Dear Readers!
Now you can request your favorite novels' translations at our Discord server.
Join now and share your requests with us!
At Novelish Universe, we deeply respect the hard work of original authors and publishers.
Our platform exists to share stories with global readers, and we are open and ready to partner with rights holders to ensure creators are supported and fairly recognized.
All of our translations are done by professional translators at the request of our readers, and the majority of revenue goes directly to supporting these translators for their dedication and commitment to quality.

To My Beloved Scoundrel
ëì ë€ì í 돎빰íìêČ
Status: Ongoing Type: Web Novel Author: ë§ë€ëŒ Artist: Laphet, ëŒí« Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
She knew that the water she was drinking was rotten.
She was just a child, thirsty to the point of dying, hoping that drinking the rotten water would not kill her.
Born the daughter of a common peasant, Summer was swept into a spiral of misfortune when her father had an affair with the lordâs daughter.
She tried to live resolutely while taking care of her younger siblings alone, butâŠ
[Just the sound of the Dukeâs footsteps makes my heart freeze. Summer, it hurts so much and Iâm scared. I want to cry, but I canât even cry here.]
[Summer, save me, please.]
Summerâs world was eventually destroyed by the Duke of Valronek.
One day, a rumor spreads that the youngest son of the Duke of Valronek is looking for a personal assistant.
Seeing it as an opportunity for revenge, Summer, posing as an aristocratic young lady named Adele, went to find the famous son known as a scoundrelâŠ
âHow about this then? What if I hire you?â
This scoundrel, something about him is strange.
âOr should we just stay here?â
The scoundrel of this era. The brother of the enemy who must not discover her plans.
At the same time, heâs compassionate and beautiful, like the savior who will pull her out of this quagmire of revenge.
âDid you feel it, Adele?â
ââŠâŠ.â
âYeah, youâre doing well.â
Every time she looks into those languid blue eyes, she feels herself falling into a swamp of emotions deeper than revenge.
âââââ±ââ°ââââ
âYoungâŠMastâŠer, Mast..erâŠ.â
âYes, Adele.â
His entire bodyâs muscles were as vigorous as a wild beast in motion, but his voice, murmuring like a bird, was as gentle as feathers. It was disgusting and pleasant at the same time.
âYou should be⊠thankful for the wrapping paperâŠ.â
The pretty wrapper kissed her again, or rather, the young master kissed her again.
âAdele, can I do it one more time?â
âYou said earlier⊠it was the last one, didnât you?â
âBut you said that stealing, which I learned late, is a scary thing.â
Oh⊠God.
âWell, thatâs not what a thief would sayâŠ, is it?â