Novel & Cerita Sinopsis Novel Daun Yang Jatuh Tak Pernah Membenci Angin

The next morning I opened my eyes. Three days left before I was gone. I got up early on purpose. Serena was sitting still, staring at an old photo of me, the one from before, when I used to ride horses. I was confident in that photo, full of life. Every girl on campus had wanted to be with that version of me. "Missing the old days? Too bad about my legs." She startled and quickly tucked the photo away. Then she noticed what I had deliberately exposed. My bare skin, covered in scars. And carved into my lower body were the word "trash". The surrounding skin was a ruin of overlapping wounds.

It was narrower and dull, the beautiful lady with a kind smile was nowhere and when asked about the booklet, she only found the ordinary ones, disappointed she left the shop with a sad face. On the day of the Christmas eve, on her way back home she slipped on a banana peel on the road and fell, "What the hell?" She shouted. Glaring at the peel she shouted, "who in the world throws that thing on the road? you have a bin for that!" She picked up the banana peel and threw it on the bin by the side of the road. There she found something unexpected, her booklet was thrown inside the bin, "How did you end up here?" she picked it up and cleaned it with her kerchief. After reaching home, she placed

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.