Caught By The Villain Manga Novels & Stories

The heat prickled on my skin. Kamari drew another arrow and aimed it at his heart. He stopped screaming the moment the weapon pierced him and he fell to the ground. Dead. “The coast is clear,” Halle said, blood on the side of her lips as she pulled back her claws. She was a shapeshifter. “For now,” Kamari stated, gesturing towards the throne. “You said you had an idea?” Right! I rushed over and knelt beside the throne. My hands studied the diamond combinations I had seen earlier.

Her lips kept moving, but my attention had already shifted to the floating comments that had suddenly appeared in front of me. After quietly observing for a few days, I realized something. I was the only one who could see them. From what I could piece together, this world was actually an ongoing webnovel. And the female lead? Mia Lane. Apparently, she’d bound herself to some kind of “malice system.” Seriously? She actually got to be the main character? I looked at her arrogant expression and felt a wave of disgust… but mostly, it was just ridiculous. I curled my lips into a faint, dismissive smile.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

“But try not to kill them. They are valuable sources of information.” Violet nodded, understanding. Sheathing her sword, she reached down and grabbed the devil by the collar of his shirt, dragging him away from the clearing. Zack followed, still watching her with respect and admiration in his eyes. Violet had saved herself and accepted Zack's advice, proving that she was capable and courageous. She had become a hero in her own right. Zack and his friends had been caught off-guard by the sudden appearance of the mysterious black-clad man. They had thought they were dealing with a couple of weaklings, but now they faced a far more formidable foe.

To save her, this girl he barely knew, he intruded on her fight. She would never learn. There was no distinction between her then and now. Accepting an extremely dangerous mission was just like how she had endangered herself by charging toward the rapist despite the that her martial arts were way beyond the rapist’s level. Fortunately, he arrived on time, before she lost her life. The minute he arrived at the scene, the villain had already subdued her and had knocked her over onto the ground. He had fought off the man and defeated him easily, much to her indignation.

And somewhere in the vast Empire, the first pieces of fate were already moving. But this time... Evelina would be the one moving them. She had died once. She would not die twice. The villainess had returned. And she was ready to rewrite her ending.

And if it wasn't abandoned, acquiring it could mean far more than securing a place to survive the apocalypse. It could mean stepping into a history I didn't know existed. I locked my phone. “You can have a copy of the message,” I told him. “Not my device.” Evren looked as though he wanted to argue. Instead, he held out his hand. I sent him the screenshot. “Happy?” “No.” “At least we're making progress.” He examined the image, his expression growing more severe with every passing second. “Do you recognize the number?” I asked. “No.” “Do you recognize the message?”

“You guys are too cautious. Tying up his hands and legs would have sufficed. You did not need to restrain his fingers as well. Look at Mr. Kazumi now—he’s feeling all anxious.” The man said respectfully, “Mr. Charlie, there are some things that you’re unaware of. Like in the movies where the villains capture the protagonist, but they always ignore the protagonist’s hands. Therefore, no matter how the protagonist is restrained, he will always be able to escape. So, for us to ensure his escape route is completely cut off, we had to restrain all ten of his fingers as well. This way, there’s no way he could possibly escape from us!” Charlie laughed, pointed at Kazumi, and said with a smile, “Bas

Cassian became a monster. "Bullshit," Adrian had muttered bitterly, his fingers tightening around his phone. Hundreds of comments flooded beneath the final chapter, praising the ending. Adrian couldn't understand them. "How can you call this justice? He deserved a second chance... not an eternity alone." That had been Adrian's final comment beneath the last chapter. If I were in this world, I'd save the villain. I'd change his fate. Then the truck hit. Pain exploded through his body. The world shattered. And then there was only darkness and silence.

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.