All The Villains Novels & Stories

‘ 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.

It was more like an insult that is punishable by execution. They showed their ridicule at her seeing how powerless she is compared to their kingdom. Though it was true that the sovier kingdom is powerless and small compared to them. But it doesn't mean that they can't fight back. After all, it was Alisha the villainous who was ruling the kingdom. Not only is she capable of ruling she was able to tame the wild and powerful man like Macbeth. Who was known as the king of evil in the arena.

Hayden, Raymon, and Sarah, and now added a mad alchemist. In this position, it is not impossible if I am written as the villainess who destroys a kingdom, in order to increase the popularity of the main characters. As if I was an obstacle that they need to face together for a happy ending. Wasn't that my role in this world from the start? What if those three bastards got a boost as the main character in this world to beat me? Whereas my defeat meant the death of many people. At that moment, the faces of many people who supported me were milling about in my mind.

"Go ahead bad girl. Stick that knife down my throat." I laughed and pulled back. "You don't think I'd make it so easy for you." I went back to my seat. "I don't believe you'll ever be able to kill me." I shrug. "You're a monster. All monsters get killed." "By the heroes, remember?" "Not all did in the hands of the hero,you know. Only the main villains do." "We'll have to see about that." "About Aria being your child,that's bullshit."

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

MAVIS grabbed one villain in each hand and swung them back and forth, shattering the concrete ground. MAVIS knocked out two and dropped them. Two more villains with knives rushed in from the side and tried to stab MAVIS in the belly. Unfortunately, MAVIS had no belly! It was made of metal and impervious to stabs. The knives scratched its outer coat and left a few shallow marks on the metal panel. The villains' faces changed. "Damn! It's a monster!" The emotionless MAVIS lifted its arm and grabbed the two villains, swinging them to the ground again. In the chaos, Max squeezed next to Ambrose, carefully protecting him from harm.

The villains didn’t just attack randomly. They came with a message. —END OF CHAPTER 4— A single shadowy symbol burned itself into the ground where the villains vanished, and it spelt one word: “AWAKEN.”

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]