I Favor The Villainess Novels & Stories

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

She pushed her glasses up that slipped down. “I don't like to attend such parties. You go and enjoy yourself. I like to stay in my fantasy world.” She smiled and I laughed, shaking my head. She thinks those fantasy Male leads really exist in real life. Who will make her understand that they are just fictional characters? I was shocked when she told me she likes Villains over heroes. Because, heroes will sacrifice the heroine for the world but villains will destroy the whole world for her.

She doesn't love me, but I will follow her to the ends of the world. I did not finish reading the diary; there were too many entries. Right at that moment, the comments popped up. [No wonder he's a villain. What a creep.] [No wonder if she died, he'd go mad and try to take down the main couple. Turns out he has loved her so deeply.] [I mean, he's just her lapdog! He has zero charm at all.] [The side character isn't a good person at all! She and the villain are just plain evil!]

ISADORA POV Sometimes, the truth is not the truth.Maybe we should pay more attention to the lies that the truth veils.You cannot blame me for being too quick to fall for him. He came as a saint and spoke all the right words, making the woman's English look massively out of sync with the things he said. He made me think there was no other like him, no other like me; I basked in the lie that I was the only one with the female organ that deserved the honor of his bed.He was perfect on paper, but he was lying to my face.“You make my world go round; you make beauty look so underrated.” He would thrill me with the words.Well, I guess I underrated his ability to see beyond me.He was no different fr

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.

They kept telling me that it's never a good idea to always place your trust in people, and I keep averting my eyes from them while seeming to go with the flow. I can eventually accomplish something that would improve me as a person and a villainess compared to how I was in my previous life, now that I've learned that lesson the hard way. I say, putting on my fakest charming smile that they can't help but admire, "Thank you ladies, you flutter me this much." You can admire me all you want, but I'll be the one who can ultimately betray you all. I smirk inside and finally murmur as I continue to enjoy my tea at the mere concept of that.

Someone who would serve under me, the one to dress me, entertain me, do my every bidding, keep me company. On the one hand, I liked the fact that I could keep my enemy close. On the other hand, it’s a terrible idea. It’s almost like Camilla was pitting me against her, setting me up to fail. I may have truly offended Her Imperial Majesty that time in Rozenberg. The cameras flashed again, capturing our interaction. I could almost see the headlines tomorrow: The Villainess Strikes Again. Another Day, Another Chance to Treat the King’s Lover Like a Servant.

She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell! A smile tugged at my lips as I splashed the champagne in my glass straight into the lead socialite's face. "Since when did any of you earn the right to bully someone under my protection?" The women's faces turned green with embarrassment and anger, yet not one of them dared to say a word. The floating comments exploded. [Holy crap? Since when did the villainess start acting like a CEO from a romance novel? Why is this so satisfying?!] [Our girl finally has someone standing up for her! I'm crying! Her family's been a mess since she was little.

I sighed as I agreed with her. Alfie propped his elbows on the table and rested his face on his palms. “So, in your story, who is she?” I sniffled. “I don’t know. She doesn’t fit the antagonist type. She is beautiful, sweet, and smart,” I sighed. “Antagonists have horns, tails, and fangs, right?” I said, sighing again as I realized she didn’t fit those characteristics. How can she be the villain in the movie when she looked like an angel and when she welcomed me like a new friend?