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Wedding's Smuggler
Romance Wanda E. Pangestu, examines various foreigner weddings as a reference for her novel to be published in the near future. Unexpectedly, out of the many parties that were held that day, Wanda infiltrated the wedding without the bride and ended up replacing the bride!
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Wanda Elka Pangestu is a writer whose identity is kept secret for the convenience of everyday life, there is no special reason other than that. For the sake of the final stage of her novel to be published in the near future, Wanda is required by the script editor to look for clues about the wedding to complete the final part of the novel.
As a professional writer, Wanda has infiltrated several weddings. One, two, three weddings she attended without an invitation were not enough, so she infiltrated the wedding again, which turned out to be quite luxurious, and to make matters worse, there was no bride!
Wanda, who was aware of the absence of the bride, never thought that she would be made the bride by the groom, who was eventually discovered to be Bryant Nathanael Ethan. After being asked for help, which was more of a coercion and agreement, Wanda agreed. Wanda would act like a normal wife and in return Bryant would do some romantic things at Wanda's request for inspiration for Her novel. Male Lead
Fantasy I am a twenty-three-year-old woman with heart disease. Recovery is impossible. I was born prematurely with an unstable heart condition. Since childhood I have had a weak body, I can't do this and that. Just lie down and read a book.
When i was nineteen years old. Just when the doctor said my condition was getting worse. I spent time in my room and wrote a novel on a novel reading app.
Create a novel with the main character who is beautiful and happy with her family. The main male character is the son of an emperor who becomes a slave because of a tragedy. The story is cliché. Filled with a sweet love story like my dream.
I write with pleasure because all this is my dream. Everything that is typed is an unfulfilled dream. Every word that exists is the hope of my life.
The perfect life of the female main character is a very sweet dream. It feels like changing positions to become Clathria Vance, who lives happily. But...
"Huh! Even here, I am living the life of a stupid, weak girl."
My breath kicked up some dust. I had entered this dreamy novel world, but not as Clathria. But as Lilyana Van Breac. A powerful mage. No, no. Lyana is not actually a gifted witch. She became a great sorceress because of her pact with the devil.
Her family are natural witches. The oldest brother has the power of fire, the second brother has the power of earth, and the third brother has the power of controlling plants. And Liana? He was just trash who didn't have any power in people's eyes. Therefore, Lyana took the blood of her three siblings, surrendered to the devil, and became a realm controller of the five elements.
"Two more elements destruction bonus from the devil."
Lyana, a powerful witch, becomes a cruel, cold-hearted woman. That's why he died in such a horrible way.
"I think I support what Lyana did as revenge for her wound. It's like the male lead taking revenge on Lyana and her family. It's a little unfair, though. But the plot is like that. But I made up the plot myself. Hah, base,"Lyana dies as a result of the devil's pact and the male lead's attack, which turns her to ashes. After that, Her spirit was also locked and tormented in hell. Creepy.
When I first came to this world, I wanted to live a quiet life with a good mother, Lyana, to live as I should. But I changed my mind, I don't want to die in ashes. Because now I am the one in Liana's position.
"If I hadn't made a pact with the devil, it wouldn't have happened. If I hadn't been greedy, everything would have been fine. After all, this Lyana character actually has a power that awakens really late."
"Just wait for the power to awaken, yes, the point is that I have power. And also to be able to live comfortably. Although it is often compared to the strength of the three bullies."
I lie down on a used mattress. A cramped toilet, even worse than the maid's quarters.
"Lilies?"The soft voice greeted my ear.
"Mother?" I rose to see the figure of a beautiful woman smiling softly. She carried a tray of food in her hand.
"Let us eat."
I approached the beautiful woman, whose name is Sicily. The beautiful woman who became my mother, the only person who appreciates my presence. She was simply the concubine of Grand Duke Breac.
"Next time, don't be disobedient,"Sicily whispered to me. She is a good mother. Unfortunately, Sicily's life is not long. Soon this beautiful and kind woman will die because of a journey to the north, an area famous for its eternal snow.
I've just been punished. It was because I defended myself against the accusations of Gisella Van Breac, the third brother.
"I am innocent, Mother."
Sicily sighed. He stroked my golden white mane,"You know,"she replied.
"You want me to accept the mistakes I didn't make?"
"Isn't that better than being punished like this?" asked Sicily.
"No, I would never do that. I would not want to accept someone else's mistakes as mine."
Sicily wore a sad face. "Daughter,"she called out. I let out a small sigh. Then I hugged her. Sicily worried about me out of pity. But who wants to give in to something that doesn't make sense.
"I heard Father brought some people from outside?" I asked.
"Yes."
I stared out the window. Holding a cup of hot tea. This is already the beginning. The beginning of the torture of the male protagonist. Gerald Del Variano.
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The man set to inherit the vast fortunes of the wealthiest family in Nordeny and the bachelor whom every young woman from any respectable family sought to marry. A man who loathed the advances of women he didn't know. Angering him would mean death.
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Anya's mind cleared up. The fog that had clouded her head dispelled immediately. She shook her head frantically. "I didn't do it! It wasn't me..."
"You didn't? How did you end up in my bed then?" Evan detested such shameless and stealthy means. His fingers tightened around Anya's pale arms. His strong grip nearly crushed her fragile bones.
Pain spiked down Anya's arms. Her eyes reddened as she repeated herself.
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The young man pulled on the rest of his clothes angrily.
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