Synopsis
I found myself dropped into an R-19 romance fantasy novel, and the male lead's pull was immediate and undeniable. It followed two main characters who'd grown up worlds apart, then fell for each other so hard that hours stopped meaning anything. I was just an older sister type—someone who showed up once during the male lead Rian's younger years. My parents knew his family slightly, so we'd crossed paths a handful of times, then nothing. In the novel itself, I barely mattered. Whether I lived or died, no one would have noticed. I wasn't planning to mess with how the…
