A Terminally Ill Villainess Refuses To Be Adopted Novels & Stories

The moment my heart fluttered at the sight of his profile, I heard the system's cold voice for the first time. [Host has developed feelings of love. System activated. Mission initiated.] [Mission: win over Victor Lucchese within ten years, or the host will be erased.] From that day on, I had someone I cared about. A violent stab of pain yanked me out of my memories and back to reality. I knew what it was: the system, draining the life out of me. I murmured to myself, "The villainess is about to die. That's the best ending there is."

If he had known that she was terminally ill, he might show mercy and allow the baby in her womb live. "Hailey, you're really lucky. At a time like this, you still managed to gain Old Master Coke's support with the child in your belly" As soon as Nikolai left, Agnes face contorted with anger. "I'm telling you, your dream is unattainable. You had high-end cancer. You will certainly not be able to make it and give birth to the child" "If that's the case, what are you worrying about?" Hailey looked at her with an emotionless face, "You'd been better off waiting for the day my life quietly ends rather than trying to abort my pregnancy. If I die, everything you want will be yours right?"

“I guess I can’t hide it from you any longer.” That was when he told me the truth. My mother-in-law was sick—she had advanced pancreatic cancer. The doctors said she didn’t have much time left, and she wanted to spend her final days with her son. Before leaving her hometown, she had learned about Lady Nefarious. “What you saw was me offering my flesh and blood. Lady Nefarious needs the blood of the closest relative to show our sincerity.” Jaden’s words convinced me. In fact, after hearing that, I even felt guilty for being harsh with my mother-in-law.

She made me wear the wet clothes and continued my chores in them. Some of the orphanage keepers pitied me through their words, what they say to me, But I don't need anyone's pity. They weren't in support of the treatment that Mrs. Terry was giving me, but they have no say in the matter. Most of my abusers have been adopted. I am now 15 years old and nobody wants to adopt a blind girl like me. If a parent wants to adopt me, Mrs. Terry always tells them that I have an incurable disease – which is a lie – so that they won't adopt me.

How are players supposed to survive this? [This Director is the most powerful! One sentence and you die? Overpowered! SO overpowered!] The bald brute who had attacked me had collapsed into a shivering puddle on the floor, reeking of pure terror. The Director looked down at him and sighed. "You worship violence. You use rage as your only solution. Saint Anna is a place meant to heal. But you—you are terminal. Beyond cure." "N-no… don't—" The man didn't even finish his plea before he, too, was gone.

Victoria shivered and said, "What do you want, after all?" Thea's beautiful face instantly transformed into a demonic grimace. "I want you to give my kidney back, and then I want you to die in despair from uremia. I want you to have a child for Nathan when you are terminally ill, and then I will personally kill this child, so you can also taste the pain of losing a beloved child. I want you to be abandoned by your parents, betrayed by everyone, and left to rot in loneliness in the wilderness. I want Nathan to play with you, deceive you, so you can also taste the bitterness of being betrayed by a loved one..." Thea approached Victoria step by step, while Victoria, with a pale face, stepped ba

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured

I squint as I snap my fingers, and as soon as I did, I claimed the object and gave Claudius comfort once more so that he was able to kill everyone around him and save the Alchemist. “I'm surprised that the diamond I've been attempting to grow has developed into a lovely young lady, Wiccer, or should I say Lady Rominus, and that you can never kill me, Claudius.”

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

“Now, we have monsters.” “I lost both parents,” she rose and walked to the door, looking within, and pausing, listening for any sound of unease from her patient. “There was an illness a few years ago that swept through the land. Desperately they sought a cure and tried to ease those that were dying, risking their own lives in doing so. My mother contracted the illness whilst tending to a neighboring village, and when my father sought to bring her home to where he could better care for her, they encountered a monster…” She trailed off, her face settling into grim lines of distress. “There was not enough left to bury,” she concluded, shaking her head, and turning away.