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Elina thought she had hit rock bottom. She lost her job. Her therapy session dredged up memories of the ex-boyfriend who stalked and traumatized her. The only thing she had left to look forward to was the finale of her favorite fantasy series, Moonbound Faith. Then the show ended. The heroes won. The villain died. Everyone got their happily-ever-after. That same night, a knock at her door shatters what little peace she has left. Her ex is standing outside. The man who was supposed to be in prison. Forced to flee into a storm, Elina runs until she reaches the edge of a cliff with nowhere left to go. Faced with a choice between death and returning to the man who destroyed her life, she jumps. But instead of dying, she wakes up inside Moonbound Faith. Not as the heroine. Not as a side character. But as Luna—the infamous villainess whose tragic death she celebrated only hours before. Determined to survive, Elina plans to use her knowledge of the story to change her fate. But everything she thought she knew begins to unravel when a small boy tugs on her sleeve and calls her one word: “Mom.” The original story never mentioned a child. And when Elina uncovers the truth behind his existence, she realizes something terrifying. The villainess was never the villain. The story lied. And the ending she remembers may not be the ending waiting for her at all.

I woke up inside a novel, and not even as an important character. I became a pretty background extra in a smut novel. My brother, however, was the only normal person in the entire story. His character setting was the one man the soft, delicate heroine could never win over. He was the cold, unattainable Prince Charming she could never conquer. When the heroine cried and confessed her love, he was studying. When she offered him her whole heart and body, he was busy starting a company. When she spiraled into scandals and nightlife, he was already a billionaire, calm and untouchable. I thought he would live a quiet, ascetic life forever. Until one night, I walked in on him at midnight… holding a piece of clothing I recognized all too well, murmuring a name over and over, a name so familiar that my scalp tingled.

Sienna is a bar performer—she dances to entertain men, and that is the only boundary of her work. Nothing more. She was already content with the life she had grown used to, until one night, she was suddenly abducted by men she did not know and taken to an enormous mansion. There, she meets Red Montemayor—a billionaire who is cold, dominant, and burdened by a hidden disability. Despite his commanding presence and sharp tongue, Red is blind due to an accident. He offers Sienna a peculiar job: to become his fake girlfriend. All of this is part of Red’s plan against the woman he once loved—Cassandra, the ex-girlfriend who betrayed him. He wants to return the pain she caused him, twice as much as what he endured. Amid anger, revenge, and emotions slowly taking shape, the hearts of Sienna and Red will be put to the test. What if another man suddenly appears—will he become an ally, or an enemy? As Sienna’s stay by Red’s side lengthens, secrets will gradually come to light—secrets that will wound the young man’s heart even more. Will a fake relationship turn into true love, or will one merely become a bridge for a former love to return?

A thirty-year-old office lady, who got into an accident and is now trapped inside a novel series she loves. She was reincarnated into one of the side character extras of the story and meets in person the tyrant magician, the playboy prince, and the clueless female lead of the story.

Eva is a blind Vampire that wants to inherit her Father's Beta title and read a good braille book. Unfortunately, all of that changes when she meets Martin Cole and Samael Zane. Life as she knows it is over. Now begins the journey of a lifetime. The journey of Mates and Beloveds. The journey of Royals but most of all the Journey of Betrayal and Rejection.

The year I was at my poorest, I impersonated my sister to take care of her blind fiancé in exchange for one hundred thousand dollars. On the day he regained his sight, I left without a word. When we met again, it was during a business interview. I was a nameless intern reporter. He had returned to his rightful status as the heir of the influential Hughes family. During the interview, the host asked, "We’ve heard that during your illness, your fiancée, Miss Dawson, stayed by your side through thick and thin. The two of you are about to get married?" He lifted his hand slightly, revealing a ring, and his lips curled into a faint smile. "Yes, we’re getting engaged soon." Yet, his gaze, through the lens of his glasses, landed—intentionally or not—on me, standing in the corner.