روايات وقصص ضمن I Am The Game's Villain

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

I think that thought made it easy for me to accept the darkness that started to surround me again, and I felt a single tear run down my cheek. The last one that would ever run down for that bastard. He had betrayed me and taken everything away from me, and even though it seems like he had won now, he had better be on his toes because I'm coming back for him. And not just him, but everyone who had done this to me. I'm coming back for blood. I embraced the darkness.

I asked, a mockery-wrapped laughter erupting from my lips. "You seem to have forgotten something, though. I hate you, and I hate Amery. As long as something makes the two of you happy, I will take it away." I added, and the way he looked at me? His gaze was filled with so much hatred, so much disbelief, like he was looking at the queen of evil herself. Well, he wasn't wrong to judge me like that. I was the queen of vengeance and I wasn't ashamed to admit it. " You can paint me as the villainess. I honestly don't care. And if it makes you happy, you can call me the devil herself. " I suggested, faux kindness framing my features.

As the car drove away, taking me deeper into the darkness, away from any hope of freedom, I made a vow deep inside my heart. You think you won? You think because you are rich and powerful, you can do whatever you want? You broke me, Adrian. You destroyed me, Don Lorenzo. But listen closely... I will not stay weak forever. The girl you used, the girl you violated, the girl you kidnapped... she will come back. And when she does... she will burn down everything you built. Every lie, every secret, every piece of your rotten empire... I will make sure it all turns to ash. The game has just begun. And this time... I am no longer the victim.

Tired of wearing a crown made of ash and pretending it's gold. The Demon King slumbers, waiting for me to finish what I started. The pact is sealed. The blood is spilled. The prophecy spins on, and I’m the blade meant to cut the thread. And yet, I hesitate. Such a dangerous phenomenon in this game I'm playing, hesitating. Because she kissed me, and for a second just a breath, it felt like there were other ways than the path I carved for myself. Like I wasn’t just the villain. I was something real.

My mother’s cruel reign still breathes here, still stings even beyond her rule. Then another question cuts through me. “And the father of the child within you?” My spirit rebels. No. I will not speak it. For a heartbeat, I almost believe my mother alone is the villain. But looking around—the men and women together, united by exile, their eyes filled with old scars—I see it clearly. Varyn is a villain in their story too.

Nana quickly covered her mouth. " Sorry your highness, I got carried away. hehehe." " Is nothing. And beside, am named Zach by the way." " Huh?" " Nothing! You still seem hungry, am going to asked maid to bring more dish for you." Nana: * nodding head really hard.* System assistant: ( Host?! the villainess had never answered in such manner. She always had her head down and looked sad and gloomy as the weather; So what do you think you doing?! The world cousiounesss may detect you, and game end!"

“Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.” “Meaning?” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “She has secrets, Victor. Everyone does. And I’ll drag them into the light until she drowns in them.” Victor’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Dangerous move. But fitting for the villain you claim to be.” I ignored his mockery and picked up the glass again, the whiskey swirling like my rage. “Villains win because they’re willing to do what heroes won’t.” “Or because they don’t know when to stop,” Victor countered.

I stare right into his beautiful eyes, desperately searching for a hint of the person I knew him to be. His hand grabs my neck roughly, "Do you know who I am, May?. I am not one of the teenager you are used to." I swallowed my fear, ignoring the rising pain in my neck. "I don't care. " "You should Jailbait." "I don't care." "I am not someone you'd want to run into Ina dark alley, I am not a prince charming. I am the villain who eats little virgins like you for breakfast. I am a nightmare."