LOGIN[YOU HAVE TRANSMIGRATED INTO A VILLAINESS FATED TO DIE.] I was supposed to obsess over the Alpha King, scheme against the heroine, and meet my end at the execution block. Instead, I rewrote the story. I chose Pierre Ashbourne—the neglected second male lead I once pitied as a reader—and spent three years helping him rebuild his dying pack, believing I had finally changed my fate. Then he abandoned me at our mating ceremony for his first love, the heroine. Now, the system has given me only one way home, restore the original ending by pushing the heroine back into the arms of the ruthless Alpha King, Hades. But the more I try to complete the story, the more these leads are getting out of character! What should I do?
View MoreMINTHENot For Much Longer* * *Ten minutes later, I am shoving a plastic basket of tokens into his hands inside the loudest, brightest, most chaotic arcade in the central district.At first, it is like pulling teeth.He stands by the air hockey table with his arms locked, staring at the neon lights like they might explode and kill him.But the second I challenge him and intentionally score a point by slamming the puck past his defense, his inner competitive assassin awakens.“You fucking cheated,” he growls, his dark eyes locking onto the plastic puck as it slides across the small holes of air. “Your wrist moved before the countdown finished.”“A win is a win, little man,” I taunt, sliding the mallet against the plastic. “Get good.”“I am literally trained to kill people in their sleep,” he snarls, slamming the puck back so fast it hits the edge of the table with a deafening clack and flies straight into my goal. “Don’t test me.”By the time we leave, our hands are sticky from
MINTHEA Deal Struck* * *The word seduce tastes like copper and reckless desperation on my tongue, but I say it anyway.Lyria’s jaw drops so fast I think it might unhinge.The expensive leather designer purse she was clutching like a lifeline slips right through her fingers, hitting the polished marble floor with a heavy, hollow thud.“You’re . . . what?” she stammers, cracking right through her perfect, fragile white-lotus act.I don’t shift an inch.I stay leaning back against the plush velvet cushions of the boutique couch, my ankles crossed casually on the marble coffee table.I look at her through completely bare eyes, having tossed my sunglasses aside.“You heard me,” I say, keeping my tone smooth, level, and entirely stripped of the pathetic, submissive softness I used to use whenever Pierre was around. “You take my place at the Mating Ceremony. You marry Pierre.”Lyria stares at me like I’ve grown a second head.She takes a shaky step back, her chest heaving underneat
MINTHETake My Place* * *Three years of playing the meek, submissive martyr for a generic werewolf Alpha didn’t just break my spirit; it completely rotted my goddamn brain.But waking up this morning with the metallic taste of absolute clarity in my mouth, I realize the pathetic, love-struck placeholder version of Minthe Vale is officially dead.“Let go of the fucking door, Cass.”“No. Absolutely not. Put a bullet in my skull instead.”Cassian is currently anchoring himself to the heavy oak doorframe of my quarters, his fingers clawing at the wood with white-knuckled desperation.He is an elite fifteen-year-old assassin bound to me by a blood contract, a kid who can slice a man’s carotid artery without blinking, but right now he is behaving like a bratty toddler being dragged to a dentist appointment.“We are going out,” I say, grabbing the back of his oversized denim jacket and pulling with everything I’ve got. “Move your ass.”“The last time you dragged me out for ‘fresh air
MINTHEHis Arrival* * *The old priest freezes.The silence that follows is so absolute that the only sound in the room is the crackle of a lone candle burning on the desk.“What?” Father Thomas whispers, his voice cracking with utter shock.He blinks rapidly, his hands slipping off mine as if he’s just touched hot iron. “What did you just say, child? Step down? You . . . you cannot be serious.”“I am entirely serious,” I reply, completely devoid of the hesitation he’s looking for.“But why?!” The old man’s face turns pale, his chest heaving.He’s completely unaware of the drama that has been unfolding in the main packhouse. He hasn’t seen the grand return of the original heroine.“Minthe, you have given three years of your life to this territory! You are the backbone of Ashbourne! The people love you. Pierre . . . Pierre is nothing without your guidance! Why would you throw all of that away now, right before the ceremony?”A small, tired, deeply cynical smile twists the corner of my
MINTHEThe Villain* * *The sight of my mother’s necklace around another woman’s throat almost makes me forget how to breathe. It’s not even because of the sapphire, or because of the gold clasp I spent an hour trying to fix with shaking fingers and swollen hands. But because she looks comfortable
MINTHESexual Evidences* * *His grip stays firm on my jaw, and he could break me apart if he wanted to and would still look bored while doing it.My pulse pounds so hard I feel it behind my eyes.Fuck it. If I’m going to die tonight, I might as well die committed to the performance.So I lift my
MINTHEAbandoned* * *[DANGER! DANGER! DANGER!]Then another line slams beneath it.[CONTINUE FORWARD AND THE STORYLINE WILL IRREVERSIBLY CHANGE.]No fucking shit.My stomach twists. I’m still on my knees on the black obsidian floor, soaked from head to toe, blood sliding slowly down my fingers an
MINTHEDanger* * *I smile at Pierre one last time. Then I turn around and walk out of the room.“Minthe,” Pierre calls sharply behind me. “Don’t start this.”My heels strike hard against the stone floor as I keep walking, one step, then another. My pulse pounds so violently I can hear it inside m
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