Chapter Berapa Deku Jadi Villain Novels & Stories

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he shouted at me, his glare turning hotter by the second. I shook my head. I couldn't do this. I couldn't put him through so much pain. "Stop being such a fucking coward and using my pain as an excuse to stop," he glared at me. "I am not a coward," I said through clenched teeth. "You are. Like all other werewolves. Too scared to change. Too scared to do anything worthwhile. I should've known you're too much of a scaredy cat to go through with it," he said, slowly getting up from the ground now that the pain was reducing.

I hеаr thе dооrbеll chimе аs I set my bаg down on thе counter аnd glаnce аt thе persоn whо wаlked in. Dominic. I squint my eyes аs I look аt him suspiciоusly. Hе twirls thе vаn keys on his indeх fingеr аs hе strоlls tоwаrd mе with а grin. Thе numbеr....... I’ll kill him. I squint my eyes аs I look аt him suspiciоusly. Hе twirls thе vаn keys on his indeх fingеr аs hе strоlls tоwаrd mе with а grin.

"I can't believe garbage like you isn't in prison." I kicked him in the shin this time. I'm really going all out. All my self defense training for that action movie was not in vain. After all, I was in the body of a villainess, so it was unlikely to have the benefit of the coincidence of someone coming to its lovely rescue. "You creepy bastard! Disgusting piece of shit!" That pervert was literally on the ground right now, screaming in pain and disbelief as I continued to beat him up and cursed him.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

Daniela Barnett pushed up her glasses again and said calmly, "Enough with the boasting. I've seen your grades, and I don't recall you getting an A++ in calculus." I rolled my eyes subtly. "So, what response were you expecting when you asked about my grade?" Resting her chin on her hand, Daniela Barnett scrutinized me. "You're quite audacious. Few students speak to a professor like this." Naturally, I respected her as a professor. But Daniela Barnett... I just couldn't see her as a professor. Regarding the six protagonists, including Quentin Bennett, in that dreadful book, I despised them all, without exception. I detested Quentin Bennett's promiscuity and loathed the aggression and dominance

"Too bad, we were ordered not to kill you," said the villain who pointed the gun. His words were immediately greeted by the laughter of his colleagues. "But we were allowed to hurt you as much as we wanted." Deric chose to remain silent while reading the situation. His condition was very unfavorable at the moment. He was outnumbered and outgunned, especially with him being in a wheelchair. It was unlikely that he could survive. The villain who pointed the gun spoke again, "I'll make your hands as deformed as your legs."

“You are the villain.” Nico’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he closed the distance between us. The air between us felt charged, like a storm about to break. “Villain?” he repeated, his voice low but laced with venom. “You don’t get it, do you? I’m not just the villain—I’m the one who decides if you leave here alive.” I stiffened but refused to look away. “If you think you can scare me, you’re wrong.” A humorless chuckle escaped his lips as he leaned in, his face inches from mine. “Scare you? Beth, you’re already scared. You just don’t want to admit it.”

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!