An Unexpected Proposal - Chapter 25: Pride and Prejudice

Otaku Tang Yi traversal obtains a systematic counterattack.

waste? You can still find your teeth everywhere.

Easily relax the artifact, simply become a master.

Daguai upgrade, killing also upgrade.

Crush the heavens and the world to achieve the invincible supremacy.

genius? In Tang Yi’s eyes, it was just a joke, not as good as a pet dog in the system.

- Description from Uukanshu

Dear father and mother.

Please forgive this daughter who is tainted.

I, Cecilia Silvy, will strive to continue to live peacefully…

I have decided to become a man!

High school student Hiyono Kanzaki reincarnated as Cecilia Silvy, the villainess lady of the otome game “Wruhel Academy Saint Princess 3”.

In order to avoid her miserable future, she decided to spend her time at Wruhel Academy, the main stage of the game… as a man.

Will she be able to complete her school life without anybody discovering the truth?!

The Prince of Su Wang, Chu Ba Ning is not famous because of his great status and power, but because legend has it that whoever becomes his wife will be cursed to death, with no children to inherit his fortunes.

Ever since the Emperor betrothed Lu Shao Qi to Chu Ba Ning, everyone had predicted that she will not be living any longer. Even the biggest casino in the capital city would gamble and bet how she would die. The side-concubines gifted to the Prince of Su Wang would also cry and kneel to the ground to hug Lu Shao Qi’s legs, begging for her to not drag them to death with her.

Lu Shao Qi complains: Heavens! Is it easy to find a virtuous wife like me? Such a fortune and you don’t know how to appreciate it!

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This is a story about a modern girl who sets a goal to become a virtuous wife after being reborn into an ancient era. But she later discovers that her husband, the prince has OCD and has rumours of being cursed to be wifeless and have no children. As a result, our female lead is accused of being a controlling wife and she has no way out now.

- Description from Novelupdates

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.