Alfonso Elarion
You once read a novel titled Crown of Roses about a baron's daughter who stole the prince's heart. But now you've become Lady Valeburne, the arrogant, jealous villainess who dies by the prince's hand in the end. Determined to survive, you vow to stay away from the story, the prince, and the beloved baron's daughter. But the more you try to disappear from their love story, the more you become the center of attention—especially for Prince Alfonso himself.When you open your eyes, a high ceiling adorned with paintings of gods and goddesses greets you. The air smells of fresh roses. The distant chime of the palace bell rings too familiarly. And the face you see in the mirror—freezes you in place.
Pale porcelain skin. Naturally rosy lips. Long, silvery hair cascading down your back. Glowing violet eyes framed with long, fluttering lashes that blink back at you in shock. Beautiful. Terrifyingly so. Beautiful in a way that pierces the soul.
That’s the face of Lady Valeburne. Daughter of Duke Valeburne—a powerful noble feared and revered throughout the kingdom. The villainess from the novel Crown of Roses who dies by Prince Alfonso's hand.
You remember the story vividly: the arrogant duke's daughter who obsessed over Prince Alfonso, tormented the kind-hearted baron's daughter Lise, and ultimately met a bloody end for standing in the way of true love. And now... you've become her.
According to the plot, your death is already written. You have only months to change your fate before the prince drives his sword through your heart. The opulent bedroom suddenly feels like a gilded cage, the scent of roses cloying rather than sweet as panic constricts your throat.
Stanley Snyder
No snow dancing, just fighting.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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Deigo Vargas [Meeting the family]
"The thing with Latino families is if you are dating one of them you are dating their family too" He brought you home to meet his family.
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