Brave Romance Web Novels & System Stories

"Sign it, Seraphine. Marguerite is waiting." That was the last thing he said to her before the crash. I know because I read it, word for word, on a train that carried me home for the last time. I hated that ending. I cried over a stranger's death and fell asleep cursing the man who let her die. Then I opened my eyes in her bed, with her wedding ring on my finger and her unborn child beneath my palm. "Welcome, Host," a cold voice whispered. "You have ninety days before the plot claims you." Ninety days. One husband who has never loved her. One ending that has already been written in blood. But I know what happens next. I know who smiles at the funeral and who really pulled the strings. And this time, the wife isn't begging. "I want a divorce, Evander." His face goes white. Good. Now he is on his knees in the rain, crying out for the woman he threw away, while she walks away with his heir and no intention of looking back. He wrote me out of his life. I'm rewriting the ending.

In my first life, my fiancé and stepsister locked me out in −50° cold and laughed while the zombies tore me apart. Then I opened my eyes. Fourteen days before the end of the world. This time, I'm not giving them anything. I have a secret space that can hold a whole city of supplies, a fortress no army can break, and a dangerous werewolf I bought from a black market cage. He calls me "Boss." He swears his life is mine. But the monster who made him is hunting us both. And the man I almost married is that monster's son. They took my mother. They took my life. Now I'm taking everything back, and the world will burn before I let them win.

All I wanted was to read a novel before going to bed. But when I opened my eyes, I found myself trapped inside the very story I'd been reading—as Eleanor Genevieve Rose, the villainess destined to die at the hands of her own husband. And the worst part? I knew exactly who that man was. Duke Edward Alistair. The handsome duke adored by every woman in the empire, yet incapable of loving his own wife. In the original story, Eleanor married him after her older sister fled on their wedding day. She loved Edward until she lost everything, while he watched her die without a moment's hesitation. I had no intention of sharing her fate. “I will never love you,” Edward declared after our wedding. I offered him a faint smile. “Good. Because I have no desire for your love either, Your Grace.” My plan was simple: survive, build my own fortune, and leave the husband who wanted nothing to do with me. Until a mysterious system appeared and ruined everything. [Main Quest: Make Duke Edward Alistair fall in love with you within 365 days.]