“Do you remember, Luize? The moment you interfere with my private life, this marriage is over. You’re the one who accepted that condition.”... more>>

It was about three years of their marriage. One day, when she was tired of her husband, who was constantly cheating on her, her husband told her to bring in a lover.

As he said, she visited the most famous gigolo in the back alley to get him as her lover.

“So, are you going to accept it?

“Yes. Gladly.”

Once removed from his mask, the gigolo has a familiar face.

Why is the Grand Duke here?

* * *

“So, have you thought about it carefully?”

“Yes. As expected, I think it’s right for us to divorce.”

“Even so, it’s only last for a moment. Just wait a moment. I will come and get you back.”

“There’s no need for that.”

“Huh?”

At that moment, the door opened.

“Lady Luize, I came to pick you up.”

Edward whispered in Luize’s ear and looked at Reiad. The moment the two people’s eyes met, Edward curled up the corner of his mouth.

“Take care, Reiad.” <<less

I found myself transmigrated into an R-19 romance fantasy novel, where the male lead's overwhelming charm stood out.... more>>

It was a story about two protagonists, who grew up in completely opposite environments, falling for each other so deeply that day and night blurred together.

I was just an older sister figure who briefly appeared during the male lead, Rian's, childhood.

Our parents were acquaintances, so we met a few times, but after that, we had no further connection. In the novel, my existence was so insignificant that even my life or death was unknown.

I had no intention of interfering with the original storyline, but the moment I saw Rian smile at me, I made up my mind.

I wanted to help Rian in any way I could so that he would never lose that smile.

To slightly alter the original story, I tried to prevent Rian's family from being embroiled in a rebellion.

However, all my efforts were in vain, and in the end, Rian's family fell to ruin, just as the original story dictated.

***

Ten years later, I reunited with Rian.

The beautiful boy I once knew had grown into a man far more handsome than I had ever imagined.

“I think I’m going to get married soon.”

“Really? Congratulations.”

At the mention of marriage, Rian smiled brightly and congratulated me on my upcoming wedding.

However, a few days later, the man I was supposed to marry suffered a major accident and broke off the engagement.

My next fiancé also met with an accident, and the one after that ran away due to gambling debts, leading to yet another broken engagement.

As a result, rumors spread throughout society that marrying me would lead to death or injury.

No one wanted to marry me.

Amidst all this, the one who reached out his hand to me was none other than Rian.

t/n: side stories are R19 <<less

"If you've tamed me, you must take responsibility till the end."... more>>

She possessed Merrien, the saint from a novel she had only read three chapters of.

The problem was, that Merrien was an extra who gets kidnapped and killed by the Archmage.

In this situation, she had no choice but to fill up the healing gauge as the damn system window commanded and return to reality!

As she was firmly determined and quickly filled up the healing gauge.

"Arf!"

"......How cute!"

A white ball of fluff appeared and wiggled in front of Merrien.

So she just healed that little white thing with her holy power, but...

"Hello, Merri. It's our first time meeting in this form."

For some reason, the white fluff transformed into a sickly handsome man.

And not just any man, but 'Duke Ariel Hartez', the Archmage's younger brother.

***

"Merri, I told you before. I'd make the Archmage kneel before you."

Ariel certainly did say that. After all, it was the condition of the 'contract' from the beginning.

However...

'You never said that you were the Archmage!'

She firmly believed he was the Archmage's younger brother, but what kind of situation was this?

While Merrien was busy racking her brains, Ariel grasped Merrien's hand and brought it to his neck like a dog collar.

"......"
"Woof woof."
[▶Error◀ Healing gauge has been reset to zero.]
[Healing Gauge 0/10000]
It seemed something had gone terribly wrong.
#Misunderstanding #Misconception #Healing the sly, sickly Archmage for the sunshine protagonist #There's no way my little white fluff could be the Archmage <<less

“I just don’t understand why the Tower Master wants this marriage. He doesn’t even…”... more>>

“I do. I like you.”

Princess Charlize suddenly received a marriage order from her father, the Emperor.

The reason? The Tower Master himself had requested to marry her.

No matter how she looked at it, it didn’t feel like he had romantic feelings for her.

Why would someone like him want to marry me?

“Your Highness… was that your first kiss?”

She had kissed Achilles by accident while trying to trick him.

She should’ve pulled away, maybe even felt upset—so why didn’t she?

And why was her heart beating so fast?

“Do you dislike my touch?”

“W-We’re not even married yet… Physical affection like that isn’t right.”

“How is it any different from holding hands?”

“It is different! Holding hands is something you do when greeting someone or dancing. But touching someone’s face is…”

“Then what about a kiss?”

Maybe this fluttering in her chest… wasn’t just one-sided.

Ever since realizing his feelings, Achilles had been showing them more and more.

“…You’re burning up. Is it because of me?”

What should I do?

Right now… I think I’m happy. <<less

A father who looked at her with contempt, filled with hatred for her mother.... more>>

A brother who resented her after their mother’s death.

Edelweiss spent her life desperately longing for their love,

comforting herself with the hope that they would one day turn to her.

“I went through so much to make you infertile, and finally, this moment has come.”

Abandoned by her lover for being infertile,

she discovers the betrayal of the one person she trusted—her half-sister.

“You said… you’d be my family… I’m your… sister…”

Rosemary shoved Edelweiss in the chest with all her strength.

“My dear sister. Farewell. I truly enjoyed our time together.”

And just like that, Edelweiss was brutally mu*dered by Rosemary.

***

By some miracle, she is given a second life.

Returned to a past where she can change everything,

Edelweiss vows to take revenge on Rosemary.

Her first move:

The Grand Admiral of the Navy, the sole legitimate prince of the Rejenoel Empire—

Damian Rejenoel.

“Why did the lady come to me, of all people?”

“Because you’re someone my sister could never have.”

It was marriage to the man Rosemary loved.

She wanted her to feel the pain of betrayal from the one she trusted most.

She hoped everyone would abandon her once the truth she so desperately hid was revealed.

That she would fall hard after believing she had reached the top.

“Don’t be too bitter. Now it’s your turn to regret.”

Just as Rosemary once did to her—

Exactly the same. <<less

Her fiancé who went to war is dead.... more>>

And her fiancé's best friend, the new heir to the dukedom, has a proposition for her.

"You need a safe place, and I need an heir to carry on the family name. So how about we do this?"

Refusing the offer was impossible from the start. <<less

Heeul prided herself on never having lived her life in vain. Even now, receiving child support from her devout father, a fervent believer in the cultish “Paradise Rebirth Church,” while leaving behind her gambling-addicted mother.... more>>

With the support of her university, she studied for the civil service exam, dreaming of success. Even when the damned cult pressured her to participate in their activities, she refused to yield, imagining only the day she would become a professional woman.

“That’s strange. Hyemi should definitely be here…”

…And that hope shattered when her mother abandoned her and ran away.

“Sorry. Did I scare you, Heeul?”

To make matters worse, the creditor for her mother’s gambling debts was her ex-boyfriend, Kwon-il Kang.

“I hope you never forget me for the rest of your life.”

“…”

“I want us to be entangled like this, viciously, forever.”

As he whispered with a fervent voice, Heeul suddenly realized. This man’s arrival was inevitable, and to escape him, she would have to resort to any means necessary. <<less

“I didn’t cheat on you with your fiancé; it was fate, do you understand?”... more>>

The heroine eloped with my fiancé.

On the day of our engagement.

After a moment of disbelief, the male lead came to me.

“The lady I picked out for the contract marriage ran off with her friend’s fiancé.”

“Goodness, there’s a lady just like me.”

“So I’m thinking of proposing a contract marriage to that friend.”

The eyes beneath the bushy eyebrows gleamed sharply.

“Will you marry me, milady?”

… It seems to be me.

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Since my fiancé ran away anyway, there wasn’t much choice; I entered the wedding hall with the male lead.

I agreed to the contract with the intention of running away if necessary.

“I’ll try to make you a precious person to everyone.”

His fingertips, which descended to my earlobe, lightly brushed my tiny earring.

Shivers ran down my spine.

“The earring suits you very well.”

The earring had a purple gem that matched his eye color.

Something seems wrong with this contract marriage after all. <<less

"Are you the noble who's come here to recuperate?"... more>>

Yeon Won, the Prince Yeonhwagun, collapses on a snow-covered mountain after being attacked by his enemies. He's discovered by a woman who was waiting for someone else.

"Who are you?"

"I am Hong Dancho, here to serve you. But how did you end up falling like that?"

Mistaken for another man, he's brought to a dilapidated cottage. He receives treatment that he can't quite define as recuperation, confinement, or pampering. He figures he might as well hide out here until he recovers...

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Coming from someone notoriously obstinate, I don't think that's fair."

Perhaps a dream. Peaceful days filled with trivial bickering and ridiculous stubbornness. And within those days, a vivid emotion takes root.

"Dancho, do you even know my name?"

A poignant tale of a man and a woman who risk everything for love. <<less

He became husband and wife with a woman he didn't know because of his younger sibling's prank.... more>>

"Who are you? Why do you have my picture?"

"I told you, I'm Joo Taein.

I am your husband."

He and the woman were both equally baffled.

It was something they could have resolved by mutual agreement…

But this woman suddenly says something strange.

"I need a husband."

"Don't tell me... that husband is me?"

"Cooperate. Then I'll grant you a divorce."

How can she be so impudent, bold, and shameless, yet so cute?

Making the person being blackmailed... curious.

"Instead, I'll have to come here for a while. To Guidong-ri. Continuously."

A story of a so-called spectacular suspense fraudulent contract marriage,

unfolding between a big city and a remote mountain village!

But then.

"Actually, Joo Taein…

you are a husband I'd be embarrassed to introduce anywhere."

This woman says something even stranger.

Making the fake husband... feel a sense of rivalry. <<less

"I want to make something clear before the wedding." ... more>>

Dyffrin turned to face Evelyn.

"I won’t care about whatever you do, so I hope you won’t interfere with my affairs either."
"......?"
"And you should know that I have no intention of laying a finger on you. Of course, we'll be using separate rooms as well."

Dyffrin recited what was about to happen to him, as if informing his employees of instructions.
Watching him, Evelyn thought,

No matter what, I will divorce him 2 years later and get a large alimony.

However, contrary to Evelyn’s resolution, their relationship flowed in an unpredictable direction.

* * *

"Why are you so adamant about not getting divorced? Is it because of your pride?"
"Because I don't want to."
"You don't even love me!"

Dyffrin wrapped his arms around Evelyn's waist and pulled her closer.
It was a kiss that felt like it would swallow her whole. He violently bit her lips and ravaged her mouth, almost to the point that it was difficult to breathe properly.
When Evelyn repeatedly hit his chest forcefully, he barely pulled his lips away.

"Isn't this the kind of love you want? Kissing and making love in the bedroom."

Evelyn shot back with a sarcastic tone. Dyffrin didn't care and grabbed Evelyn's wrist, dragging her.

"Let's go to the bedroom right now. If you want, I can hold you tenderly and whisper sweet words of love."
"...I'm really disappointed."
"Aren't I already the worst man for you? Being disappointed in me doesn't bother me much."

Saying so, Dyffrin pressed his lips against Evelyn's once again.

"Evelyn. Divorce is not an option for me. So, change your mind." <<less

I possessed someone.... more>>

And not just anyone, but as the princess who is a master at getting kidnapped in the fairy tale my younger sibling used to read!

Naturally, I had to wait for the hero to come rescue me, but there's no sign of that damn hero!

If I keep waiting for the hero, I might starve to death.

So, I decided to escape!

Just as I made up my mind...

"Where do you think you're going?"

The kidnapper appeared.

When I asked why he kidnapped me and how I could get out of here, his answer was absurd.

"But I'm trapped too?"

This seems hopeless.

Should I just wait for the hero?

"Does our princess believe in the hero?" <<less

“We’ll be entering a contract marriage?”... more>>

Melissa, an omega and an illegitimate child of the Rosewood County.

Her only family and the only one who was ever on her side—her mother—had passed away.

“…This is not the Count’s funeral hall.”

“I couldn’t be certain because your pheromones were too light, but it’s true. You’re an omega.”

At that point in her life, Melissa was about to become the wife of an old marquis. It was a sacrifice she had to make for the sake of her family.

However, Ian appeared in front of her and gave one final choice that she could make.

“The contract’s main stipulation is very simple. Give birth to an alpha who will become the household’s successor.”

The contract marriage that began as such was like a sweet, sweet melody.

Knowing that one’s life was about to be devoured, but nonetheless addicted to that sweetness—unable to escape. <<less

“Yeon, you really deserve to be punished.”... more>>

The man seemed sincere.

His face, looking down at her frightened self, was quite serious.

Yeon didn’t know what was happening to her right now.

Grrr. A sound like that of a beast flowed from his throat.

Like pouring lye, a thick sound of something boiling. It was a sound she’d heard often somewhere.

The whole room was filled with the smell of beasts.

“Even if it’s hard and painful, you have to endure it and be my good little female. You can’t run away again, okay?” <<less

I possessed the hot-topic game “Sweet Everyday.”... more>>

The man sleeping next to me when I came back to my senses after nearly dying was none other than—

Ian Zenor, the Helper.

I was thrilled to have found my Helper so quickly, but it didn’t last long.

“I’ve already seen through your wiles, meant to lull me into letting down my guard!”

“No, please, calm down! Just listen to me, Ian!”

“I am the great ‘Ares Balthazar’!”

Damn it, what kind of dogsh*t possession life is this?!

Forget the seduction act or whatever, we’re supposed to be partners.

You died 400 years ago, remember?

Stop strutting around naked and for the love of god, listen to what I’m saying, you lunatic!

“I think… I’ve been struck. My body feels a bit off.”

“Why?”

“My chest tingles, and even when I close my eyes, your face keeps appearing…”

“…”

“It must be a poison—no, a curse.”

Will I ever be able to get back home, stuck with this war-crazed man who acts like a complete nuisance instead of a helper, and tasked with finding a traitor? <<less

They say God only gives you trials you can handle—... more>>

So why am I the exception?

Blair, a pharmacist running a shabby little dispensary on the outskirts of town, thought she’d finally earned a break after enduring every hardship life could throw at her.

But then she got kidnapped.

And yet… the man behind the kidnapping?

There’s something seriously off about him.

> “Let’s make a deal. Marry me.”

“You’ll be compensated generously. Forget rent — you’ll never have to worry about money again. Whatever you imagine, I can give you more.”

She thought she might as well turn her kidnapping into a business opportunity and reel in a long-term client.

But instead, he offers a contract marriage.

Wait—

Did he just say he’s the infamous Blue-Eyed War Demon, the Marquis Hermann?

…This isn’t a trial. This might be a jackpot.

She only has one mission:

To become his secret pharmacist for one year, crafting painkillers in the shadows.

Blair planned to stay low, mix her potions, and quietly walk the path of wealth.

But he’s tall, absurdly handsome, broad-shouldered, wealthy, and even has perfect manners?

Letting this man go would be a crime.

Should she just make him her real husband?

> “What, am I not allowed to call a handsome man handsome?”

“I just… missed your face too much.”

“Don’t say anything. Just trust me and come with me right now.”

But even as she steps closer, he keeps building walls.

> “...So all that talk about protecting me—was that just a beautiful lie?”

A man charging forward with zero regard for reason, yet hiding behind an unbreakable wall.

Who exactly is he? <<less

Woo Seula’s whole body suddenly breaks out in a rash, and no doctor can explain. After trying everything she can think of, she finally goes to see a shaman — and finds out what she has is called Mudoo.... more>>

Following the shaman’s instructions, she heads to 4, Cheonghae-dong 118-gil — and that’s where she meets a man named Kang Tae-shin.

“Seula, I’d like you to help me with my work.”

“I can’t work at night. I’m a morning person — I need to stick to a routine and be active during the day.”

“Three days from now. Ten at night. Come to Cheonghae-dong.”

She thought he was just some weirdo — but after meeting him, the Mudoo clears up completely and her body feels light again.

Except… now she’s seeing things she shouldn’t be seeing — and panic sets in.

“Is it really that scary, seeing what’s in front of you?”

“…Can’t you make it so I don’t see them again?”

“Just pretend you don’t see, don’t hear, don’t feel anything. Act exactly like you did before your third eye opened.”

A man whose true nature is a mystery — Kang Tae-shin — and Donggil, a talking dog who claims he’s a spirit.

Living with them, Seula has no choice but to exorcise ghosts — in this strange, chilly story full of secrets.

“Still, if you ever get too scared… come to me.”

“…”

“Tonight, I’ll come pick you up.” <<less

[Complete the mission. Failure will result in death. 00:23:59:57... more>>

Mission: Have s*x with Kydok Huntbelt.]

A crazy message appeared before Heili's eyes.

Go voluntarily into the den of that irredeemable bastard with his dog-like temper?

Desperate to break the cursed artifact that activated on its own and gave her this absurd mission, she tried everything she could... but to no avail.

"This is seriously insane. How dare you come here, of all places?"

"Why do you think I came here?"

"Why did you come?"

"To have s*x with you."

Heili despised Kydok, but she didn't want to die. <<less

Belita, a poor Viscount’s daughter who lost her parents in a carriage accident, is practically sold off by her relatives to marry into the Grand Duke’s family.... more>>

Her husband, Grand Duke Lian, is kind and polite, but despite being married, he remains coldly distant, like a stranger.

“What brings you to my room, wife?”

“I-I’m sorry. The thunder was so frightening…”

On a night of thunder and lightning, Belita, suffering from accident trauma, runs to her husband’s room in terror, but what she finds there is not the Lian she knows, but a beast-like man wearing her husband’s mask.

“Y-you’re insane!”

“Ah, first time seeing the madman? You’ll be seeing him often from now on. <<less

I became the young daughter-in-law of a ducal family that would be annihilated in ten years.... more>>

In truth, this family harbors a secret—they are ‘fox beastfolk,’ a race of demonic hybrids.

Once their identity is exposed, the temple will brand them as heretics and execute them!

If the family is doomed, would I, their daughter-in-law, remain unscathed?

My head would roll right alongside theirs...

“This is unfair! I’m not beastfolk or anything—I’m just an ordinary human!”

But running away immediately would be a crazy move.

A powerless, penniless little girl escaping alone would only end up as a beggar at best.

I need to use my knowledge of the original story to secure a fortune, siphon off money, and prepare my escape.

I know their secret, but I have no intention of betraying them—not even a little!

Even if my husband transforms into a fox and whimpers, I’ll pretend not to notice.

Even if my father-in-law mysteriously disappears at regular intervals, I’ll act as if I’m completely oblivious.

***

But then…

Are they really demonic hybrids?

“Well, we’re family, aren’t we? If this is what my dear daughter-in-law wants, of course we’ll do it.”

“Wife… Can I hold your hand while we sleep tonight?”

It’s not just blind affection—they all seem genuinely kind and innocent.

My husband’s soft, fluffy fox paws linger in my mind.

The thought of these people dying rips my heart apart...

‘This won’t do. I’ve grown too attached.’

I can’t bring myself to abandon them and run away alone.

‘…Fine. I don’t care about the original story anymore.’

Why should I care about the plot or the protagonist?

I will protect my father-in-law and my husband.

Let’s create a future where the so-called ‘heretical demon hybrids’ emerge victorious!

***

“Wouldn’t it be better to dress up a little if you want to impress my daughter-in-law? You should get rid of those glasses too.”

“Father, you’re saying that because you don’t know Railey’s tastes.”

“Her tastes?”

“I need to look as pitiful as possible… so she’ll never be able to leave me behind.”

He flashed a fierce smile—one that had nothing pitiful about it, but instead carried the aura of a predator.

It was the chilling presence of a beast—something he never revealed to his wife. <<less

“It’s a marriage contract.”... more>>

The man her father had once sacrificed his life to save suddenly appeared after eight long years.

“Marriage… You mean… you and I…?”

“I’m asking you to become my wife.”

While Ji-an was flustered, Se-hyeon was calm and unwavering.

“I heard life has been difficult for you since your father passed away.”

“I feel… I bear some moral responsibility for what happened to you.”

Moral responsibility.

The words cut through her like a sharp blade—cold and unwanted.

And then he made her an offer she couldn’t refuse.

It was a life far different from the one she was barely holding onto.

A life that others would envy.

***

“I want a divorce.”

Three years had passed.

Beside a man who had never offered her his heart, Ji-an was drowning in a loneliness unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

Even as she stood there, worn out and exhausted, Se-hyeon’s face remained indifferent, untouched by her pain.

“If you want it so desperately, I’ll grant it. But on one condition.”

“A condition…?”

“If you don’t get pregnant within the next six months, I’ll let you go. No questions asked.”

Disappointment immediately clouded Ji-an’s expression.

Her cold, stinging gaze locked onto him, and then, with a bitter smile, she spoke.

“Then I have a condition as well.”

Memories of pretending to be a happy couple flashed painfully before her eyes.

“For the next six months. Even if it’s just an act. Let’s at least pretend we’re truly husband and wife.”

Her voice trembled faintly and her eyes grew misty.

“Please… treat me as if you married me because you loved me.” <<less

He got a beautiful toy to play with during the boring summer.... more>>

That summer was the hottest since the young Emperor Iskandar ascended the throne.

The servants of the summer palace were frightened to serve him as he had his first summer vacation as an emperor.

An arrogant monarch, a ruthless oppressor, a cruel and beautiful disaster.

This is because the words of the new emperor are as brilliant as and as sharp as iron.

A new toy came into his eyes.

It was around the time when he got tired of hunting in the summer forest and even luxurious entertainment.

Senita.

It's like a sordid maid with charcoal black on her apron.

She was a bold woman who dared not avoid the emperor's gaze.

She talks about old memories with distant eyes and was also a dreamer who gave great meaning to trivial things.

So it was good. She looked interesting.

He thought it would be okay to play with that poor woman throughout this hot and boring summer.

Because he wanted to, Iskandar did so.

Everything was so easy. Because he was a man of great ability to screw up. <<less

"Are you seriously telling me to go to Bait?"... more>>

Evelyn Ebenezer, a maid of Hesta.

Because her hair and eye color matched that of the princess, she was sent to Bait in the princess’s place—forced by none other than Glenna, the princess’s nanny and mother figure.

Near the border on her way to Bait, Evelyn found herself on the brink of death at the hands of Hesta’s soldiers disguised as bandits.

"…So you are Princess Ophelia."

"Who… are you?"

"Reynard Theodore, Emperor of Bait."

The terrifying emperor who had unified more than half of the western continent.

Thanks to Reynard Theodore, she survived—but her real ordeal was only starting.

"Tell me your name."

"Ophelia—"

"No, I’m asking for your real name."

She tried to escape in secret, but she failed. Worse yet, her true identity was exposed.

And yet, for some reason, the Emperor of Bait ordered her to continue pretending to be Princess Ophelia...

"Do you understand what kind of impact even the smallest ounce of compassion can have?"

"I'm merely returning that compassion." <<less

A mother who sold her body in the slums. The usual faces—opium addicts and drunken louts. And then, two mu*ders.... more>>

Just as Leticia—her body marked by the crimes—was about to be chased down by the police and thrown into prison, a carriage suddenly halted in front of her as she fled in panic.

"Get in!"

Grabbing the man’s outstretched hand, Leticia hurled herself inside. The kindness of a complete stranger—she couldn’t shake the suspicion in her eyes, but by then, the carriage had already plunged deep into the forest. Trapped by a raging snowstorm, escape was impossible.

The man introduced himself as the master of a grand estate, and Leticia, with no other choice, reluctantly accepted his hospitality. Exhausted, she collapsed onto the bed in the room he provided.

But when she awoke the next day, an unbearable thirst clawed at her throat. She drained an entire pitcher of water, yet the dryness only grew worse. Then came the fever—scorching, relentless.

"If you're hot… shall I help you undress?"

A cold fingertip brushed against her parched lips. Dazed by the heat, Leticia instinctively l**ked the moisture clinging to his skin.

Her chest ached strangely, a throbbing she couldn’t understand. Her thoughts turned white. Her mind blurred.

And then—

⚠ This story contains depictions of immoral and coercive relationships.* <<less