Novel & Cerita Assistant To The Villain Book 2

“My favorite color. Just like your eyes when you have nothing but fear in them.” My hands fisted on either side of me. “You are a sick bastard.” His voice turned cold. “You are the weakest in my ward, and I don’t condone weaknesses.” He threw the stilettos to the bed. Some of them fell to the ground but I held his gaze. Not for once looking away from him. “Get better or be dead, because I can assure you, your death is already on my to-do list. Don't push it to the top three by making War

T) in his famous monologue said and I quote; "What is a villain without his villainous tales? Or an antagonist without his antithesis? For to see a villain is to see a poet Before his last act of mischief to serve in a tray His evil masterminded plans to relay To the awe of the captured protagonist As he bemoans his clouded perception by the evil mist Have you ever heard of "good mastermind" before? For long have we been margi..." Unfortunately, he was shot three times in the head with a "Stormbreaker M14" by an U.N.N agent(not to be mistaken for a tertiary institution in Nigeria, click 70765 times for disambiguation), Agent Stark before he could finish his monologue. Our condolences go to t

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The Villain I'm wiping down the counter at the diner when all chatter ceases expeditiously. I look up to find the reason for the lack of breath from most of the patrons standing at the doorway, angry green eyes fixed on me. I unconsciously gulped as he stalked closer, eyes narrowed. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I looked around, every eye in the diner was fasten on us. "Um.. no?" I said unsurely. He came up to the counter, his arms flexing under his shirt as he grips the marble. "We made a deal, princess. Don't tell me you go back on your promises."

For anything that felt like a loose thread she could pull. The afternoon light faded, painting the library in long shadows. Vivian Ashworth, the transmigrated soul in the villainess’s skin, hunched over ancient pages, no longer just a passive victim of the plot. The role of the villain had been thrust upon her, but perhaps, just perhaps, she could use its expected ruthlessness for a different purpose: uncovering the truth. The performance had begun, but beneath the surface, the investigation was underway. Her survival depended on playing the part while dismantling the script from within. The weight of the villain’s role was crushing, but within it, she was starting to find the sharp edges sh

I was truly living the life of a side character, being treated that way by my own brothers. I picked up the pesticide bottle, twisted it open, and poured it straight into my mouth. "What are you doing?!" Charlie screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale. Even the usually composed Lucas panicked at that moment. "Are you insane? Did you really drink it?" My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I thought, 'What's so insane about it?' The original character in that world, Maddison Sherman, was just a villainous side character doomed to die sooner or later anyway. I remembered that the original plot said that she was supposed to die there, but it was by suicide with a knife instead.

Shivers run down Alexis's spine. He thought he saw a devil for a while in Liam’s face. It was a matter of life and death, and he knew that Liam would regret it someday. His friend is not a murderer or will let something like rape happen to anyone. He was only clouded by anger. Why would they always have to touch Davi? An alpha whose omega was defamed, humiliated, and hurt—did they not think this man would not retaliate? What a bunch of idiots they are.

Not even the tears in my eyes from being forced down by the old man were anywhere near subsiding fully that Asher's mouth cracked into an ominous smirk. He crawled into bed, his eyes ravenously sliding up and down my body tied to the bed, "You never let me take you willingly. I'll enjoy penetrating your tight p*ssy while you're all tied up and gagged." He rasped, his hands going to disrobe himself waist down to release his fully awakened shaft. I forgot he's no hero in my story. Asher is a bigger villain than my father. Hell, no! He pressed the head of his hot manhood to my entrance and let out a sinister chuckle.

“I know who you are, she-wolf. And there’s been a price on top of your head, along with your mate. I know I’m no match against a fucking Gamma, but an average hunter like me will take any bounty that comes my way. It just so happened that I’ve seen you dance here before anf it was to good a deal to pass up.” Alex tried to scream, but even her voice seemed to have failed her. So did the rest of her anatomy and she found herself steadily slipping from her chair. The villain was quick to leave his seat so he could push her back up to a sitting position while taking half the space of the booth seat behind the palm tree. Now they were both hidden from the view of most people in the bar…