A Strange But Effective Villainess Life Novelas e Histórias

Because if I care, I’ll go crazy. Then I realized that I’m not the right person to give him some advice. A good friend would probably give a lot better advice, but… I’m a villainess, am I? I’ve never been one for selfless-ness or comforting or caring, really. 'The world is fucked up, nothing matters except for myself', that's how I managed to live. Morals are quite often the last thing on my mind. So yeah, it’s fucked up. I think that’s also the reason I could never really hate Isadore. I mean, who's the villainess to judge another villain, right?

She waved her hand in an exaggerating manner, "I'd like you guys to get your horny selves out of my office or I'd have security throw you both out." Without a word, they both left her office, she sighed and looked up to find Khairatu looking at her. "And what the hell are you looking at? Scratch, scramble. Get the fuck out!" The girl practically ran out of the office, Munawarrah plunged herself into work and successfully avoided thinking about some certain man. She was in her library reading a book on plasmodium, it had hurt her a lot that her first experiment had gone utterly wrong. Plasmodyl was her first trial at producing a malaria drug, even any drug and the outcome had ended up disastr

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

I’m sure Kate didn’t even realize who she was talking to. An hour later, Kate emerged from her room again. I was stunned by her appearance. She had fixed herself up nicely. She wore a black sleeveless top tucked into ripped jeans, paired with a shiny black leather jacket and a sling bag. It suited her perfectly, especially with her wavy hair highlighted in blonde. Her makeup was simple, making her look incredibly beautiful. The scent of her Bombshell perfume from Victoria’s Secret filled the air.

“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

Useless fools who don't deserve to live! I always knew she wasn't simple, ordinary girl. There must be something else. And guess what? That slut was the heiress of the Valler organization, her brother the most powerful man alive. Tsk. They just had to make things even more complicated. But I will never give up, I will never admit defeat, I will never bow down to that Valler wench! I'll suck my blood and dry my bones until the moment I lay my eyes on the devil dragging her to hell. Give up my glory? Hah! OVER. MY. DEAD. BODY.

Still, I lower my eyes slightly and let my voice become meek. “Someone like me is hardly capable of being considered a threat by you, Lord Thorne. I am only an omega.” “An omega with the title of a villainess.” Ah. There it is. For a moment, I almost laugh. It is rather amusing when I think about it. In my previous life, I held the title of a villainess without ever doing anything that could justify it. I spent years trying to be agreeable, trying to please people who would never be satisfied, and trying to prove that I was not the horrible person they believed me to be.

My soul scolded me. No, it is not natural to behave like this, I think she is in some kind of a problem. Parth it is an invasion of her privacy. My soul said But I ignored it and opened the phone. There was no lock?? Who does that?? She was so simple. I looked through it. I saw many old but beautiful pictures of her. She was beautiful beyond my imagination. Then why was she taking the extra effort to diminish her beauty? I needed to know if she was in some kind of problem.

For one second, I thought I had just ruined everything. “Tessa,” the woman said slowly. “Tessa Vale. We’ve known each other for years, Elena.” Then it clicked. Tessa Vale. One of Elena’s old friends. A side character who never really mattered in the story. But she mattered a lot now. “Right. Tessa.” Tessa looked at me like she had suddenly grown a second head. “Is something wrong?” “You’re acting like a stranger.” Because I woke up inside a book wearing your friend’s face, and last time I checked, she was going to be executed.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.