A Strange But Effective Villainess Life Novels & Stories

“Yeah, Bash, there is something else. Remember when I told you that some girls from my village were attacked and kidnapped? Until recently, we didn’t know what our enemy looked like, but now I know. I investigated and I can tell you for sure that you are looking for someone petite, wavy, with long strawberry blond hair, fair skin, and bright green eyes, and I have to mention a very intelligent person. A distinctive thing is that whatever she walks, there is a perfume of lilies and wild strawberries that always leaves behind. She could take the form of a human, but she is a beast. Her soul was so rotten that she would have no remorse for hurting her own. And the most important fact and terrif

It was the kind of novel where everyone was broody, beautiful, and one emotional outburst away from starting a war. Lady Astrid Valemont wasn’t a heroine. She wasn’t even a main character. She was a minor noble girl whose entire plotline lasted exactly five chapters—ending with her untimely death at the hands of a werewolf assassin. That death? It was the spark that set off a bloody centuries-old war between vampires and wolves. In other words… I had reincarnated as the pretty, disposable side character with a death flag hanging over her head. Fantastic. The maid was still standing there, waiting. I cleared my throat and pasted on the brightest, most harmless smile I could muster. “Of course

I turned my head slightly and pressed my lips to her palm. "Thank you," she said. "You don't have to thank me for this." "I know," she said. "But I want to." I looked at her — this woman who had walked into a war that wasn't entirely of her making and had been fighting it with everything she had, quietly and without asking anyone to notice. Who had sat across a table from a stranger today and smiled and known, instantly, that something was not right. Who had held her ground through grief and conspiracy and threat and never once let anyone see her flinch.

I folded my arms. “When I first met the culprit female, she interested me because she had done something impossible. She killed an Arena Master. Then she survived a Gnai Match. Then she dismantled one of the King’s Beasts. Three impossibilities, each more absurd than the last—enough to convince everyone else that she was some kind of monster.” “And you?” he asked quietly. “I became curious.” The faintest smile returned. “Monsters are predictable.” His brows lifted. “Outliers aren’t.”

, Leo decided to play it nice as he didn't know this woman and she didn't seem to know who he was either. Cassie put down her coffee and looked up at the stranger who was currently standing there, looking at her waiting for her reply. And if she was to be honest she didn't know how to answer him because she herself didn't know why she had helped him. She had asked herself this question all through the night while she had been tending to him and stayed by his side all through the night and she still couldn't find the answer. All she knew was that there was something about this man that drew her to him. But she wasn't about to tell him that. She the great Cassandra Turner wasn't about admit to