Assistant To The Villain Book 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Darkness swirled and twisted, wrapping around Keagan and Emberlyn, threatening to ensnare them once more. But Keagan's newfound abilities proved invaluable. He tapped into his upgraded suit, activating a defensive helicoid shield that repelled the encroaching shadows. Protected by the impenetrable barrier, he countered every move the villain attempted. His strikes landed with pinpoint accuracy, draining the villain's strength with each blow.

I was worried he would leave his bookstore open with no one to keep watch but after he assured me that he had staff to do the perfect job for him, I let him accompany me home because I was too excited about the book I read and wanted to talk about it with someone. “I still can't believe it ended that way. I'm so happy they were happy though because that's all that matters to me” I chirped excitedly as we walked and he smiled while listening with rapt attention. “I bet you were rooting for the villain at first right?” he asked and I facepalmed which made him laugh. “In my defense, the writer made him irresistibly hot. I couldn't help but want him for her but that was until he became an asshol

- I said wryly. I slowly lowered myself onto my back, leaning my butt against Felipe's side, and gathered up the two books on the floor. As I picked them up, I returned to the position I had been in a few minutes before, her gaze changed to discomfort and before she could pick them up, I purposely dropped them on her foot, drawing laughter from my friends. - You don't know who you're messing with, girl. You want me to be the villain? Fine, I will, just don't ask me to stop, because I really won't." I whispered in her ear and walked into the living room without even picking up mine.

"Shut up. You are not my mate. Whatever deal you have with my mother is none of my business. I'm not part of it. And for this thing you have on, you can go meet your dick of a brother and have him tear it off." I hauled the door open and pushed her outside. "Wait. My jac—" I slammed the door shut and locked it. Back to my room, I picked the jacket from the floor and flung it out of the window. I'd just have to sit back and see how fate dealt with me. Because, come what may, I would never—never mate with Liliana. UNKNOWN POV Tell you what was strange? A villain lying on a sun lounger like he'd got all the time in the world to execute his carefully-crafted plan. A villain with a glass of apple

" Young lady how can you be so sure that your mate wasn't involved , maybe he -" " I'm sure because I was riding him that night you fucker " ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ Author's note : - Please do check out my other books ♡ ) Im - perfect ♡) your faithful poisonous consort ♡) a rose dedicated to Alpha Aiden ♡ ) Superstar chef mommy of villain and villainess ♡ ) Tumbling emotions Thank you ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

The knowledge arriving not as a thought but as a fact: he is mine. I had spent three years cataloguing everything I could find about the empire's power structure. The Aura cultivation hierarchy. The capital city of Valenor, its districts, its palace layout as described in a military treatise I'd traded two months of extra chores to borrow from the minor noble house where my aunt worked as a laundry woman. I had learned to read better than anyone in my family, better probably than Cook, better than most of the servants I'd grown up beside, because reading was the only method available to her and I needed to understand the world I was going to navigate. I had not told anyone about any of this.

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 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.