Novel & Cerita A Terminally Ill Villainess Refuses To Be Adopted

Deep down, Shanaya knew that her weakness was the source of their contempt, but she refused to acknowledge it. Her false friends poisoned her mind, whispering lies about Naina being the architect of her misery. Shanaya knew it was a deception, but her anger blinded her to the truth. She ran out of reasons to be good. Everyone labeled her a villainess, and Shanaya gradually embraced this identity. She transformed into a true villainess, never intending to harm Naina, but her fury consumed her. She sought to erase herself and her existence, believing that everyone would be happier without her. She knew that she was an unwanted character, a blight on the world.

Only, there are some traps. First being any tainted with a distinct black aura must never be absorbed. Evil lurks in these men, their thoughts each more scary than others. In her last life, there was a serial killer who killed almost a thousand people before getting caught. There was another who established a cannibal camp in the east. Eventually, both were decimated by the army, before throwing all the nuclei in the nuclear dump site. She probably should tell this to huo mei. I digress. Her first priority is the damned cactus plant, she's already feeling the compulsion urging her to go and pet the blasted thorny ball.

"This was supposed to be a win-win. Bianca gets her dying wish, and you get to keep your position as the Underboss's wife without the burden of pregnancy. I really don't understand what you're so upset about." "That ambush two years ago, if Bianca hadn't pushed me, that bullet would have hit my head, not my shoulder." "Her father died for the family when she was a child, and now she's been diagnosed with a terminal illness. She won't last more than a few months. When she's gone, there won't be a single person left in this world to remember her." "You're both women. Can't you have a little empathy? Why are you so set against her? Or do you really see me as the kind of man who can't keep it in

“Then Teresa’s remaining loyalists receive a call. They still remember how to make people disappear. They still remember the coordinates of the old safehouses. And they still have a particular interest in making sure no Rossini heir lives long enough to inherit anything. Thomas’s heart is already weak. It would not take much—an elevated heart rate, a missed dose of medication, a little extra stress—to finish the job without ever laying a violent hand on him. Accidents happen in warehouses all the time.” Laurabeth’s breath caught beside me. I reached out without looking and closed my fingers around her wrist, anchoring her. “You’re willing to kill a child to keep a seat at my table,” I said.

I looked out at the grimy terminal, at the people shuffling toward their own escapes. The pain in my chest was so sharp I thought it might actually kill me. But beneath the pain, something else was forming. Something cold. Something permanent. "No," I said. The word was a finality. "Sir?" "She made her choice, Miller," I said, turning to him. My eyes were flat, the amber light in them extinguished. "She sold her soul for a payout. She sold us for a chance to run. If she wants to be a ghost, let her."

Brad’s jaw dropped probably to the floor… Granted,they had always gone over different ways to get her to forgive him but they couldn’t act on their ideas because that might only make things worse… But this…this was the most terrifying idea of all. “You do realize that one doesn’t plan to get terminally ill?” “This could work.I mean,I would be so thrilled to have her by my side again.” “And how do you plan on fallen terribly ill?” “I could lock myself in a place filled with dangerous chemical until I’m sure I won’t get cured or I could start smoking again…this time,I would smoke every fucking second so….” “I really want to punch you right now.”

She hoped they would take me in and have mercy on me. However, in order to prevent me from taking even a fraction of the inheritance, they immediately sent me off to an orphanage. This went on until Isabelle fell seriously ill and was diagnosed with incurable bone cancer. Jasper and Vivian spent a fortune to hire some heretical, unorthodox mystic from who knew where. Through him, they learned about a sinister method of swapping souls to extend one's life. Only then did they meticulously set up this scheme. They brought me back from the orphanage with ulterior motives. They manipulated me so that I'd feel grateful to them and willingly step into this damning trap.

I raised a fist in the air to silence the room. "Look closely at who you're aiming the knife at." The lady scratched her cheeks because of uneasiness as all eyes were laid on her. The tensed slowly crowd calmed down as they realized the person they are looking at. "...Who are you? I never knew a person like you existed." The lady was taken aback by Diego's remark. Her reaction was immediately replaced with a regretful smile as she replied, "Of course you wouldn't. I am the abandoned child of the emperor after all. Victoria Nightingale Teravania, daughter of Empress Catherine."

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.