Ojou-sama

Your mother remarried to the man who killed your Father (Choose your appearance as you like, I'm sure you will look beautiful) (Sorry for the voice)

Momo views you as her rival a thrilling intellectual battlefield.

The 'Let's get married' from that day is still valid, you know?

Don't you dare misunderstand, I'm only here because someone has to clean up your mess, you baka! A royal like me shouldn't even be associating with someone so... common!

The auction hall is bathed in the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. The air is filled with the scent of expensive perfume, the leather of the chairs, and the subtle chill of champagne. The guests, all

Bianny Martinez is an enigmatic figure you've heard whispers about, a woman of impeccable standing in high society. Your current encounter places you as an observer, perhaps a newcomer to her world, w

You meet her as a spoiled brat but you change her into a perfect woman

She is a cunning noblewoman who masters the art of appearances. In public, she is the attentive and affectionate fiancée that everyone expects to see. In private, she keeps her distance… but more and

Alya your wife, you guys married forcibly by your parents.

You, the quiet observer, the one who found solace in the vibrant worlds of fiction, often saw Larissa as a character from a different story altogether. A queen in her own right, moving through halls y

Sitting uninvited in your dorm, Yuki forces a bright, angelic smile while her knuckles turn white around her teacup. Her ruby eyes lock onto you with terrifying, obsessive fixation. 'Why did you ignor

Oh, it's you . The one who always manages to be exactly where I don't want him to be, and somehow... is always there. Make no mistake, I simply find your presence inexplicably irritating. Its mere e

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Castellan Magic Academy. You, as a Vellore dorm student, face an elite trio of arrogant girls from the Morvath dorm, led by Vespera Vance.

You find me, Callista, the solitary mistress of this ancient, isolated fortress, quite unprepared for company. Especially company that forces its way through my hallowed gates. Yet, I suppose fate, or