Lord of the Foresaken - Chapter 190: The Dark’s Temptation

Gu Jin the boss of a top mafia organization was stunned to find that she had suddenly arrived in Magic World. She thought she transmigrated in a novel about Magic, and she became a supporting character who would die protecting the Female lead, and this is all due to her incompetency in magic.Gu Jin laughed 'incompetency?' She can die in every possible way but not due to incompetency.Before transmigration, she was the queen of the mafia world, a strong-willed iron lady.After transmigration, she became a good-for-nothing? She was nothing but a potential mage.She took an oath to become a Heaven Rank Mage.Every colleague of hers despised her until one day they got to know about her potential.Incompetency? She has a special body type which grants her power to have multiple elements while others only had few.Not talented enough? While others were cultivating and having trouble learning alchemy, she cultivated, made formulas of her own, and learned other things too.Is poor? Sorry with her talent in business and alchemy, she had built a business empire of her own and ranks among the top rich individuals!Does she have no supporters? The citizens of Fujio worship her like a god. Her popularity is more than that of the female lead.Has no family? So what! The little boy she adopted is Beast Tamer, the little girl she rescued was a Mystic cultivator.But the drama began when her biological family picked her up. Turns out the Female Lead was the fake daughter and Gu Jin was the real daughter.The Female lead warned her,“Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and Third Sister are too cold, if they ignore you and you feel hurt I will apologize on their behalf, after all, I am their beloved person.”Gu Jin didn't have much hope from her biological family, since the female lead was so lovable... she was sure that they wouldn't love her.However...The Eldest Brother of the family patted Gu Jin's head,“I bought this Star Level Artifact for fun you can have it.”Gu Jin: “...”The Second Brother of the family who had a cold nature chuckled,“Who dares to taunt Gu Jin? I will chop off their finger...I mean I will have a civilized talk with them! ”Gu Jin:“..” The Third Sister of the family secret sneaked into Gu Jin's room every day and claimed to have a headache,“Sister Jin~ Let me sleep with you~ I am having a headache.”Gu Jin: “...” Was the female lead telling her the truth? Why was everything so different?

“He knew he should not go easy on her, but his heart is challenging his mind…”(Warning: Novel is r-18 with strong mature content but NO rape and violence!)****Arya Tan, a beautiful, young, wannabe actress, was in a difficult situation that her only option was to agree on a deal offered to her to save her loved ones' lives. The deal was to make the aloof man named Ryu Ken fall in love with her, only to leave him heartbroken and devastated afterward. Would she succeed, and if she did, would she be able to escape Ryu’s wrath?Ryu Ken, a ruthless CEO who never gave a second glance to any woman how-much-ever beautiful she was, gave his heart to one woman. And despite his warnings, the woman broke his heart and left him. So he vowed to find her and punish her as brutally as he could. But could he really punish her when deep in his heart it was still her he longed to be? Could love overcome the hate buried in his heart?======Excerpt:“Leaving already? You seem to be in such a rush to talk to me. Why don't you spill it out now?”Stunned, Arya wondered if she was hallucinating. The voice was very familiar. The man's arm encircled her waist, abruptly pulled her towards him. He then leaned forward and scornfully whispered into her ear, “Aren't you here to negotiate? I was hoping you had a better offer.”She tilted her head to look up at the rude man and was left open-mouthed looking at a familiar face. She was shocked but mumbled, “Ryu?”Ryu smirked and stared at Arya's slightly opened lips and said, “Did you miss me? How about this?”Before Arya could utter another word, Ryu captured her lips abruptly and kissed her roughly.

Ysavel, an aspiring writer, wakes up one day inside the world of her own novel. She thought it's those typical transmigration story she have read. However, she was shock when she discovers that she's been cast as the villainess in her own story.

“DON'T TELL ME I BECOME THE VILLAINESS OF MY OWN STORY?!”

Shocked and dismayed, she realizes that the only way to return to the real world is to live out her role in the story. Initially, she accepts this fate, but things take an unexpected turn when the characters start deviating from the script.

“I don't want another Queen. Youare the only one I want as my Queen, Csille.” Prince Fraser whispered.

The male lead, who was expected to be annoyed by her constant pestering, instead becomes affectionate and attached to her.

“It's inevitable, Lady Lauretré. You will still be the Queen, so I don't see any harm in what I said. Besides, I doubt the King or even the Crown Prince would be willing to change their minds about your engagement.”

The female lead, who was supposed to separate the male lead from her, begins to play matchmaker between the male lead and the villainess.

What should she do? She couldn't get back to the real world if she didn't finished the story as the villainess. But how can she finished it if the two leads are not following the script? Help!!!

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.