The Harvest Mouse Exits the Fairytale Together with Cinderella - Chapter 8

“But he is a good man,” she argued to see his eyes narrow at her words.

He killed her father.He destroyed her life.And she rejected him as her fated mate.The King she swore to hate wants to protect her, but strings are attached.Now he wants her loyalty… and her heart.Claire Stenly swore she’d never kneel to the Lycan King who ruined her world.But every time Yeren looks at her, she feels the strings tighten. And every time she looks into his eyes, she forgets why she should run.He’s dangerous, untouchable, and sin wrapped in velvet.And somehow, she keeps finding herself in his arms instead of his dungeon.Claire tells herself she’s just surviving.Yeren tells himself she’s just a pawn.But the moment their lips meet, neither one believes their own lies anymore.Because… this puppet is starting to pull back.And when she cuts his strings, the whole damn kingdom will burn - no exaggeration there.A dark royal romance full of obsession, trauma, betrayal, and slow, sinful heat.Perfect for readers who want their fantasy dangerous, their lovers doomed,and their happy endings bloody.Do read responsibly.

[Female lead with no romantic interest + ancient female awakening + passionate righteousness + refusing to be a submissive woman] After failing to conquer the emperor, the system punished me by forcing me to livestream modern life to ancient people.

The man I personally supported to ascend the throne saw me wearing a strapless minidress and dancing seductively at a banquet amidst revelry and wine, and he flew into a rage, accusing me of violating womanly virtues.

I smiled calmly and pointed the camera towards a modern street, launching a shocking livestream for the ancient people!

“Good heavens? It’s nighttime now, but what are those pearls shining so brightly?”

Female lead: Those are light bulbs.

“There are indeed objects in this world that can transmit sound over thousands of miles away. What a marvelous treasure!”

Female lead: This is a cell phone.

“How could the women on the streets dress so scantily and shamelessly flirt with men? Don’t they know propriety? Why hasn’t the county office come to stop these debased women and thrown them into pigsties?”

Female lead: Because this is the glorious era of China!

Ever since she transmigrated, she was blessed with an inbuilt anti-poison detector.