Nami_Zoro

The world can be a place of joy and laughter or a place of pain, tears and sorrow. I was unfortunate enough to be in the latter description of the world. But one day, in a world of adventure, fight for love and survival, I finally find myself as a mere pawn destined to end tragically. I transmigrated into a no-romance novel called 'Duchess Accorsa' as the only step sister of the villainous female lead. And it is my duty to make this place my world of happiness, my own very solace.

From going to a vacation to being trafficked, spending torturous years in the hands of these inhumane traffickers. Jade finally escaped, only to get home and find her mother six feet under the ground and her fiance was missing reported dead by the police. With a new zeal for revenge and, Jade embarked on her journey back to the hands of her traffickers. Revenge was nigh unto her until she met the final boss. Black hair, red eyes, nothing she had ever seen before. "You shouldn't just kill off my subordinates like that." He chuckled with a deep masculine voice. "Why shouldn't I?" Jade sneered. "You don't have to, I can let you see your fiance." "Where is he?" "In my world, where you belong." What world?. A world filled with monsters that surpasses human understanding. A world where a seemingly weak and fragile human girl discovers her real identity. The identity of a never before seen LETHAL HYBRID.

"Hey, pretty sister!" "Hahaha. Brothers, that's the pretty girl I told you about." "She's a real beauty. Come have fun with us, pretty sister. Hehe!" Their laughter echoed in the dark alley, Clarice slowly backed away. Her heartbeat rang loudly in her ears. She turned around and ran as fast as she could. Her heavy pants and the loud footsteps coming from behind her were the only sounds that could be heard in the area. "Argh!" Clarice bumped into a sturdy wall, a familiar soothing scent wafted into her nose. She slowly looked up and what looked down at her were shimmering golden eyes that held rage and anger. **** "Master, the men you hired are asking for their money." The man flicked the butt of the cigarette on the ashtray and coldly said, "They made her cry, kill them... I'm the only one who is allowed to make her cry!"