TRANSMIGRATED AS THE VILLAINESS? OH, HELL NO!
I died saving a child. My reward? Waking up inside a novel I hated, in the body of Kailani Vincent, the villainess destined to be murdered because of her own stupidity.
I'm Kailani Vincent now. Billionaire heiress, professional heartbroken idiot in the original story, and future murder victim. Apparently, the universe looked at my ordinary life and thought, You know what would make this better? Trauma.
The only good thing about this ridiculous transmigration? I'm a billionaire heiress! No more exhausting shifts, no more bills, and absolutely NO MORE WORKING! Finally, the universe does something right.
Unfortunately, the novel's sweet, supposedly innocent female lead isn't as harmless as she looks.
My goals? Avoid the male lead, stay away from his precious girlfriend, and survive. Easy enough, right?
Wrong.
I can suddenly hear people's thoughts, and Nikolai Bernard—the dangerously handsome man destined to kill me—is back and annoyingly interested in me.
There's just one problem. I can't read his mind.
Why couldn't I transmigrate into a novel with sensible characters and a hot man who doesn't threaten my life?
I only wanted to enjoy my fortune and stay alive.
Apparently, even retirement comes with a fucking death threat.
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Chapter: 6: Shopping, Spending, and Other Dangerous ActivitiesEmily's pov If there was one thing I was learning to appreciate about being Kailani Vincent, it was the money.The unlimited, ridiculous, possibly illegal amounts of it.Who wouldn't enjoy walking into a designer boutique, lifting a handbag without checking the tag, and walking out without calculating how many days of noodles it would cost? In my old life, I'd once spent fifteen minutes debating whether I could afford a secondhand pair of shoes. Now my new mother had bought three dresses because she couldn't decide which one suited me.Three. Apparently, indecision was a luxury too."Try this one next, darling," Rosa said, holding up another dress, her eyes bright.I held it against my chest and faced the mirror. Pale green, with pearl buttons, and it fit like it had been made for me. I hated how much I liked it. "Mother, at this rate we'll need a separate building just for my clothes," I said."Wouldn't that be wonderful?" she said cheerfully.I looked to Grandma Camille for backup.
Last Updated: 2026-10-22
Chapter: 5: The Perks of Being a Billionaire HeiressEmily's povZelda was still smiling, still waiting for an answer.I had no intention of giving her one."I honestly don't remember anything unusual," I said, widening my eyes. "Why? Was I doing something embarrassing?"Her smile slipped for half a second. "No, of course not!" she said, a little too fast. "I was just worried about you, Lani. You know how much I care."*Please don't let her have forgotten. That would be a disaster.*I kept my face blank and my hands loose. If I had a dollar for every person who told me they cared while hoping for my ruin, I'd be rich. Technically, I already was."That's so sweet, Zelda," I said, pressing both hands to my chest. "I'm touched. I might cry."She blinked. I blinked back. We stared at each other like two contestants in a contest neither of us had signed up for.Then she gave an awkward laugh. "You're acting so differently lately.""Am I?" I tilted my head. "Maybe nearly dying changed my perspective."*Or she's pretending. What if she remembe
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Chapter: 4: What the Hell Is She Thinking?Emily's povI could hear Zelda Graham's thoughts.I stared at her, searching for any reasonable explanation. Maybe I'd hit my head harder than I thought. Or maybe transmigrating into a fictional character came with side effects nobody warned you about.Whatever the reason, this was officially the worst week of my life. And since I'd already died once, that was saying something."Are you alright, Kailani?" Zelda asked, tilting her head, her hand still on the doorknob.*Why is she staring at me like that?*I flinched so hard the bed creaked. That wasn't the voice she'd just spoken with. It was the same one, but her mouth hadn't moved."I'm fine," I said, swallowing.*She doesn't look fine.*"Just tired," I added, gripping the sheet.*Something is wrong with her.*Great. I'd barely survived dying, and now my brain had turned into a public announcement system. Except the announcements were private, and I hadn't subscribed."Then get some rest," Zelda said softly. "You've been through so m
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Chapter: 3: My New Life Is Already a DisasterEmily's povThe first thing I felt was a headache. The second was a deep, personal hatred of fainting.I opened my eyes. Gold light slanted through the tall windows, and the chandelier was still there, glittering over me like it belonged in a palace. Then everything came back. Zelda. Kailani. The book. The murder waiting somewhere in my future."Oh, absolutely not," I whispered, and sat up too fast. The room tilted and my skull throbbed. I sank back against the pillows with a groan.A nurse hurried in. "Miss Vincent, please don't move so suddenly," she said, hovering at the edge of the bed."Noted. My brain has filed a formal complaint," I said, pressing a hand to my forehead.She blinked at me like she wasn't sure whether that counted as a symptom. Before she could decide, the door swung open and Rosa and Charles rushed in."Lani!" Rosa grabbed my hand while Charles pulled a chair up beside her, his forehead creased. "Darling, how do you feel?"*Like a woman who died once and woke up
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Chapter: 2: THE VILLAINESS? OH, HELL NO!Emily's povMy head felt like someone had used it to test a concrete wall.I groaned and shifted against the pillows. Every move sent a dull ache through my skull, and my eyelids weighed a ton. My mouth tasted like cotton, and somewhere close by a monitor beeped in a slow, steady rhythm.The last thing I remembered was a truck, a terrified little boy, and my stupid book landing on my face. Was the kid okay? Why did my whole body hurt like I'd been run over by an actual truck?Oh. Right. I had been."Great," I whispered, trying to sit up. The room spun, and I dropped back onto the pillows. I'd saved a child and earned a headache that could end civilization.I opened my eyes, expecting a hospital curtain and a nurse who'd rather be anywhere else. Instead, a crystal chandelier hung over me.I blinked. Twice. It stayed.Cream walls. Tall windows. A vase of fresh flowers beside a television that cost more than my monthly salary. A thin tube ran from the back of my hand up to a bag on a sil
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Chapter: 1: I Should've Never Read That Damn BookEmily's pov"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" I yelled, staring at the last page with my mouth hanging open."That's how it ends?" I asked the empty room. Nobody answered. My cold tea sat on the coffee table, a skin of milk wrinkling on top, and I glared at it too.Zelda Graham, the sweet, innocent, poor girl who could apparently do no wrong, got her happy ending with Edward Bernard, the most oblivious man ever put on a page. She lied, she manipulated, she played the victim the second anyone questioned her, and everyone still treated her like an angel.Kailani Vincent, the so-called villainess, ended up dead.My hands were shaking. I snapped the book shut, then opened it again to check the last page one more time, as if the ending might have changed while I wasn't looking. It hadn't."Sure, let the lying little saint win and kill the only person with enough sense to be interesting," I muttered, smacking the book against my knee.Kailani wasn't innocent. She was spoiled, sharp-t
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Chapter: 4: You have thirty seconds. Then again.Shila pov The old track looked smaller than I remembered.I stood at the gate at ten minutes to seven, with the morning mist still clinging to the asphalt and my borrowed jacket zipped to my chin. The grandstands were rusted, and the paint on the curbs had faded to the color of old bruises. But the smell hit me before anything else, hot rubber and gasoline and cold dew, and my chest tightened in a way that had nothing to do with illness.It smelled like home."You're early."I turned. Rhett was leaning against the garage door with a paper cup of coffee in each hand, looking almost exactly as I remembered him. Tall, lean, dark hair a little too long, a gray shirt with the sleeves pushed to his elbows. There were a few new lines at the corners of his eyes, and a stillness about him that had always made me feel like the ground was steady."So are you," I said."I've been here since five." He held out a cup. "Black, no sugar. Unless that changed."It had not. I did not know why that made
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Chapter: 3: I want to race againShila pov Bianca did not ask a single question.She pulled up outside the Everdeen gates in her pajama pants and an oversized sweater, took one look at me standing on the pavement with Miss Grace's arms wrapped around me, and said, "Get in the car."Miss Grace pressed a small bag into my hands, her eyes swollen and red. "Your medicine is inside. And your mother's necklace." She hesitated. "Madam, if you need anything, anything at all, you call me.""I will," I whispered, and I hugged her for much longer than I had in five years. She smelled like lavender and old kitchens, like the only home I had left.Then I got into Bianca's car, and I did not look back at the house.---Bianca's apartment was small, warm, and a little messy, and it felt like stepping into a room where no one could ever hurt me.She sat me on the couch, wrapped me in a blanket that smelled of fabric softener, and put a mug of tea in my hands that I never drank. Then she sat beside me, pulled my head down onto her s
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Chapter: 2: You never asked me for a child.Shila povI took a step back as though his words had struck me across the face.The distance between us widened, and I do not mean the few feet of polished floor. It was something deeper, something that felt final and impossible to cross again."Why?" The word barely made it past my lips.Kairus exhaled slowly, like a man already tired of a conversation he had rehearsed too many times. "Five years, Shila. Five years, and you have not given me an heir."I stared at him.For a moment I wondered if I had misheard, if the hospital and the diagnosis and the blood in the sink had finally cracked something inside my mind."An heir," I echoed. My voice was quiet now, dangerously calm."The Everdeen name matters. The family needs a successor, and I cannot keep waiting for something that is clearly never going to happen." He said it evenly, each word set down like a stone. "I won't apologize for wanting what any man in my position would want."I thought about that sentence. I thought about all
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Chapter: 1: I wish I could say yes.Shila povThe first time I coughed up blood, I told myself it was nothing.It was the morning of our fifth wedding anniversary, and I stood over the bathroom sink with my fingers gripping the cold marble, staring at the red drops against the white porcelain as though they belonged to someone else. My chest ached in a deep, strange way that no amount of breathing could ease, and the mirror showed me a woman who looked tired in a way sleep had stopped fixing months ago.I turned on the tap and watched it all wash away.*Stress,* I decided. *Or the weight of a marriage that is quietly slipping through your fingers.*I had become very good at explaining things away.Kairus had left before dawn again. His side of the bed was cold and perfectly smooth, and there was no note on the pillow, no message on my phone, nothing to suggest he remembered what day it was. But I remembered. And I refused to believe that a man who once promised me forever in front of two hundred guests had truly forgott
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