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Review: I’m a Sickly Villainess, but My Fiancé Is So Overprotective I Want to Run Away, Vol.1

Review: I’m a Sickly Villainess, but My Fiancé Is So Overprotective I Want to Run Away, Vol.1

I'm a Sickly Villainess but My Fiancé Is So Overprotective I Want to Run Away Vol.1 by Cobaco Haro, girl with blue hair being held by a guy with platinum hairWhat if you isekaied into an otome game as the villainess? What if you find out the reason why she is so villainous and it isn’t what you thought it was.

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Review: The Villainess and Villain Try to Avoid Another Unhappy Ending, Vol.1

Review: The Villainess and Villain Try to Avoid Another Unhappy Ending, Vol.1

The Villainess and Villain Try to Avoid Another Unhappy Ending Vol.1 by Umiyamaneko, two people in fancy clothes holding each otherWhat if you get isekai-ed to the world of a light novel your sister was reading? What if you were the villainess?

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First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Moonhaven Chronicles #1: The Last Wolf by Rob Biddulph

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Moonhaven Chronicles #1: The Last Wolf by Rob Biddulph

The Last Wolf by Rob Biddulph, cover with a silhouette of a wolf with in it a group of kids in hoods
Tonight, the world is afraid.
Shapes shift in the shadows as huge clouds sail through the darkness, jostling for position above desolate streets. Cars sit empty in the driveways of silent houses. Curtains are drawn. Shutters are closed. Doors are locked.
A gently wind stirs as the object of fear emerges from behind a cloud.
The full moon. Round. Resplendent. Unapologetic.
Meanwhile, something is happening in Tranquillity Park.
Movement.
There shouldn’t be movement.
People.
There shouldn’t be people.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ A Girl Walks Into the Forest by Madeleine Roux

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ A Girl Walks Into the Forest by Madeleine Roux

A Girl Walks Into the Forest by Madeleine Roux, red cover with a girl's face on it with her blond hair surrounding her face and gouges marring her face
I am wrapped from head to foot in tassels and gray rabbit’s fur on the day I depart to meet my husband. Somehow, despite the care taken to protect me, my hands are still terribly cold.
Arylik -my village, my home- sits naked and wind-whipped between Lake Temtol and Lake Tarlii. The people of Arylik believe that long ago, at the sheared edge of memories and song, the giant siblings of myth, Temtol and Tarlii, chose this place to lie down and rest after a long journey across the steppe. But they never left, their sleep becoming death, their bodies shaping the lakes and the landscape.