Correcting The Villainess Of The Academy Novels & Stories

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.

Vivian looked at Jane with begging eyes but Jane, whose heart was already cold, just ordered her knight to put a leash on her neck and dragged her to the stage despite that Vivian was trying to struggle to break free. Once they were on the platform together with the leashed naked Vivian who was trembling as her face was flushed in shame, Jane had already taken the mic and started to announce. “Starting from this day and onwards, the dean will be stripped of his position as a dean for all the crimes he committed. He manipulated young ladies, cheated on his wife, raised a mistress outside, and used the money of the academy.” Since the loudspeaker backstage was large, it was enough for all the

I should've been more trusting. But I also knew I wasn't completely at fault here. So I wasn't going to apologise. At least not until he did first. He should've told me. And ruse or not, he hadn't treated me kindly back there. I cleared my throat, suddenly feeling awkward. "So, um, back at Alpha Adrian's room, that had all been an act?" "And she finally figures it out. B plus for effort," he muttered dryly, still focused on his book.

“You're the vampire king. You can always penetrate through my mental defenses and get the information you need.” “That'll be making things too easy. I promised never to mind wipe you, pet. I never go back on my words no matter what.” She closed her eyes, her shoulders sagging with tiredness, her face stricken with so much grief and pain. Seeing her in such a condition made my blood boil. Whoever put her up to this would have to pay with his life. I didn't mind wiping out the high-profiled vampires in charge of running the academy if I found out that they were the ones pulling the strings. “You don't deserve sorrow, pet. You're too innocent. Too young to be exposed to all these mess...”

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

she continue her lecture and I just buried my face on my hand like a solider that just lose a battle. can this guy take his eye off me he is chocking me already, I hate to be noticed. he pass me a note and I open to see what was inside "Be yourself" I smirk at him and tear the note into pieces before the bell rang and I left immediately. **Rosapearl** will Diane have Miller? is things going to go well between miller and Charlotte? will Jeffrey love Charlotte back? This people seems to be confusing us. ************************************************

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

It was a typical counterattack! "How can you all be so shameless? We are all students of the White Deer Immortal Academy, so it's one thing if you don't help us, but you want to frame us. Are you worthy of the name of the White Deer Academy?" A woman said indignantly. Her appearance couldn't be said to be beautiful, only that she was in the middle of a person's appearance, but her thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of righteousness. She was indignant at the attitude of these high level students.

Even Professor Lang shifted uncomfortably, his eastern-pack bias warring with the weight of my words. Marcus’s face flushed crimson. Jealousy boiled over, stripping away the polished mask. “This is ridiculous!” he snarled, stepping forward so aggressively his pack had to restrain him by the elbows. “She’s lying to save his career! I saw her in the courtyard—scent changing, eyes glassy, like she was already under his thrall. I offered her everything—an eastern alliance, status, pups with real bloodlines. ‘You’re too good for mid-tier scraps,’ I told her after drills. ‘Let me protect you properly.’ But no—she runs to him, hides in his office, emerges reeking of sovereign claim like it’s some r