I Was Never the Heroine Here
I thought sharing the heroine’s name meant I’d get the happy ending—but waking up in a romance novel doesn’t guarantee a love story. For two years, I chased Carter Hayes, convinced fate owed me the spotlight, only to find out I was just a stand-in for the real star. When a new girl with my almost-name steps into my world, the truth shatters everything: I was never the protagonist. As betrayal, jealousy, and heartbreak swirl, Carter’s touch turns desperate and his love grows dangerous—forcing me to choose between running away or risking everything for a role I never truly owned. If you woke up in someone else’s story, how far would you go to rewrite the ending? Or is some heartbreak written in the stars?