A Strange But Effective Villainess Life Mga Nobela at Kwento

I was a CEO. I felt like strange things kept happening to me as of late. I noticed that a woman kept showing up everywhere I went. Of course, I was an extremely handsome, wealthy, and talented billionaire. It was only natural for me to be surrounded by women of all sorts. But that woman was different. Why? Well, I'd never met such an oddball in my entire life. She tripped over nothing and fell right in front of me on her first day of work. The coffee she was holding ended up splashing all over my suit.

I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain. 一 What are you still doing in front of me? 一 I asked and started to leave, but the girl brutally pulled my arm. 一 You attract attention wherever you walk 一 She uttered the words with hatred and squeezed my arm 一 You're going to lose everything 一 She threatened almost spitting and then I smiled evil. 一 Who do you think you are to threaten me? 一 I asked pulling my arm with all my strength. 一 Your worst nightmare 一 He said with hesitation in his voice.

Although they were ordered to stop her, she felt that they wanted to kill her, after a year in this castle, she made a lot of enemies, and because of that, she was. That made her beast angry, knowing she never hurt anyone, only trying to help, but jealousy that she was protected from the king, made them more buttered. When they attacked her, she still tried to fight in human form, but there was no use, they wanted her dead. Her beast wanted to protect her, but she was badly injured, and Draven’s orders, stopped them, just for a moment, because her beast felt him and got out on the surface. She gained powerful strength, and they all were on the ground in a second, but most of them were dead,

Was this what it pays to be an Alpha'? My father never told me everything I needed to know. He kept hiding secrets from me telling me that the Moon Goddess requests for their sacrifices. But I had enough. No explanation could fill in the void in my heart. This, I felt, was how Villains were born. Suddenly, I began to feel my head ache seriously. I guess I was pretty tired from a rough day. It worsened. My whole body hurt as well. Lily wasn't here to treat me. I was alone.

Those times when I became the villain first, when I seized control of the narrative, the damage went to my enemies instead. But the incidents where I was passive, where I just tried to avoid danger or save someone without thinking about the bigger consequences, those went wrong in horrible ways. Dominic's accident found a random warehouse worker who didn't deserve it. Daisy's protection led to Blair's death when it should have been one of the real bullies paying the price. Tonight's food poisoning hit me anyway through a completely different source because I thought just not eating would be enough. The thought crystallized and I picked up the black marker, writing in large bold letters acros

The Council's observers moved through the crowd with the awkwardness of people who'd forgotten how to be anonymous. And at the edge, in the shadows, in the margins where the real story was being written, my circle held its position. Seraphina with her wounded optimism. Emberlyn with her fragile brilliance. Austin with his silent blade. Thalassa with her ocean patience. Elara with her rebirth fire. Zephina with her shadow sovereignty. Riven with his beautiful error. And me. The revenant. The anomaly. The villainess who'd stopped playing her role and had started building something that didn't need the narrative's permission to exist.

“Ah that? It was just a gift for someone. During a party like that, don't you think someone was bound to make trouble? Despite it not being a large scale party like this, I've been to quite a few banquets and parties where I was on my own and trouble came rearing its head. So I concluded that it would be the same for a banquet like this. Women who would feel uncomfortable when another woman who has a much higher power than they are shows up. And it's like their IQ goes down and they suddenly forget that if they go up to these more powerful people and bully them, then the powerful people will retaliate. So, I counted on the lowered IQ of those people, they were bound to show themselves one wa

I ditched the pickaxe, looking for anything else to use, but in my frenzy, I stumbled and ended up on the floor. The footsteps behind me were getting louder. A cold sweat drenched my back as I curled up, cornered and powerless. The pitch-black cellar had me spouting anything that came to mind, a last-ditch plea. "Please, mister, have mercy! I can pay you—ten, twenty thousand dollars. Just let me go, and I'll owe you big time, even in my next life!" "You've been slaving away for twenty years already, isn't that enough? You want to keep it up in your next life too?"

“You gave my team’s project to a total stranger? A newcomer? No warning, no meeting and you just handed it over like it meant nothing!” Ross’s voice dropped cold. “Watch your tone.” Matthew’s fists clenched at his sides. “Do you even know who she is? No one does, and you know what they all say? That she’s creepy and a gold digger out of nowhere. And she had the audacity to insult Vanessa!” Ross leaned back slowly, a cold smirk playing on his lips. “So that’s what this is about. Vanessa.” “She called her abnormal!” Matthew shouted. Ross laughed darkly. “Well, that’s a coincidence. Emma mentioned some abnormal people earlier. Vanessa must have been the one she meant.”