Novel & Cerita Ahsoka Villain

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

That's what they all believed. It was reasonable for them to think that way. A spoiled wealthy girl and a naive innocent one. Who was the villain? Apparently, no one was on my side. People believe what they want to believe, and I was the one who got their anger. That was that. They couldn't be changed. But I did hold some grievances. I was pissed not because everyone hated me, but because of Annika Summers, the girl with an innocent face I used to take as my best friend.

“Or… maybe you recognize me. Maybe you remember the way you felt back in my hotel room… when there weren't any masks between us.” Barbara’s breath caught, but she forced her face to stay still… her split personalities, the professional assassin, fighting the woman who wanted to push him right down onto the marble and ride the fuck out of him till she was writhing in ecstasy, the people gathered around them be damned. “Why do you seem hellbent on making me into someone I’m not?” Barbie could feel a bit of irritation building. She didn’t know if it was towards him or herself. “Instinct,” he said, spinning her into a slow, dizzying circle. “I tend to have a very good one… especially about dange

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.”

I waved my hands to calm him down as I continued “I know it’s ridiculous but no one knows this world better than I do. I know what the duke is up to and the image he is creating right now is just a façade for his long-awaited reve—“ “Are you crazy?! His loyalty is without a doubt dedicated to the Emperor! Even the ants on the street know about this deep devotion! How can you say something so absurd?!” I inhaled deeply and gave out a sigh. I know it’s not easy to convince him--not just him but everyone on my side. Who would consider such a ridiculous idea? It's like I'm indirectly committing suicide.

She was way below his status, but King Kaige was madly in love with her -- or so, the story went. Dante had witnessed it many times in many versions of the story in the book. After the awareness had found him, his memories also returned to him. He remembered how many times he had killed Savina or Kaige Jin. There were times when Aloisia killed Kaige and then, there were also times when Aloisia killed him. Aloisia was the villain of this novel and she was as fictional as she could be. It was the same for Viessa.

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

His parents died when he was young and his wife and child died in a car accident a year ago though there is still something telling me to not trust him. “Sir, Kat and her friends are at Leon’s now. It seems they are helping to remodel his home,” says Hunter. “Have soldiers keep watch over. I don’t trust him.” “Already done.” “You have more information I see.” “Yes, Kat’s mother, Ahsoka, is half angel, half human but was blessed by the moon goddess with a wolf. Ahsoka’s father was murdered when she was a baby as was her mother but she just ascended back to heaven. Ahsoka was raised by Ryan Banks, warlock leader of the Dark Coven.”

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.