Transmigrated Into A Heartthrob Novel And Went Ooc Novels & Stories

By the time I reached my room, the story had morphed completely—I was now a pathetic girl throwing myself at every Hunter brother I could find. This is my life now, I realized, sinking onto my bed. I came here to escape being an outcast, and instead I've made myself a target.

The night she fell My chest felt tight. The words echoed so loud in my head I could taste chlorine on my tongue. “Die, you book character.” My stomach twisted so violently I thought I might throw up. Was that really what happened? Was Vivian there? Or someone else entirely? If the Villain knew this was a book. Was the villain also transmigrated. God—no. I’m overthinking this. Had I imagined it all? Had the memory of that night twisted in my head until I couldn’t tell left from right? Maybe I heard it wrong.

How- What- He glances at me, "I know.. We were pathetic. But anyways, when we woke up, we transmigrated to my book, 'Brotherhood of Blades.'" I gasp, "That is crazy! I have never heard of two people transmigrating. Where is your lab partner now?" "He..." He exhales a heavy breath, "..Did not make it." "W-What do you mean?"

It was because my readers had become so attached to my novels that they started to ship my characters, and they have learned to absolutely love and follow the author behind my books. But now, every single thing changed abruptly. My romance novel suddenly turned into a gruesome horror, which I am not good at. But we were all so astonished once I have submitted the novel-turned-horror-story, as I was able to make the hairs on their skin stand and sent chills down to their spine, which means it was perfect. But that was not what I was known for. I became popular for romantic genres, so it was never a perfect idea to suddenly make the transition into something different and unnerving.

Tess My heart aches when I step inside Lucas’ room. He called my name a minute ago, so I’m here, ready to read another chapter from the latest romance novel I bought. The problem is that I would be anywhere but here. I like him, I really do! But I feel like a worm inside an apple—disgusting and like I don’t belong since Freddy brainwashed me.

There was a trace of sorrow in the way he looked at me. He smiled gently. "You're welcome." Yet his gaze seemed to pass through me, as though he were looking at someone else. As time passed, my memories gradually merged, and I came to fully understand everything about this body's past. The abusive novel's male lead had tormented her relentlessly. But she had been hopelessly love-struck. No matter how badly she was hurt, she believed there was a place for her in his heart. In the end, he abused her to death.

[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.

Daniel always called me his plaything—someone he could use however he wanted—while keeping Wendy pristine and sacred. I cried so hard reading those chapters. But now that I’d transmigrated, there was no way I was letting him ruin my life again. After I got my paycheck at the end of the month, I was gone. Escape was the soul of this genre. His friends weren’t bad, though. And since this was a reverse-harem story, I had to respect the original plot. If I didn’t follow the plot, I might disappear. Or get smited by lightning. Or zapped by the system.

I’ve been dying without being able to send comments these past two days! [Wait, what happened? A bug?] [No, the book switched platforms. The old site shut down and the author rewrote the main storyline. It’s been re-uploaded on SmutReads!] “Smut… SmutReads?” My face drained of color. I couldn’t help blurting it out loud. The comments froze for a moment, then exploded. [Ha! I knew she could see us!] [Sweetie, you probably don’t know, right? The redemption arc got scrapped. It switched to a smut romance, and you’re the new female lead! The new storyline starts tonight.]

When I opened my eyes, I found myself holding an exquisitely wrapped sandwich. Whispers immediately drifted into my ears. "Look, Jacob Blake's here again delivering breakfast to Carol." "He seriously has no shame. She already said she doesn't like him, but he still won't give up." "Exactly! Carol and Matt are obviously the perfect couple!" I froze for two seconds before a flood of memories suddenly crashed into my mind. I, the invincible hero of a power-fantasy novel, had actually transmigrated into the role of a pathetic simp side character in a trashy romance novel.