Shattered Innocence: Transmigrated Into A Novel As An Extra Novels & Stories

It hit the far wall with a sickening crack and fell to the rug, the screen shattered into a thousand jagged pieces. I fell back into my chair, my head in my hands, my fingers digging into my scalp. I wanted to be alone. I wanted the darkness of the tomb to finally swallow me whole. I had lost everything—Claudia, my honor, my pack's respect, and the girl I had spent years breaking, only to find out she was the only truly innocent soul among us.

And just like that— The balance shifted again. But this time— It didn’t tilt. It shattered. Because now— There was a new player. And she wasn’t afraid to play dirty.

Now everything suddenly makes sense. 'My soul was not transferred to the past. It was transmigrated inside my favorite mystery novel which is titled 'Book of Murder' but not as Detective Alice Potter but as Doreen Garcia. ...the murderer.

It amazes me. Zane isn't innocent though. The man's crazy. Before I came to America, I lived with Zane back home in Italy until I was the age of six. He thought I needed to "toughen up" and grow a pair so he sent me to his "best man" all the way in LA. From the man who beat me fornasking for water to the man who rapes me as part of his fucked training to toughen me up. Ugh. I hate my pathetic life.

Having her own office at this young age did make her feel excited. Folding her hands on the table, Seraphine placed her head on her hand and began to think deeply. Since she was the female lead, there should be something in the novel that would be able to help her. Others, when they transmigrate in novels, are able to find various treasures or jewel mines. If it is not that, they gain immense power and just have the plot making them lead a cool life. However, in the novel she transmigrated into, the female lead didn't discover anything cool and only got into trouble. That's why, the plotline was of no help to her.

No matter which way I looked at it and how much I wanted to deny it, it became apparent that this wasn’t a dream, nor reality, but a situation within a novel. I’m in a fucking w******l! Heavy anxiety and confusion struck me at the realization. I could’ve never imagined this situation at all. I clearly remembered being hit by a truck, and then... Damn, is the truck a dimensional portal or something? Why do people isekai into shitty novels after getting hit by a truck? I took a deep breath to avoid myself from hyperventilating. After pondering for a while, I came to the conclusion that this is what it meant to be 'transmigrated'. It was very common in novels these days.

When he held me. He cursed under his breath and drove out. I sighed out, feeling better during the drive. I'm still haunted by nightmares about that day. The day I lost my baby and my life. The day Isadora died and I got into her body. I've always believed in transmigration and rebirth shit but I never knew it'd happen to me. I got a chance to live but I'm tossed into a vicious world. We reached the mansion and I was about to open the door when I remembered I "fractured" my leg. "I can't get out.." I stammered, looking up at him."my leg. "

He was so skinny that he looked bony, his face was ghostly pale, and he was so frail that a gust of wind could knock him over. When I arrived, I saw a spark of life return to his eyes, like an old fire rekindled. Still, that tiny ember vanished the moment I spoke. "I used to want to marry you here more than anything." Saying it now, I didn't feel pain anymore. Maybe, when the end is near, your heart just gets lighter.

[Rosanna's POV] After suddenly dying from working too much, I realized that I had transmigrated into a novel that I'd been reading late into the night a few days ago. Unfortunately, I was neither the main female lead nor any of the supporting cast. Instead, I was the cannon fodder who was slated to only appear for a few scenes in the front before getting killed off after a while. The system bound to me told me that I was the wife of the story's main antagonist and the mother of the secondary antagonist. My mission was to change the trajectory of their lives and help them forge their own paths.

Despite that, he still saw the tenderness and guilt in Elena's eyes as she looked at Noah. "I fell into the pool on my 18th birthday three days ago, and you saved me," she began. "Do you remember that? All of you thought I was fine, that I'd only passed out after choking on the pool water. "You guys thought I would be fine after some rest, but something actually happened to me. Something major, in fact. I transmigrated when on the verge of death—someone's obsession dragged my soul into a novel, and I spent ten years there."