Novel & Cerita Abominable Villain

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

“My ultimate werewolf killing machines…my Abominations! Genetically perfected to destroy! Nothing you have…nothing you are…can withstand them!” The creatures snarled and charged, shattering the injured soldiers who had been helping each other up and trying to get out of the battlefield. The beasts were brutal…attacking with a viciousness that no normal wolf or human could survive. Damon leaped forward instinctively, barreling into the first Abomination that came toward him. He landed on its back, tearing into the fleshy mutation with his claws and fangs, but the beast retaliated almost instantly, pulling him off and slamming him into a burning vehicle. Pain shot through him, but he rose imme

He was like a ghost that was floating. I don't know why, but something compelled me to follow him. I watched him as he turned the base upside down, killing everything that crossed his path until he made it to the wall keeping out the zombies but unfortunately before he could put those beasts in hell too, some bitch told a stronger ability user that he was trying to bring down the base and kill innocent people. The stronger ability user killed him by putting an icicle through his heart and swiftly killed him. I was also killed back then because I was so ugly and my lungs deformed so much that when I tried to scream in horror, some bitch shot me, but I didn't die before I saw the zombies tear

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.

He came like a storm and shook her spirt to its core. Victor Amuso, a man with a heart of rock, a living devil with a face of angel, he is an evil in the clothes of God. He has no morals and the only thing that matters for him is success and vengeance. She knows dealing with him can be signing off herself to her death but she was ready to put everything on stake.

"Is that meant to comfort me?" "No. It's meant to be honest with you, because I think you've had entirely too many people in your life offering comfortable answers instead of true ones." Something fierce and protective moved behind Sophia's careful composure. "But I will say this. If you release him to protect him, that's not weakness, Amber, whatever it might feel like in the moment. That's precisely the kind of choice the novel never once credited either of us with being capable of making. Love that chooses someone else's safety over its own wanting. I don't think that's the mark of a villain, whatever role either of us was written to play." Chloe felt something in her chest loosen slightl

These eyes weren’t the pitch-black I’d been imagining about. “Can I ask you something?” Damon broke the silence. I looked over his shoulder and mumbled, “Yeah?” His voice was low and soft as he whispered, “Why do you think of me as a monster.” At that, my gaze slashed back to his and I stared deep into those thunderous, stormy gray eyes, “It's your eyes.” I frowned, “Something about your eyes tells me that you are a villain." He sucked in a sharp breath before abruptly turning me around. My back flushed against his front and I felt his hot breath on the nape of my neck as he whispered against my skin, "Beware, Princess! I'm the kind of villain everyone loves to hate and hates to love."

My mind drifts to Savannah fuelling my hunger to save her, my hunger to survive. How can I let her live in the Villa with such a monster? A man who doesn’t have an ounce of empathy within him. Does he have no compassion for women whatsoever? I’m sure there are laws in the Elite Families bible about harming women and children. He's the devil incarnate, a grim reaper with a heart as black as coal, a grinch who steals joy and a boogeyman, who haunts your dreams all rolled into one. Don Valentino is like a dark and stormy night, causing the air to grow thick with the stench of fear and desperation.

She's prettier than Evelyn and Vanessa combined, tall and possess an elegant aura. "Annabelle, I just can't understand. The evils lately keep increasing. There's one villain eating unborn fetuses in M city, another sucking blood of virgins till they almost die in Doe city and now here in Y city- another unknown villain who wants both mother and child dead with the husband's bad reputation?" Andre just couldn't put his finger on the matter. "Who was it or rather who are they? Who are those people bent on destroying the balance and throwing each city into chaos?"