I want to chill. Why do men keep falling for me?!
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At thirty-five, I finally die— only to wake up as Isabella Montague, the stunning heroine of a fantasy novel I wrote as a stupid teen.
My plan? A world-class retirement involving heavy naps and bottomless snacks.
But the 'perfect' men I created are ruining the plan.
The brooding Northern Duke won't stop watching me. The Golden Prince is convinced my disinterest is actually a challenge. My knight—and best friend—is ready to burn the world down if I so much as yawn. And a certain Elven noble who swore off humans keeps finding excuses to be near my tea.
They want my heart. I just want my pillow.
Too bad the world is cursed, the Queen wants me dead, and everyone keeps trying to put me on a throne I never asked for.
Can't a girl just chill?
My plan? A world-class retirement involving heavy naps and bottomless snacks.
But the 'perfect' men I created are ruining the plan.
The brooding Northern Duke won't stop watching me. The Golden Prince is convinced my disinterest is actually a challenge. My knight—and best friend—is ready to burn the world down if I so much as yawn. And a certain Elven noble who swore off humans keeps finding excuses to be near my tea.
They want my heart. I just want my pillow.
Too bad the world is cursed, the Queen wants me dead, and everyone keeps trying to put me on a throne I never asked for.
Can't a girl just chill?











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