A Villainess No More の小説・ストーリー

I hate weak girls who keeps on romanticizing every guy’s hypocrisy! “Don’t talk to me like that. Fix yourself Jai, you look horrible” I told her in a straight and cold voice. I pity her and at the same time if affects me seeing her in that condition. I don’t want to be so soft to her because I want her to be a strong woman and not just anyone that a guy can peek on to. Among us, Jaira is the most demure and vulnerable while Ara and Hailee are both tough and feeble.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

If I could get most of the nobles on my side… maybe we could win. “Fine,” I sighed, sitting back down on the plush couch. Lackeys, a dark, isolated base, a throne, and soon enough, an army… I’ve become a proper villainess. “Although I strongly believe that we should prioritize peaceful methods. We should only consider rebellion-slash-invasion as a last resort. I am not interested in ruling an empire devastated by war.” Some of them expressed discontent with what I said. “And there’s something you forget…” I pressed a palm on my forehead. “I have no claim on the Volfenheim throne. I am only sent here as a consort.”

The comments erupted again. [That’s the villainess. What is she doing here?] [We’re doomed. She’s definitely going to help her get the abortion. After all, the female lead only gets into the Cooper family because of those kids.] [The plot’s completely falling apart. There’s no saving this story now.] I stared blankly at the woman they called the villainess. Was she really that cruel? In the original story, she was the male lead’s childhood friend, the girl who had grown up beside him, and the one bound to him by an arranged engagement.

"You're a monster." "No, I'm a realist with a killer playlist and better hair," Calla countered, leaning forward with a predatory smile. "You're the one who cheated on her husband with the guard. It's so cliché, Vanessa. I expected more from you, I mean if you want to be the villain then do it well."

She moved like a viper—dangerous, seductive, unhinged. Behind her, two men dragged a body into the corner. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t look. Just kept walking. “Are you sure?” asked the man at her side. “About going back?” Valeria turned slowly, her eyes glinting with feral obsession. “He belongs to me.” “He’s built an empire. Untouchable now. You saw what he did to Volkov.” A sick smile curved her lips. “And yet he let himself get soft. A woman. A baby. How precious.”

Director Kade shouldn’t tell him what happened. At today’s event, I’ll finally do what I failed to do yesterday. I stared at my reflection on the screen, looking completely different, applied my red lipstick and fixed my hair. The landline rang. I picked up and went to his office. Orion was seated, and another woman in corporate wear was with him. I walked closer, and they turned to look at me. “This is the company lawyer, Miss Mary Quentin,” Lucian Blackwood said. “And you must be Gianne Morgan,” Mary Quentin said, extending her hand. We shook hands, I took a seat beside Director Kade.

A crystal wine glass shattered against the wall. ‎Victor stood quietly nearby. ‎"The warehouse exploded and yet they're alive!!" She yelled as her voice echoed through the room. ‎ ‎"You told me there was no way they'd escape." ‎ ‎Victor calmly straightened his cuff. ‎"I said the odds favored us." ‎ ‎"You failed." ‎ ‎"No." ‎ ‎He looked directly at her. ‎"You underestimated Vivian." ‎ ‎Annabel clenched her fists. ‎"She's becoming a problem and a very annoying one at that."

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.