Falling In Love With The Villainess Novels & Stories

She deserves to die through torture. “You deceived me? For a moment, I underestimated you.” She blurted out in disbelief, “You cared about her after all. What? You fell for her and have not realized it yet? A feeling as such is dangerous. You have no right to fall in love—you have no right to be happy, Vincenzo.” Her life was at risk, and there she was, talking about the same Love she knew nothing about. Even if I did fall for Lily without realizing it, Selena won't be the one to make me realize it.

Vivi: Did you accepted La'Rossas proposal ,like I told you to? . My blood starts to boil and my head spins.. This can't be .. please .. I can't belive it.. Someone is giving her orders.. Target ? Am I the target? I guess I am if reading the last message. No, no, no ... this can't happen.. everyone but her... How could I be that stupid?! I fell for it.. I fell for her... I actually let my guard down and fell in love with a fucking enemy spy!! I should have known when I found out she is a bratwa princess and the fact that Valentine is so concerned, that she gets more and more anxious by the days.. it is so obvious now!!

Chloe has read The Villainess's Ruin a dozen times. She knows exactly how it ends: the spoiled heiress Amber loses her fiancé, her family, and her reputation, while her sweet stepsister Sophia gets the happy ending she deserves. It's a satisfying story — right up until the night Chloe misses her own life's biggest opportunity to help a stranger, falls asleep furious and heartbroken over a book, and wakes up in Amber's bed, wearing Amber's face, three months before the engagement that ruins everything. She knows what's coming. She knows who to avoid, who to trust, and exactly which choice destroys Amber's life. So she'll simply choose differently — save the villainess by refusing to be one.

And if anyone had claimed that the Queen, the woman forged from violence, vengeance, and unbreakable will walk down an aisle in a breathtaking gown, ready to offer her heart to the man she once swore to ruin? People would’ve placed bets on her blood before her vows. Yet here they were! Not enemies. Not rivals. Not predators circling each other anymore. Just two villains in love, a love that should’ve destroyed them long before it saved them. And the world had absolutely no idea what to do with that. Every major crime lord, assassin syndicate, cartel head, and underground monarch filled the cathedral. The air reeked of power, of expensive perfume, mistrust, and silent panic.

“Who are you to tell me what to do?” “How about I tell you there’s a way to get revenge on them?” I turned to him immediately. “Revenge?” I let out. “You don’t have a way. I don’t even know you… stranger.” “There’s a way,” he said. “Which is?” My brows raised in confusion. He looked straight at me. “Marry me, Ariana Vale.

He was hard again. I was turned on. We made love once more, until the world fell away and we both came undone. Later that night, I heard her. “I just want what’s right to be restored,” she whispered to one of the younger maids, her voice trembling with well-practiced grief. “Vincent’s confused. That girl—she’s using him.” She knew I was listening. Her eyes met mine across the hallway shadows. I smiled. Let her play her games. What she didn’t know… was that this time, Vincent had chosen me.

I rolled my eyes, not even hiding it. Did she know? Did she suspect I had feelings now? She was right. I had wanted revenge—badly. But now… things were changing. Adrian wasn’t the monster I expected. And even if he was cold sometimes, there was something real about the way he held me when he thought I was asleep. Something that made it impossible to hurt him. I swallowed hard. “I’m quitting the revenge plan, Valerie,” I said, my voice calm but firm. “I think I’m falling in love with him. I can’t do anything that would hurt Adrian. I won’t be able to forgive myself if I do.”

Isabella’s point of view. After the press statement that Sebastian’s company released, I felt relieved because Sebastian defended me in that statement. “There times in life when you meet someone and instantly fall in love with someone. At that moment you didn’t care about who they used to be who what their past was like. That is the same thing With Isabella. I met her when everything in my life seemed grey. From the day I met her I fell in love with her and I never cared what her past is.” the statement said.

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

It always will, because it’s her that Canus loves, not Favilla, not me. And even if he eventually falls in love with Favilla as well, I don’t know if it’ll be enough. I don’t just want him to love me for the barest fragments of Aura’s past that I’ve regained, a precocious newborn carrying an echo of a dead girl—I want him to love me for me. The real me, the ruthless vampire of three decades that tried to get him killed.