How To Survive As The Academy's Villain Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tessa is keeping me company, but Victor is just angry. “How could she suspend you?” My shoulders shrug in silent response. “How are we supposed to find Raven Aylestone? You can't do anything sitting here. The academy is the only place where you can get information about him.” “There's no way Sheena will revoke my suspension…” “So are you giving up on revenge?” “What? No.” He sighs, his palm slicking back his gray hair. “I told you a million times to stay away from the other students in the academy but you never listened, and even got yourself engaged to Jay Manchester.”

“Cut the theatrics, Victor.” He laughed. “You made it further than I thought. I admit, I underestimated the fire in you. But it’s not too late to change the ending.” “I’m here to make sure this is the ending.” He stepped closer, hands still open, still unarmed. “You’re not going to shoot me. Because you want answers. Because somewhere, deep down, you know that I’m not the real villain.” She didn’t flinch. “You tried to kill Killian.” “And he tried to destroy me first,” Victor snapped, his mask slipping. “I built the Graves empire from the shadows. I made him. And the moment he felt strong enough, he turned on me. He took everything.”

“And to survive, if that’s what it takes.” A faint smirk curved her lips, but it was cold, devoid of any warmth. “Survival,” she repeated, almost as if tasting the word. “You may find that survival at Canis Academy requires more than you’re ready to give. There are forces here that you cannot imagine, powers that demand respect and obedience.” I swallowed, sensing an edge of warning in her words. “I’m willing to learn, to adapt. Isn’t that why I’m here?” Davina’s eyes narrowed. “Careful, Yulia. Confidence without caution is a weakness. Overconfidence will be your downfall if you’re not careful.”

“And, when you begged me to fuck you, it was all I could do not to laugh afterward. The top of the class, just a common whore all because of me. Ruining your prospects was the punishment you deserved, thinking you could study at the same academy as a prince.” Mortification, rage, and shame. Eddie wrestled with all these emotions until they burst, “I’ll kill you! Alex will kill you! You think you can squish me like a bug, well you’ve got another thing coming. When Alex and the King find out about this, you’re dead. You’re going to start a war, and neither country wants that. If they don’t kill you, your father certainly will!”

One day, she might need something to use against Cleo, and having her violence recorded in the memories of twenty witnesses could become very valuable blackmail. If she told the truth... then she really wouldn't survive in this academy long enough to execute her plans. So she lied with her painful mouth. “I ate poisoned silver.”

"And you will at last be free when you do.” Robert shoved him back. “She’s not yours to corrupt.” Derek only smiled, eyes glittering. “Everyone breaks, Lord Robert. Even your precious Vale.” --- By evening, the academy swam with rumor. Jackson fed it like a master conductor. “Heard the newest?” a student whispered in the corridor. “She burned the professor’s desk to cinders.” “They say she killed her father,” another hissed. “Madness runs in her blood.” Jackson lounged near the dining hall doors, Armani coat thrown over his shoulders like a cape. Coins of loyalty glittered in his hands—free drinks, paid favors, subtle bribes.

And do they have one goal? Reading novels and watching TV shows have taught me that most villains want one thing. World domination. Is that what they are after? And if it is, where does Alec’s pack fall in all this? Where do I fall? I kick a rock in frustration. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. Why in the hell was my life so difficult all of a sudden? Why couldn’t I just have a normal life like everyone else? “Maybe because you’re not normal?” Nyx says lazily, drawing my attention to her.

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

He doesn’t look approachable. He turns slowly, facing everyone, and the shift in his stance makes majority step back. His cold baritone voice fills the room, “If anyone tries to break a rule that puts this academy at risk,” he lets the words sit, “they should die.” He completes. A older man steps forward angrily. “You don’t take the law into your own hands—” Xaden scoffs, cutting him off with a look. “You weren’t vigilant enough to notice a student trying to betray this entire school,” he snaps. “What did you think he would do if he bonded with Vorth? Play with it? Or do you think he would stop trying after he’s released?”