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Heroines, Villainesses, and the Hero’s Yandere Harem? I want them all!

Pleasant_Nightmare
[WSA Entry 2025] I was betrayed in my first life. A cripple, broken and discarded— I died after catching the one I loved in bed with the only person I ever called a friend. That was the start of real torment. When I woke up, it was in another world. A goddess stood before me. She told me I could go back. Back to my world. Back to everything I lost. All I had to do… was play my part. The side character. And I did. I followed the script. Played my role to perfection. They hated me. Mocked me. Used me. Again and again. But I kept going. Because I believed her. Because I wanted to go home. Then one day, I found out. The hard way. It was all a lie. There was no going back. There never was. She used me. Again. Just like everyone else. Thrown away like trash once I outlived my usefulness. That was the day something inside me snapped. And so, I made a vow. I would take everything from her. I would enslave every single heroine she chose. And I would kill the hero she placed all her hopes on. If she wanted to protect this world… Then I would burn it down. But the more I tried, the more things started to change. And then one day— I found one of the heroines. One of the hero's yanderes I had enslaved. She stood there, trembling, a knife in her hand. “You’re not going anywhere,” she whispered, eyes wild. “I won’t let them have you. You belong to me.” ...What. The. Fuck. Is. Happening?!
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The Duke’s Bargain

“What did you say?” Félix asked. She repeated, “Name your price.” “What is that supposed to mean?” His voice had tapered off with an unreadable emotion that got her weak in her knees, but she held out her chin. “Didn't you once offer to pay me off? Now, make me an offer I cannot refuse. Otherwise, I will go in there"—she gestured toward the Ball—"and make everyone think you dragged me out here to take advantage of me. I know exactly what that would do to your reputation.” “Say. That. Again,” Félix said through gritted teeth as he inched closer to her. ====================== She hadn’t meant to upset him or, worse, blackmail him. She didn’t even know who he was; she only knew he looked important because of how regally he stood in the moonlit dark. Estella was the baron of Cleverdale’s youngest, born into a hard life and always kept on her toes. Her stepsisters hated her. The baroness loathed her. And her father, the only one she called family, shattered her heart when he sold her to Viscount Alistair Ravensdale to cover up his misdeeds. The night of Lady Agatha’s ball, she seized her chance and ran straight into … Duke Félix of Chateaûbriant. In the dark, he mistook her for Princess Coralie, his fiancée, and kissed her. When the moon revealed her face, something about her stuck with him. He couldn’t shake the image of her running wildly or how she smelled like white lotus with hardcore roots. But when she threatened his reputation, he refused to play along. She returned to her world of cruel sisters and an unwanted engagement. What she hadn’t prepared for was the Duke arriving at her doorstep, making two outrageous claims. One. He was the Duke of Chateaûbriant. And two. She had stolen something valuable from him that night. What had she stolen without knowing it? Or worse, what could he possibly demand as repayment? ✯Like it? Add to Library!
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