Kiera Addinell never believed in magic. Fairytales were for children, and happy endings were lies people told themselves to survive. After losing everything, she learned the truth the hard way: hope doesn't pay rent, and wishes don't change fate. So when an old storybook suddenly drags her into Ornothopia-a world of glittering castles, dangerous secrets, and a maddeningly handsome prince who insists she belongs there-Kiera knows one thing: This has to be some kind of mistake. Because magic isn't real. ...Right? But as forgotten memories awaken and political schemes tighten around the throne, Kiera is forced to confront a terrifying possibility: What if the fairytale was real all along- and she was never meant to escape it? ------------------- Begin: 11-05-17 Ends : 12-29-17

A lady who one day opened her eyes and was already carrying a child in her womb. Then she just realized that she was transmigrated inside the novel she used to read before. However, she couldn't remember as to why did the duchess ran away whom the body she possessed. And as to why its life is being chased.

I woke up in the body of Eisha Clement, the textbook definition of a doomed Romance Fantasy villainess. According to the script, I was supposed to poison the Princess, get publicly humiliated by my golden-boy fiancé, the Crown Prince, and face a brutal execution. Standard survival protocol? Avoid the main characters like the plague, save the Princess by secretly switching the toxic glass, and quietly retreat to a wealthy, peaceful retirement. But why is the plot completely off the rails?! "Greetings to the most elusive lady in the Empire." The primary antagonist's son, the dangerously beautiful Second Prince, is suddenly camping outside my door with a bouquet of red flags and a shark-like smirk. "I'll be borrowing the lady." My ex-fiancé, the stoic Crown Prince, just dragged me into the royal gardens, throwing the entire high society into a frenzy over our 'lingering feelings.' And to make matters worse, while trying to escape the political intrigue, I accidentally ended up with a front-row seat to the tragic Second Male Lead's heartbreak-only to get caught in a compromising misunderstanding that might have just triggered his villain arc early! "Can you guys just leave me alone?! I didn't even clean up my reputation! Why am I being dragged into the antagonist's camp, used as a stress ball by the hero, and accused of playing with the hearts of the Empire's most dangerous men?!" I just wanted to avoid the executioner's block, but now I'm trapped in a high-stakes psychological game where every character is rewriting the script-and they're all looking at me.