El Único Final De La Villana Es La Muerte の小説・ストーリー

over, he saw that it was the eighteen-year-old Willow crying. “Shawn, how did you end up like this?” she asked. She walked over and hugged him. “Look at you. You have so many spots on you now. You said that we’re going to be together forever, but you’re going to die now. How can we still be together?” He started crying outside his dream, though he did not know whether he was crying about the fact that he was about to die or whether it was because he could no longer be with Willow.

It’s because I saw my future. “A future where you infected me, where I lost my baby, and where I died a miserable death." I looked straight into his eyes. "Now you've walked that path in my place. So, tell me, should I be thanking you?" His cloudy eyes widened violently. A strangled sound tore from his throat. His body began convulsing uncontrollably. The line on the heart monitor spiked wildly before flattening into a single, piercing tone. The floating comments exploded. [YES! THIS is how the story was meant to end! The villainess changed her fate, and the scumbag ended up living her nightmare instead!]

She almost broke the window as she unlocked it and motioned for the others to make their escape. “Eddie!” Lily cried. Edwina ignored her cry. Thackery grabbed Lily. His eyes were filled with gratitude and understanding. “Just go,” she slammed the office door shut. She listened for a moment, as the trio attempted to scramble out of the window. She was alone now, aside from her unwilling captive. She turned to look at Claiborne. The room seemed so much bigger now that the others had left. A single man tied up to a chair and an unmarried commoner alone in a room with the guards just down the hall. The scandal would be talked about for seasons to come.

“I can’t torture her to death.” “Why not? Are you still afraid of Shaun? He’s doomed for life. There’s no hope for him.” “I really can’t do it,” Valerie responded. “I can do anything to her except killing her.” After some thought, Nicola’s mouth curved into an evil smile. “Fine then. Sometimes, it’s more miserable for people to live than die. Since she enjoys seducing people, destroy her face so that men will be disgusted by her. “No problem.” … In the cellar.

"I love you." Teravon's infamous underworld leader took her own life at that moment. Her eyes were filled with disbelief and heartbreak, as if she couldn't be at peace even in death. In her final moments, all she wanted was to hear me say I loved her, yet seeing her face filled me with nothing but disgust. Lilian died with her face contorted in excruciating pain, her spirit restless to the very end. The final words she ever heard were from the man she loved, telling her that she was disgusting.

I turned around to her, "We can not going to lose this time, mother. We can't.” “We won't.” She spoke, the want of revenge burning in her orbs, more intense than the one burning in mine, "Just one last move is left, and then the game is all ours. Their lives will be in our hands, we'd be the ones to decide whether they'd live or die.” "Death. They'll only get death." Alex and his mate have to die. No matter what is in their fate, the end will be written by me. I'll put it to an ultimate end, once and for all.

"You want to go after them?" "I want to win this war," she said. "The right way. Together. The two of us." He was quiet for quite a while. Then at last: "Fine. One war. One final fight." Elena assented. Because the endgame was not Victor or Killian. It was love or blood. And whatever happened here—who would lose. To be continued…

Jerome shrieked as whispers filled in the room. "I know what happened, I know this goddamn family will never die until the end of the story. Prince Johann is the Male Lead after all." I heard her mumble under her breath amidst the chaos. Male lead? story? what is she talking about? I heaved a deep sigh and massaged my head. "Haaah! Just how confident are you to bet your life on it?" Lian asked "More than a hundred percent." "This bitc----" "MY LORD!!!" Evander barged into the room in panic as he tried to catch his breath.

"Ryder is stronger than you think, no harm will come to him, okay?" Ava nodded, "Okay." Evena looked at the books on the table in front of Ava. "So what are the books for?" "My aunt wants me to learn about the glorious history of vampires." "And how much gloriousness have you seen in all your reading?" Evena asked. "Not much, the ancient vampires were so cruel. Just look, this man named Dracon slaughtered an entire town just because the children laughed at his shirt." "Really?" Evena asked in interest. "Uh...huh, this other woman named Juliet killed all the nuns in a convent by feeding on their blood and draining them."