Becoming Their Wife

Stories about monsters who find wives and then wholeheartedly turn toward good (more or less).

[Beast]

Bad news: I've transmigrated.

Worse news: I've transmigrated into a horror movie set in the nineteenth century.

This is an age when nobles and slaves still exist. The world between people is rife with bloody violence and oppression, while beyond that, in the shadows, "monsters" that feed on humans are quietly returning.

Leather-skinned clowns, organ dealers, and freaks. There's even a lurking Ripper in the streets.

To stay alive, Yisha has to do everything she can to become the personal maid of that young lady, the one called a demon, a beast, a monster, abandoned by her entire family and left in the darkness.

What she doesn't know is that monsters have always had extraordinarily keen senses. Till Snake knows all too well how false and insincere the girl before her is.

Every "I love you" is a lie, and every sweet word is a poisoned apple.

She will kill her, before she sees her true face, before she stops saying she loves her.

[Vampire]

Xiao Buyuan transmigrates into an eighteenth-century yandere vampire game. On her very first day, ignorant villagers tie her up to sacrifice her to a yandere vampire.

She thinks she'll lose a limb or two and die without a body left behind, but the yandere not only spares her, she protects and cares for her.

It looks like she's transmigrated into a fanfic. She knew someone could actually be into a yandere. Fan fiction really does prefer goodness and light.

And so, with the vampire's protection, Xiao Buyuan survives in the eighteenth century and gradually falls for her.

But the truth comes unexpectedly.

It turns out the vampire has killed her countless times...

Maner Yang is one of the oldest vampire progenitors. She has long since forgotten the meaning of time and life. Unlike humans, who live briefly, she simply endures.

Traveling with that human was nothing more than a way to satisfy her curiosity about the power of regression within her, a means of passing the time.

Yet a hundred years later, Maner Yang becomes a gravekeeper, watching over a grave for a long, long time.

[Witch]

If she could turn back time, Qi Nuan would never have blurted out, "Healthy love is all well and good, but twisted love is so much more exciting." She has transmigrated into an old novel set in the seventeenth century.

A deranged yandere is watching her like a hawk. The era itself persecutes people, and witch hunts are everywhere. At night, there's even a dark version of Werewolf, starring witches.

And she's transmigrated into a terrifying Puritan household.

Seventeenth-century Puritans see every hardship as a test of their faith in God, and they take this especially far.

They even consider butter and sugar taboo, believing they are signs of allegiance to the devil.

In a thirty-day month, Qi Nuan wants to hang herself at least thirty-one times.

If she doesn't run now, when will she? While preparing to flee, Qi Nuan also happens to help out the pitiful girl next door a few times.

That girl, Jenny Ferris, is weak and frail. She often gazes at Qi Nuan with pitiful eyes, as if she never has enough to eat or warm clothes to wear. In the whole village, even a passing chicken could trample her.

But before Qi Nuan can escape, the villagers haul her up to the stake.

They blame her for every misfortune: the ruined corn crops, the dead livestock, and the death of the youngest child in the Tom family.

The only one who stands in front of her and tries to stop the crowd is Jenny, the girl who always looks at her so pitifully.

But Qi Nuan's eyes widen as she notices the flames. They curl docilely and softly around the girl's feet.

The most harmless-looking girl is a witch who reaps lives in the night.

In the endless darkness,

Jenny presses her crimson lips to Qi Nuan's face. The forest sings for them, and the moonlight crowns them.

At last, the witch has lured her beloved into the darkness of her faith.

[Evil God]

Yu Qiu knows she's dreaming, but she has no control over the dream. The other person decides when she wakes.

The only thing more terrifying than an ex-girlfriend she had a falling-out with still being unable to let her go is that ex-girlfriend turning into a ghost and crawling back to find her.

She's trapped in the fog-shrouded city of the twentieth century, caught in a repeating loop.

"How do we keep her here?" asked the brain of Sile Nade Wuman.

The heart said, "Keep her in a cage made from me. I only need to possess her."

The lungs said, "Fill the air around her. I only need to be by her side."

The fingers said, "Hide in the shadows of her wardrobe and drawers. I only need to watch her."

The hair said, "Stop talking. I think she's found us."

"You."

"Found."

"Us."

"Didn't you?"

"Don't look back."

Theme: Love is the most beautiful thing in this world.