On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness - Chapter 13 - : Don’t Want to See Her

Bad End Night is a novel by Hitoshizuku-P, based on a series of Vocaloid songs, the NighT Series. The plot revolves around eight actors trapped in a never-ending play, seeking a way to escape.

“You’re under me,” Raymond said coldly. “And whether you accept it or not, Candy Chucks—you’re mine now.”He said her full name slowly, deliberately.Candy’s heart slammed against her ribs as his gaze dropped to her lips, dark and unreadable.His hand came to the back of her head, fingers tightening—not to kiss her, but to remind her who held the power.“I’m nobody’s property,” she snapped, jerking away. “Not yours. Not anyone’s.”His lips curved into a dangerous smile.“We’ll see.”____________Candy Chucks’ life ends the day her father sells her to a ruthless mafia lord to settle a deadly debt.Raymond Monster is cold, feared, and unforgiving—and once he claims something, he never lets go.Trapped in his world of violence and power, Candy fights to keep her freedom… until she uncovers a devastating truth about her past—one that proves her entire life was built on lies.Was she ever meant to be free… or was she always his?

For saving his girlfriend, Feng Shan was convicted of excessive self-defense and served a seven-year sentence.After his release from prison, he unexpectedly inherits an overseas estate, becoming a landlord in the Alaskan Arctic Circle.By day, he hunts, eats meat, and drinks a little wine; at night, he watches the aurora, grows vegetables in the world of ice and snow, and for fun, shows off some Witchcraft to the natives to blow their minds.Creating his own paradise within the Arctic Circle.

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOKHeena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean.“HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!”Her eye twitched. Not now.Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings.“System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.”“But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!”“Not my problem.”“You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!”“Exactly why I deserve a vacation.”“No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!”Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.”“Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging.Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous.The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in.Empress Celeste Ravencourt.Five husbands.A dying empire.“Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.”A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.”“Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?”“Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.”Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily.“Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.”She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place.At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone.Wine was poured into her glass.Poisoned. Obvious.They watched her closely.Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly.“To new beginnings.”She drank it all.The silence cracked.Nothing happened.Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief.Heena leaned back, calm and smiling.“Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”