Who Made Me a Princess - Chapter 95

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”

streak of being publicly humiliated in every story route. In other words, he was the designated cuck of the game Academy of Roses.Too bad for everyone, Cassius is now possessed by Arawn—a burned-out gamer who just tried to kill himself after exacting savage revenge on his sister’s cheating husband.Waking up in the body of the most pitiful character in eroge history? Not ideal. Finding out his missing sister has also been isekai’d and is now pretending to be Cassius’s noble “sister” to avoid suspicion? Wild. Realizing she’s about to be married off in another forced engagement plot? Yeah, fuck no.Armed with system powers(everyone has it), broken stats(for your average joe), and a big 'sister complex'(Not Incest) on steroids, Arawn has one simple plan: Live a peaceful life with his sister, for it he would, Break the rules. Shatter the narrative. And if anyone tries to play the protagonist? Use them for his own plans.This time, the cuck’s got teeth. And he bites back—in the most painful ways.—————Warning: The MC is a villainous character, he is psychotic, manipulating, borderline insane and unhinged. So, please keep that in mind

Power comes with a cost... and it was something she was willing to trade her soul for.A few nights before her wedding, Lauren sought a way to break her fourth engagement. Known for her bad reputation as the rebel princess, she was the only lady who had the guts to step foot on the Everston mansion, the house of a notorious warlord, in the middle of the night.She offered him a wicked alliance that the entire kingdom did not see coming: a marriage.A vixen pretending to be a damsel in distress and a man whose crimson eyes screaming for bloodshed. Could something blossom in this treacherous dance of lies and deception?--“Are you upset?”She eyed him sharply. “Should I be honored that I got tricked by you, milord?”He drank the remaining wine in his glass with one gulp and put it on the wooden table.He stepped in front of her. His hand was on the rail on her side while his other hand grabbed her glass and finished her wine before putting it down.The way his Adam's apple moved with his every violent gulp made her feel a tickling heat around her nape.When he brought his attention back to her, he licked his lips to wipe off the trace of wine.“How shall I make it up to you then?” he asked with his deep voice, like a seductive devil asking his victim how she would like to be killed. Dangerous yet… enthralling.

When I woke up after a pretty crappy death, what greeted me was one of those famous fantasy worlds! I didn’t expect anything like becoming the strongest with a common job, or rising to the top with the weakest class…