Every Villain Is Lemons Novels & Stories

Only virgins get that scared look in their eyes when I tell them about gang bangs, orgies. Rose said nothing. She didn't even try to lie and say otherwise... She just kept silent... . Tamie's face brightens as she understands: - So you are... Oh my God! But that's great... Rose looked at her, confused. Great? She was crazy... - You'll be able to make double the amount of money I told you... You'll have enough money to pay for your little sister's treatment and to buy a new house... - Stop it... - I have a client who loves little virgins. This old pig will pay a good fortune for you. That money will buy you a nice Mercedes. You're lucky, he asked me to get him one... He won't resist you and w

Leo started as he popped the champagne cheering on his own as the liquid rained on the table making Victor and Maverick move back "So smart and hot and adorable...you know that's what women think...male doctors are hot heros," Leo said pouring a single glass and then another until he filled three glasses with champagne "Drinking in the afternoon is a bad idea...don't you have work to do, "Victor said when Leo handed him a glass stopping Leo mid as he shifted his gaze from Victor to Maverick and he wanted to laugh hard in fact he laughed as he set the glass guys near Victor then shoved another to Maverick

But maybe even villains could have a stupid side to them, just like how Lily suddenly asked, “Is that the belief that the people of Barden City have? I once read an article about how people in that town have a high level of happiness even though they are not rich, and maybe the reason is that they never have bad dreams at night?” Vivian really wanted to laugh at this moment. She thought Lily wouldn't buy her bullshit at all, but it turned out that the villain also had a naive side to her. “That's right,” Vivian replied calmly as she managed to hold back her laughter. “You can try using that method, and let me know if it works. I've tried it before and it worked for me, so I hope it will work

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

At some point, while watching their tenth movie, Ryden was spooning with Damon and their legs intertwined, making himself speechless because Damon was shameless and only said he was watching movies as a chance to molest Ryden. Unfortunately for Ryden, that was not the end of it. By the time they watched three more movies, he was only wearing his pants and nothing else. His belt was thrown across the room. Ryden tried putting up a fight but unfortunately, Damon was shameless and often ignored his small resistance. And to make everything more hopeless, he learned Damon had very terrible and irresistible puppy eyes, and so that was how Ryden became the big spoon that was completely and thorough

This man was also well-known in Celandine City, and his name was Viv Hudson. Viv was famous in Celandine City not because of how capable he was, but because this person was especially good at blackmailing, framing, and inciting. Many big bosses and enterprises were also defeated by him. People must not offend him. This man was a classic shameless person. The more you offended him, the more he wanted to fight you until the end. He would frame you up and use all sorts of despicable tricks on you. People always said one should offend a wicked person than offend a good person, and Viv was a typical wicked person.

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

I stared at the marks on his arm and almost laughed. Those injuries came from him getting drunk and crashing into a glass liquor cabinet the week before. I was the one who treated them. Vivian fell silent for a moment before slowly sitting back down. Nathan's eyes lit up. He thought his sob story had worked. The floating comments exploded. [The male lead is seriously disgusting. He blames everything on the villainess! Those injuries were obviously his own fault!] [Forget the romance. I just want to watch these two women team up and destroy this scumbag.]

I was truly living the life of a side character, being treated that way by my own brothers. I picked up the pesticide bottle, twisted it open, and poured it straight into my mouth. "What are you doing?!" Charlie screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale. Even the usually composed Lucas panicked at that moment. "Are you insane? Did you really drink it?" My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I thought, 'What's so insane about it?' The original character in that world, Maddison Sherman, was just a villainous side character doomed to die sooner or later anyway. I remembered that the original plot said that she was supposed to die there, but it was by suicide with a knife instead.

“I noticed the Valentini and Moscow Mule aren’t on the recommendations. Is there a reason why they’re not as popular?” After seeing Zen’s shortlisted candidate profile, Vera knew what he was hinting at. Truthfully, these two ladies were infamous. The girl Valentini represented had a high body count and a messy relationship track record. She was a very successful temptress who played the cupid’s game only to watch her lovers rip each other’s throats for fun. The Moscow Mule was no better. Although she didn’t work the same way as Valentini, she had a habit of breaking up lovers and wrecking homes.