Novel & Cerita Gentle Villain

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.

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.

Two minutes later, Zach walked into the most luxurious room in the club with blood all over his hand but none on his suit or his crisp white shirt. Big Al was reduced to a stammer as he stared at the man making himself comfortable across the table from him. “Who... How...Who...” He could not formulate the right question to ask this strangely calm man. “Are you here to kill me?” He finally asked once he had gotten control over his tongue. “No,” Zach answered calmly, “As I said, am here to talk.” He poured himself a glass of wine after wiping the blood off his hand using the paper towels on the table. “I am simply here to claim on my investment.”

Miss Stacy said ,she was their English teacher . Diniel made a little curtsey and smiled at the class . " Hope we all get along " she said still smiling and everyone welcomed her . 'Tch ,the author is really something else , she just had to make the female lead the pretty ,pure ,smart and innocent looking one with straight body like a pole and make the Villianess the beauty , stupid and sexy looking one , how exactly is that fair ' Jade lamented inwardly . Diniel then took her sit which was directly in front of Winter then the teacher turned to Winter.

I hate weak girls who keeps on romanticizing every guy’s hypocrisy! “Don’t talk to me like that. Fix yourself Jai, you look horrible” I told her in a straight and cold voice. I pity her and at the same time if affects me seeing her in that condition. I don’t want to be so soft to her because I want her to be a strong woman and not just anyone that a guy can peek on to. Among us, Jaira is the most demure and vulnerable while Ara and Hailee are both tough and feeble.

He blocked my way. “What is the problem, sweetheart? What did I do wrong?” he asked softly. I stared at him mutely. How can someone as caring as Emiliano be an initial villain? He held my hands. “Talk to me, sweetheart. I’m sorry if I did anything wrong. Don’t be mad at me, please,” he begged. I pulled my hand away from him. Once a villain will always be a villain. “Why? How could you be so evil to take another’s life most viciously?” I queried. Confusion flickered across his face.

"You? Are you kidding? Do you think you're a fairy? Why don't you look at yourself in the mirror? You have a flat body. If you hadn't hugged me last time, I wouldn't have touched you even if I were beaten to death!" A shameless stinky gigolo, how could he speak so viciously! Valeria was so angry that her face turned blue. She wanted to refute it, "I'm a natural beauty. I am thousands of times more beautiful than those old women clients, am I not?" However, She took back the words on the tip of her tongue for fear of his meanness. If she dared to reply, he would definitely bite back for ten times. This petty-minded and handsome gigolo was not like a man at all. He must have his own difficult

It felt weird at first because the only use of my mouth was to choke on dick but with time I got used to his questions. Damien Vale was no saint. He was a dangerous and powerful businessman with his own dark empire, but he was not allied with Voss or Silas. In fact, I slowly realized he had his own quiet rivalries with men like them.

“Three. Enough to watch my world start to fall apart. Then you ghosted. Again.” On my right, the villain from “Threadcount”—the one I’d meant to redeem and never did—stood tall in his immaculate suit, threads of shadow crawling at his cuffs. In my head, he’d always been charming in a sharp, dangerous way. Here, the sharpness had turned inward; his smile was brittle, his eyes hard. “You made me a monster,” he said calmly. “Then walked away before you gave me a chance to be anything else.” Behind them, more shapes flickered.

“Yes, that’s his mate, Merethyl. She’s an elven princess. I’d suggest not making any comments about how beautiful she is. I’m a possessive tiger, but I’m nothing compared to a possessive dragon.” We continue walking to toward the main house as Avani shifts and comes rushing over. His nose is in the air and he strides quickly to Valko, sniffing him. “We’ve been searching for you, both of you, for a long time,” he says, sniffing the air around Elio. Valko has gone very still. “Avani, try not to scare Valko. They only just agreed to come and see what we are doing here.” “You’re not staying,” he practically growls until Merethyl arrives, sliding a hand gently down his arm.