Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system - Chapter 7: Novice gifts

ExcerptAristia could not help but stare at the platinum blonde a few steps in front of her. She seemed to sparkle with a glow that drew people in around her. Something that only happened to the main character of a novel.[Is that stupid book sure I'm the female lead?] She thought, her jaws almost going slack.At this point, she was sure she was deluding herself— or the book was deluding her.She didn't know why, but she already disliked the girl.[This is definitely not jealousy.]She rubbed her brows, watching how the innocent, naive looking girl exuding female lead aura was being flocked around already by others.“Fuck, I'm in deep shit!”—Excerpt Two“What do you mean this is where I belong?!!!” She asked incredulously.“It is the truth. It might sound extremely absurd and unbelievable, but it is the truth.” He said, his voice tinged with helplessness.“Hell, it is absurd.” She threw her hands up in the air exasperatedly. The seriousness in his eyes told her he wasn't at all joking or messing with her. He was damn serious.“Ugh. What shit am I involved in?” She asked frustratingly to no one in particular at the news she was still trying to wrap her head around.***Aristia Andrews had just come back home from work and prepared to go to sleep, when she was given a novel.Nothing strange about that though, huh?But just after she had completed the novel, she woke up to find herself tossed into a whole new world. Taken from her world and the life she deemed perfect, and tossed into a not-so-ideal world.Now part of royalty, she has to get accustomed to living in a backward world of Kings and Queens, Dukes, Marquises, Earls, Viscounts and Barons. Just the titles and hierarchy were enough to make her smart head spin.With beautiful and loving parents and relatives, a cute younger brother, loyal servants and a smart brain, join Aristia as she enjoys eating and making new and delicious cuisines, forms unique friendships, and creates successful businesses.However, she finds all is not as she thought it was; there just might be something bigger than she expected, that the book did not reveal.Now... she has a lot of mysteries surrounding her to unfold, and secrets to uncover, and perhaps she'll find a dash of love along the way.

What happens when you really want to protect someone but feel weak?Will you let it all consumme you? Or will you fight for it.Watch as insanity consumes our main character Bael as he works his fucking body out to protect those who are dear to him.(A/N: Please show support for more!)

Travel through Hokage to become Terumi Mei’s cousin, and become the second in command of Kirigakure Village! Simulate life with a god-level simulator! Get rewarded for doing evil in the simulator!

【Ding! Life simulation on]

[You were born in a commoner family of Konoha, but you have extremely strong Chakra reserves at birth]

【Seven years old, you started school and helped transfer student Kushina Uzumaki】

[Half a year later, Uzumaki Kushina confessed to you, and you accepted it calmly, but in the end suffered the grudge of Namikaze Minato]

[Three wars broke out! You were sent to the battlefield, but you were repeatedly stumbled by Namikaze Minato, you found the right opportunity to kill him]

[The war ended in your hands, and soon you married Uzumaki Kushina and gave birth to eight children]

[A happy and happy life is over, this simulation is rewarded: fairy body]

After the simulation is over, you ask Yakura to announce to Konoha as Mizukage: “You are going to propose marriage to Konoha Kushina!”

- Description from novelbuddy

She died in her prime as the Queen of Song.

After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee.

Losing her former glory? It doesn’t matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer.

Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn’t matter—her true identity is enough to make the whole world tremble.

She owes huge debts? It doesn’t matter…

A powerful boss once whispered to her, “Your debt will disappear if you become my woman.”

But the proud her would reply, “I’m sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself.”