I Became The Villain The Hero Is Obsessed With Mga Nobela at Kwento

🖱️Victor🖱️ I know he doesn’t trust me. Not the way you trust someone with your back turned and your eyes closed. He watches me sometimes like he’s waiting for the other shoe to drop. Like he expects me to wake up one day and remember I’m supposed to be the villain in his story. But that doesn’t matter right now. Because today was the most fun I have ever had in my entire life. And that’s not something I say lightly.

He killed his own father for heaven's sake. In the novel, he was described as someone who didn't feel any guilt, sorrow, or love and has a hobby of torturing his prisoners. But of course, it changed when he met the heroine. I didn't think it was love, but he became quite obsessed with the heroine and did all sorts of crazy things in order to possess her. The point is, he was a devil with the face of an angel. And that devil was currently standing in front of me. How come the villain and the villainess met at the marketplace? Fuck! This isn't supposed to happen!

“I think it’s a bad movie. The kind where the villain talks too much and everyone dies in the end.” I stood, placing the tablet down with deliberate slowness. “Viktor isn’t going to stop, Alessia. He’s not posturing anymore. He’s probing. Testing boundaries. And the moment he finds a weakness, he’ll tear through it.” She gave a half-laugh, half-scoff. “You’re acting like this is news. He hates you. He hates me. He probably hates puppies and the concept of joy. What else is new?” I moved closer, pinning her with my gaze. “What’s new is that this ends in blood. Mine, his—yours. I need you to stop treating this like some personal vendetta you can handle with sarcasm and attitude.”

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

Elliot adjusted the collar of his jersey, looking over at Jade with a cold, mocking smirk. "Back off, Elliot" Mendez warned. Elliot raised his hands up in surrender. "Look at that. Daddy's little prince needs his manager to fight his battles for him." Jade's fists balled up at his side, the urge to smash Elliot's face flared violently in his chest. Mendez pulled him away, leaving Elliot standing with his Manager. He hated Elliot always managed to get under his skin but knowing that his hatred for Elliot has made him compromise his professionalism made his stomach twist with a sickening mix of rage and shame.

Then, ignoring my protests, he scooped me up and carried me toward the underground garage. [This villainess out-acts the male lead. She's faker than a three-dollar bill.] [So what if she's a good faker? A villainess is a villainess. She'll never be the heroine.] I wrapped my arms around Victor's neck and gazed blankly at his face. His brows were tightly knit, his thin lips pressed into a flat line, drowning in worry. At the hospital, once the tests were done and we were waiting on the results, he held my hand.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads . ' oh so it was that guy , he's way better than that idíót fiance of mine , let's go see how he looks like ' she thought before leaving the principal's office . She preferred him over the male lead ,a million times . At least he wasn't an hypocrite. There's nothing anyone can tell her that would make her like that Lance. He was the one who turned Jade into a Villian. The moment she went out ,she was ambushed by Lilith who was growing impatient already .

The picture of an uninterested guy in his late teens, and a girl in all smiles stared back at her in a selfie angle. "System what's going on?" Zhi Ruo asked, calmly. It took her to its system's space. She sat casually on her blood red seat waiting for a reply. {You have been transported to a small world in a teen drama web novels 'HIS TOUGH LOVE'. You have assumed the body of this story's villain, Tae Rin and would revive her memories.} {This story's plot revolves around how the beautiful and pure female lead Mi Cha tries to win the heart of the male lead Min Seok, an extremely handsome and cold teenager.

“If I’m stuck in this world, I’m not living it like some spineless doormat.” The mice blinked at her, bewildered. Sandy—no, Erella—smirked, determination glinting in her eyes. “This story’s going to change. If fate thinks I’ll play the sweet little servant who waits around for magic, it’s got another thing coming.” She looked up, voice firm and resolute. “DARN IT!!! I’d rather be the villainess than this doormat of a heroine!” she cried out in frustration.