Correcting The Villainess Of The Academy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“She is the only human at an academy full of werewolves, and many of her peers—as well as professors—have looked down on her because of this. But despite adversity, she has shown incredible talent and perseverance.” “However,” he continued, “this video is not just about Miss Thatcher. I feel compelled to address the actions of another student: Linda O’Malley. It has come to my attention that Miss O’Malley has repeatedly attempted to sabotage Miss Thatcher’s work, going so far as to steal her designs and… physically attack her.” I gasped out loud, clapping my hand over my mouth. Was he seriously calling her out so soon…? But we had no real proof!

"Like you manipulated hundreds of students at the Academy? Like you've been manipulating traditional packs through embedded brides for decades?" "That's conspiracy theory." He tries to dismiss it. "Is it?" I gesture at the replacement bride still standing at the altar. "This woman isn't Celeste Whitmore, she is a backup. Another Academy graduate sent to replace the real Celeste when she defected. How many backup brides do you have ready? How many marriages here are Council plants?" Several alphas turn to look at their wives with new suspicion. Some of those wives have the same empty eyes, the same mechanical precision that Celeste demonstrated.

] I felt a jolt of nausea as his mental gaze shifted toward me. [And then, Vanessa. Once your 'hero' is a cooling corpse, I will break your spirit and mark you right here on this floor. I’ll bind your soul so tightly to mine that you’ll forget you ever belonged to another. You are the crown jewel of this conquest.] [They think they’re so smart,] Lily hissed internally, her eyes darting to the High Council members seated nearby. [Matthew thinks he’s poisoning a few rivals. He doesn't realize I’ve laced the entire kitchen’s water supply with hemlock and silver dust. Every guard, every servant, every Alpha in this room will be vomiting blood by midnight. The rogue pack is waiting at the treelin

"I looked her up. Third-year scholarship, advanced magical track, delayed enrollment. There's a note in the academic records that she tested off the standard scale when she was fifteen." "She did," Clara said. "Off the top of it or the bottom?" "The top." Clara paused. "Significantly off the top." Seren absorbed this. "And in the story as it was supposed to run—" "She arrives, discovers the full extent of her ability, attracts the crown prince's attention, and navigates a year of escalating conflict with villainess while the kingdom's political situation deteriorates." Clara paused. "The villainess, in that version, is fixated on the crown prince. Lysa is the rival."

“There must be a mistake somewhere! I didn’t lie about anything!” “Are you calling me a liar?!” He snarls. “You don’t belong here, Miss Bradley. You never did. This academy is for the elite, not for poor little girls who steal their way in.” That's it. I knew he was going to drag his degrading attitude into this abusive confrontation. This is exactly what Ria warned me about Professor Garris and his abusive use of power to destroy students he deems unworthy and crushing anyone who doesn’t fit his disgusting, narrow definition of ‘deserving’.

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

She would then laugh and say, "princess, do you accept defeat now?" The princess all in the name of a game didn't wanted to accept defeat. "I will never accept defeat, only when I am dead" Since then Reine plotted to get rid of the princess, that was how the powerful friendship they shared turned into some kind of game. End of flashback. Reine threw the frame away in anger, causing the screen to break, she gazed at the other frame, it was her and her mother.

She stare coldly at her sister corpse before setting the room on flames. . . . Meanwhile Taika who was supposed dead was alive and well even drinking coffee in another dimension in space. " Congratulation host... You have completed your last lesson on becoming a villainess_ Now have some rest for our real class started". ****** Villainess vengeance is about to begin.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

Honestly, the last thing I wanted was to get thrown out of the academy on the first day of my return. “How dare you cause a scene at my son’s coronation?” "Forgive me, Luna." "You have the galls to knock down my son's mate? Who are you by the way? I don't remember ever seeing you around." Oh, you know me so well. I am the girl you stabbed. The girl you left to die. Yeah, I wished I could tell her that. But now wasn't the time. I swallowed and told the lie I had repeated for so long it felt true. “I’m Vexley Aleron, a transfer student. I'm so sorry. I didn’t mean to disrespect anyone.”