Novel & Cerita Anyone Can Become A Villainess

“If I’m stuck in this world, I’m not living it like some spineless doormat.” The mice blinked at her, bewildered. Sandy—no, Erella—smirked, determination glinting in her eyes. “This story’s going to change. If fate thinks I’ll play the sweet little servant who waits around for magic, it’s got another thing coming.” She looked up, voice firm and resolute. “DARN IT!!! I’d rather be the villainess than this doormat of a heroine!” she cried out in frustration.

Now, it’s a good thing that we are all single and free from guys who will just gonna caused us pain. Tomorrow, this will reach tons of views, with Ara who has a lot of connections specially hackers. She was a gamer and she was literally addicted to computers so she spent her high school with gaming and exploring the web. It might not eb obvious to her, but she is a pro of computers. She’s sweet looking but surprisingly, who would have thought that she has this talent with computers. Hailee, she’s the bad bitch and spoiled brat. She always finds trouble with those wicked bitches out there who would try to fight with us. She never let a simple argument to slip and she make sure that at the end

Evie exclaimed, "What kind of people are you? Are you trying to play me?" I didn't want to get involved. I felt like a pawn on a chessboard. Regardless of Quentin and Evie' stares, I directly ran back upstairs. Once in my room, I sighed in relief. I murmured, "As the godlike figure, I should just enjoy watching from a distance in the future, not get involved. Being outside of the harem group is much safer. I'm too easily manipulated." I continued my eccentric activities. The last time Quentin 's crazy video hit over ten million views within a week, I was labeled Quentin 's "ultimate fan" as a result.

yeah that's right , she was only here because of her the goodness of her heart . " Pity what a beautiful word , then pray tell me why , just why did you pitied the villainess whom her own family members didn't ? Why else could you see what lies behind her arrogant and spoiled Behavior? Why did you supported the villainess , even when the world stood against her ? and cursed on her existence?" And Iliana had no answer to Chelsea's questions , yes , why could she understand , Chelsea like no one else? why was she drawn to her character when everyone else loved the pitiful and naive character of Lilian .

"If you come, then you will not come." “Thinking about it, again and again, I still feel sad for the female villain, now that I intentionally help the female villain, what should I do? And if I don't help the female villain, I feel something weird." “Never mind. Take care of yourself first.” Phedra Elizabeth denies responsibility for the character. The male lead holds her in his arms. "Let's go back."

the queen asked. "I don't think how I feel is of any importance." Evena answered. The queen laughed out loud. "You are very funny, aren't you Evena? The first thing you will learn here in Salvatore is to be polite. Now, let me rephrase my question, how do you feel about being here to serve me? And remember, don't lie because I will be able to tell." "I wasn't planning on lying. I hate it here in Salvatore, vampires make my skin crawl. I especially hate the fact that I am going to serve an heartless murderer like you." Evena replied bluntly.

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…’

I said quietly, “I lose everything. My marriage, my honor, my place in this family, my heart, my soul, my love. Do you understand what that means? I’ll be the fool prince who couldn’t even keep his wife.” She stared at me, tears falling silently. “Then be the fool. It’s better than being the villain.” The word hit me like a blade to the chest. Villain. Was that what I’d become? Maybe it was. Because as I looked at her, broken, defiant, beautiful, I realized I didn’t care anymore. If being the villain was the only way to stay in her story, then I would play the part gladly. I reached for her again, my hand trembling not with anger this time, but despair.

Maybe she needed to understand the woman standing beside her. Maybe she was trying to understand why Alessia's name appeared so often whenever she searched for her father's past. "Was Victoria in love with him?" "Victoria doesn't love people." "That's harsh." "It's true." "Then what does she want?" Alessia looked toward the horizon. "Control." Amara turned toward her. "And you?" Alessia looked at her. "What do I want?" "Yes." Alessia's answer came quietly. "Right now?" Amara waited.

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.