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE? COME ON HERE!" Aaline shouted at me. She and Earl are currently playing with the lion.

 They are both brushing the lion's hair and snuggling it. I look at the two and laugh. They look like children. 

 I started to walk to them, but I stopped on my track when I saw a flower. It's Red tulips. The first flower Prince Fraser gave me. I suddenly remember the first time I talk to the young Prince Fraser in the Palace garden.

 Prince Fraser extends his hand like he wants to pat my head, but he didn't. He grabbed the flower that is dangling close to my head. He took it and showed it to me.

 "I like this one the most." He smiled and put it behind my ears. "There, it suits you. It complimented your hair and your eyes." He patted my head and continue walking.