Behold The True Villainess นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Shameless, how dare she accuse and insult Adharia! Doesn't she know her place?" "Honestly, she's just embarrassing herself. Adharis is always right, though." Aww, you poor little kitten. I thought you were a smart girl, but it seems that you're more stupid than I thought. Can't you understand that I manipulated you to become the sad pathetic villainess that you are? You see, you thought I was always within your grasp, but I got smarter and I got bolder in the nick of time, your name has been in red underlines ever since I saw through you. A Rohas.

Perhaps it was due to her instincts as the villainess of the story, but from the moment she saw this woman, she hated her from the bottom of her heart. She had a face that was completely different from hers. Meanwhile, the model husband in other people’s eyes and the person who once loved her the most was holding this woman’s hand and even hugging her while working. They acted as if no one else existed. They interacted with such intimacy that it seemed as if they had been together for years, even though a year ago, my father had badmouthed this woman with her in the middle of the night. They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innoc

Miss Stacy said ,she was their English teacher . Diniel made a little curtsey and smiled at the class . " Hope we all get along " she said still smiling and everyone welcomed her . 'Tch ,the author is really something else , she just had to make the female lead the pretty ,pure ,smart and innocent looking one with straight body like a pole and make the Villianess the beauty , stupid and sexy looking one , how exactly is that fair ' Jade lamented inwardly . Diniel then took her sit which was directly in front of Winter then the teacher turned to Winter.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

Just then, I can't help but smile bitterly. I am so helpless. All this time, I pretended that I am strong and everything are doing well but in truth, I am not fine. The truth is, I still wanted to be close with him. I still wanted to keep the affection I have for him But... What choice do I have. I am juat a villainess who's meant to die. Whether I treasure the male lead as my best friend or more than that, nothing will happen no matter how much I give some effort. Because in the end, a vilainess like me is meant to die at the hands of the protagonists.

Her eyes met her face in the mirror and she groaned. "That is it then. I was the freaky American trying to turn them against each other. The villain." However, The actual villain is Arabella. If she had not set her up then maybe, just maybe, she could be herself with Arabella and freely tell her she wasn't satisfied after she had said the food was enough. And of course, Richard won't appear and think that she's dating the bastard who didn't kiss her just once but...wait. It's a draw now.

"You're not worthy to challenge me. I am the Greater Realms’ ruler, who dictates the fate of all beings. I am James!" He fixed a fierce glare at the beautiful woman. "Do you think I don't know who you are? My second body is Frona, the leader of the Caeloros Gods of Nothingness. You're the true villain who enslaved the Greater Realms."

I posed the question to the crowd and Queen Heather, whose attention shifted nervously to the high-ranking witches who had the power to dethrone her. Queen Heather, trying to gain control of the narrative, retorted, "And what evidence do you have that Jennifer isn't the murderer? Or perhaps this is your plot to paint me as the villain and sway my loyal followers." The crowd's murmuring ceased, their attention fixating on me.

"Rosanna, do you take me for a fool? That little girl from Hartford Group? How old is she, even?" "Exactly! She's so young. That's why I was shocked by how vicious and cunning she is. She managed to wrap Mason around her little finger and pushed him into doing all that! Vincent, I'll be honest. I can't just swallow this. I want that bitch to pay!" Rosanna said. Vincent sneered. "And why should I believe you? Also, if what you're saying is true, then that woman is Mason's precious darling. You're trying to convince me to go after her? Do you think I've been in the game too long and need an early retirement?"