With a short life left to live, I just wanted to heal. But why is this baby following me? And the baby’s father is the villain of the original story?!... more>>

"At most, you have one year left to live."

Of all people, I possessed a terminally ill villainess from the novel’s ending. Exiled for treason on top of that—this was the worst kind of possession… or so I thought.

Wait, hold on.

People cook for me, serve me, and even give me land. This is amazing…?

So, I made up my mind. In this life, I would enjoy all the healing I couldn’t have in my past life! With my exile set in a peaceful countryside, all I had to do was enjoy my remaining days.

Or so I thought.

"Uhh… Ma!"

"Don’t whine. Can’t you see your mother is exhausted?"

Wait… I have a baby now?!

And the original novel’s villainous Duke is claiming to be the father?!

Before I knew it, this self-proclaimed father-and-daughter duo had entangled themselves in my life.

"I want you to desire me more—both in heart and contract."

"I’ll fill this place only with the things you love. So never, ever think about leaving, Odelia."

This ridiculously handsome candidate for the baby’s father keeps clinging to me.

Will my peaceful, healing ending even be possible? <<less

Nina is a Guide.... more>>

The paired Guide of Eugene Taylor, an S-Class Esper and the greatest icon of the Third Allied Government.

She’s never guided him.

She’s never even checked their compatibility rate.

In fact, she’s never met him, nor has she ever officially registered as a Guide.

She’s spent all twenty years of her life confined indoors, knowing only the world beyond the TV screen. She’s the incompetent outcast of an underground criminal group ignored by the government…

And yet, Nina is his paired Guide. Because if she isn’t—

“…Ah, found you.”

…Huh?

“I’ve missed you, Nina.”

There’s no way that Eugene Taylor just showed up in her room… right?

***

“That, ugh…”

A deep furrow appeared between Eugene Taylor’s sculpted brows.

He glanced at the device on the man's wrist.

“E-eleven?”

Even if Nina knew nothing else, she knew that an 11% stability rate was extremely dangerous. If it dropped to a single digit, the Esper would go berserk. Indeed, as if to signal that danger, the device screen was flashing orange. It was all just like what she'd seen on TV.

“What should I do…? Nina, want to try guiding?”

“Huh?”

Yet, even in this precarious situation, the man was calm.

“Just try it. I think you might have a talent for it.”

“H-how…”

And Nina, firmly believing herself to be Eugene’s guide, was ready to do it.

“What if it doesn’t work?”

“…There are many ways.”

The man’s eye-smile, as he whispered reassuringly, was utterly captivating. <<less

“Saint, you must marry me.”... more>>

Klaus Geshturn, God’s adversary who sought more than what was permitted to humans. He proposed to the fallen saint who had become useless, bringing about the decline of the religious order.

“Through this, our Antagon will shed the image of a heretic, and you, Saint, will be free.”

The moment Azniel, who had once rescued a wounded, emaciated boy with jet-black eyes and radiant blond hair a decade ago, saw him in the handsome man before her, there was no way she could resist taking his hand.

A prenuptial agreement filled only with favorable terms for her, a grand mansion, inexhaustible wealth in gold and treasures, and excessive generosity.

‘You will surely become free.’

Azniel believed the boy had returned to keep the long promise

“I asked my wife for nothing from the start.”

Until she faced the husband who never stood by her.

“You truly desire nothing… right?”

Everything the perfect husband offered tightened her throat and drained her dry.

And so, after exhausting her last purpose, Azniel left her husband without hesitation. There was nothing more for him to gain from this marriage, which had been her salvation in the mire.

But why?

“Even if I am repulsive, live by my side and disdain me.”

Why did he desperately seek her out?

“Please, don’t say that I was wrong….”

Kneeling at her feet and sobbing bitterly. <<less

Failing her graduation exam, Dania Lancaster, a theology student at the Academy, found herself drinking consolation drinks with her childhood friend, Luel.... more>>

Dania, who was diligent and studious, couldn’t help but think about the rumors surrounding Luel, who was said to live a debauched life with his noble friends.

That night, an overly drunk Dania provoked him, claiming, ‘There’s no way someone like you could be good at… nighttime activities.’

“L-Lui! I get it now…”

“What do you mean by ‘you get it’?”

“Uh, well, I mean…”

“You told me to show you, so now I’m about to put myself inside you.”

In the end, Luel, determined to prove his abilities, left Dania no choice but to surrender her most private part to him… <<less

After the mistress passed away, the grand Fernheim estate became cold and desolate.... more>>

Its only masters were Count Redelhardt, the very model of a noble gentleman, and his admiring son, Ian.

One day, Count Redelhardt brought home the daughter of a deceased friend.

It was only natural that Ian, who had spent his whole life at Fernheim, would fall for Mari, whose mysterious beauty was like that of a fairy.

Just as the boy's first love was coming into bloom, Ian discovered by chance that Mari was being called to the count's chambers every night.

With the bitter end of that love, he left Fernheim, cursing her.

Because he could never bring himself to despise the father he longed to be like.

And three years later,

Having come of age at the academy, Ian returned to Fernheim for his coming-of-age ceremony.

Still tormented by the memories of the past, he decided to shake them off, by spying on what took place in the count’s room.

But what he saw there was a secret about Mari he had never even imagined.

And that night...

“You saw it, didn’t you? Now your misunderstanding is cleared, right?”

Mari, who had been waiting for him, came to him.

“What is your desire, young master?”

As if she already knew his heart,

“Whatever it is, I’ll help you.”

She boldly seduced him…

* * *

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Mari…”

Murmuring his apology in a voice that seemed about to cry, the man’s relentless movements never ceased, pressing and grinding deep inside her without pause.

“It feels like I keep hurting you… but whenever I see you, I can’t help myself…”

Ian was crying. Not literal tears, but unable to withstand the overwhelming pleasure, he sniffled as he roughly withdrew and slammed himself in again and again.

“You can’t believe it, can you? How could someone who loves you do something like this…” <<less