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.

Alistair asked again. "Like you...he was also the author of the book–on where did I met him, but its still incomplete. Maybe his soul have feel the need to complete his unfinished book thats why he was transmigrated inside his own book. And we did. We did completed the book by our own. We made it until the end. But I didn't know that it was also the last time that I can saw him...because he didn't tell me that he was transmigrated." She said in a sigh. "I really thought that we can comeback together. In fact, we already planned on where to meet once we came back to our real world. But it turns out–that Im coming back alone after all."

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

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.

She tried her best to endure the pain, the slashing, and the misery, but her mind is falling away, she started thinking of vengeance and darker timid of revenge, she tried taming her mind, however, the more the whip harms her, the more she felt that her sanity is falling apart. She couldn't believe what has happened to her, she couldn't believe that she died and now she is a transmigrated soul, she couldn't believe that she's being abused right now as the main villain character of a book. The whip sound echoed around the punishment room which they prepared for this kind of action, they wanted to use this to discipline the kids that's why most of the children cannot go against them. Yubin, wh

My cloud was broken when a strong, smooth voice commanded, "Stop!" My eyes flit open and my heart stutters. My God, did I mess up? London stares at the both of us, an unreadable expression on his face. I messed up, didn't I? "What's the matter?" Jackie sasses, a brow raised in his direction. "I don't need to hear anymore," he replied with a shrug, "You both made the cut." "That means?" I ask unsurely, narrowing my eyes. It means you're both in," he answered with a small smile, "Welcome to Crash Course Rebellion."

After hearing her big brother speak of Diamond Academy, the next day Maria laid on her bed depressed, confirming with herself that she had somehow transmigrated into the reverse harem light-novel, A Fairytale Romance. Once that was out of the way, it only took connecting the dots to figure out which character her soul transmigrated into, which was that of the comic-relief female villain, Maria Rosendrey. 'At least my first name is still the same, but usually, when stuff like this happens, the soul is transmigrated into the main villainous boss, not a sub-villain, who no one in the series took seriously!'