A Terminally Ill Villainess Refuses To Be Adopted Romane & Geschichten

“Given our available options, I assumed you would be least opposed to this plan. Goddess knows I can easily get what we need and more with a single night working the Blood Moon district. Though something tells me that you would make that experience entirely unenjoyable.” I was about to ask what the Blood Moon district was, but I then saw it in her head before I could form the words. Saw the women in revealing dresses selling themselves along the streets, the gazes of men following their movements as they decided whether to pay for the woman’s company. The idea of it immediately made me uncomfortable. “Right, so we’re good with stealing then? Yes?” she asked, sensing my resistance. *‘No! Ther

“No. No way, absolutely not.” I sat straight up in bed, staring at the last page. Seraphina was dead. The main girl, who had survived forty chapters of poison, palace drama, and people who were trying to stab her in the back, was gone. And she died because the man who promised to keep her safe picked his crown over her. Adrian, the Alpha King, had just stood there and watched her bleed, all because of some prophecy he claimed he couldn’t fight. I flipped back through the book, looking for a missing page, a typo, anything that would prove I had read the ending wrong.

"Do you honestly believe a prison cell can hold someone who owns the men who build the prisons? I am not here to negotiate terms with a surgeon and a businessman. I am here to collect what your mother stole from us twenty-five years ago." "My mother didn't steal anything!" I yelled into the phone, my anger finally overriding my terror. "She tried to stop monsters like you from running illegal experiments on innocent people! You killed her because she had a conscience!" There was a brief pause on the line. When Viktor spoke again, his voice had lost its polite edge, turning sharp and venomous. "She was a traitor, Vivian. Just like you," Viktor hissed. "And now, your little mountain estate is

I do not know how he convinced General Schubert this was a good idea, but I know this is all Anderson’s plan to mess with my career. “I can control any Eel presented to me,” I assure him. “That is good to hear, commander,” says the Matron. “Have you thought about what is going to happen if the girl refuses to reform herself? What if the tries to betray Estermond again?” I inquire. “In that case, the decision will be 100% up to you, commander. You will choose if you want to hand her to the Ministry of Obedience or kill her yourself, we won’t intervene, we will trust your judgment,” the major replies.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

“Calling them from my phone? Do you really think they are so naïve that they wouldn’t recognize that it isn’t my voice?” “Who said I’ll be the one to call them?” I let out a chuckle. “You will bring them here. For me.” He shakes his head. “No way.” I shrug. “Well, I have my own ways.” I take a few steps back and turn around. “Take him to our car, we are riding him to the torture chamber. Many people have experienced slow deaths there.” As I reach the door and hold the knob, I hear Kylo scream. “No, wait!”

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’

After hearing that Ellina lowered her head in guilt and was not able to say anything. " I shouldn't have treated you better. I should have killed you from the moment you entered." She said while cursing at her with all her will power. Ellina listened to all her curses and didn't say anything. She just stood there and listerned to her hatefull and cruel words. Yes what could she even do, she have betrayed her most beloved person and the person who considered her as a family. " You may be happy that you are killing a villainess like me don't you ? You may have been provoked to killme on the temptation of money . Isn't it?Tsk!!"

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?