Even The Villian Is Annoying Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

Comments from the people in the room filled my head and stabbed me countless times. I looked at Diana and the rest of our college friends, my heart breaking at the false disgust on their faces. Valerie looked disappointed, and my brothers? I guessed they hated me. “Adriana Nox, I order you to leave!" Killian ordered. I straightened up from my bent position and smiled at Arlene who thought she must have won. “I will be your villain till the end of your time," I whispered, and pulled out the blade then rushed towards her.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

"I can’t do this alone. I need someone on the inside. Someone who knows what it’s like to be broken by them, to have everything torn apart by their lies." I shook my head, my hands trembling. "But Damon... you’re talking about revenge. About becoming what they made you." He stepped closer, his presence felt overwhelming. "And you think I haven’t thought about that?" he said, his voice rising. "Do you think I enjoy being the villain? No, Lila. But if they want me to be a monster, I’ll be the biggest one they’ve ever seen. And I’ll drag them down with me. I’m doing this for us—for everyone they’ve hurt. For the people who can’t fight back." His eyes softened, his voice becoming almost pleading

Among them, Lily was the one who looked the unhappiest. “Alpha Gabriel is truly extraordinary! He actually managed to get this precious weed!” Someone spoke from the crowd. “He is so romantic and a gentleman. He gave up such a precious thing to her mate, the woman he just met today. Vanessa is really lucky to have him.” Another voice came, and Lily's face turned red and green. I turned to look at Gabriel. There was a faint smile on his lips, and he even nodded his head in appreciation.

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.

“This is why I hate people. They are nothing but annoying useless tools that get in my way.” Vixen grumbled out angrily, sitting me down in a seat. She plopped down beside me, giving me a glance. “You seem different, though. Your soul is pure yet you’ve been through some shit. Like bad shit.”

the queen asked. "I don't think how I feel is of any importance." Evena answered. The queen laughed out loud. "You are very funny, aren't you Evena? The first thing you will learn here in Salvatore is to be polite. Now, let me rephrase my question, how do you feel about being here to serve me? And remember, don't lie because I will be able to tell." "I wasn't planning on lying. I hate it here in Salvatore, vampires make my skin crawl. I especially hate the fact that I am going to serve an heartless murderer like you." Evena replied bluntly.

Jai supported Hailee. “I was just saying! Why are talking it against me? I mean… anything can happen. Who knows? Ara added. “Grr let’s stop it right there!” Jai said. One thing is sure, I will never get along with that Evander. I hate him. I think he’s the worst – the most arrogant and self-proclaimed guy.

He motioned for the men in front of him to move to the side. Bending down, he sneered, "I really hate when I get blood on me. People already consider me a dastardly villain, I try not to look the part." He grabbed the sack of bones in front of him by the hair and bashed its face into the floor. Blood splattered over his suit. "Now look what you've done, you've ruined the suit too," Alexander pretended to pout. Johannes Chevalier looked up at him, tears, blood, and mucus covering his once pretty face.