I Fell In Love With The Villainess の小説・ストーリー

"Vhy do you like the vampire movies so much, My Chocolate Princess?" After taking some calming breaths she looks curiously at me, "Why do you call me, Chocolate Princess?" "Ve all call you something different, and that's what I choose to call you. And because you are My Little Chocolate Princess." She smiles and answers, "Oh ok cool, and because I love villains! And in most of the movies or stories that I've seen or read vampires are the villains." Indeed this is true, "So you like villains?" She smirks, "Yes I do. Why does the good guy have to win all of the time? I think that villains should win sometimes too." She gives a flirty smirk and looks at me through her long lashes, "What do you

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

Just then, I can't help but smile bitterly. I am so helpless. All this time, I pretended that I am strong and everything are doing well but in truth, I am not fine. The truth is, I still wanted to be close with him. I still wanted to keep the affection I have for him But... What choice do I have. I am juat a villainess who's meant to die. Whether I treasure the male lead as my best friend or more than that, nothing will happen no matter how much I give some effort. Because in the end, a vilainess like me is meant to die at the hands of the protagonists.

No matter how hard I tried to fight it, they kept shoving different women down my throat. It wasn't until they showed me, my girl. I didn't know that she was an Ivanov at the time, but even from the image, I could see that she was perfect. Even if she wasn't perfect, her flaws seemed flawless in my eyes. What I didn't realize was that she was some mission. A murder in the making of one of Valentinos' plans to feel better about himself.

And for the first time, I felt like I belonged exactly where I was, in the arms of the man who had taken me, broken me, and rebuilt me into something stronger. Mrs. Isabella Voss. Queen of the underworld. And completely, dangerously in love.

This was darkening the pure young mind of the villainess; she wanted to destroy the world so bad. This hateful injustice continue, followed by the growing hatred of the villainess until she meant him... The person who made her saw the light. He ( Male lead)came into her life like an angel but he wasn't her but belong to the female lead. The villainess had enough of the world unfairness, she didn't understand why the Haven where showing more favor towards the already favoured daughter of the general. Why people like her was only surviving in darkness and loneliness. The villainess decided to harmed the female lead but failed only to be whipped almost to death, and was abandoned in her dusty r

After hearing that Ellina lowered her head in guilt and was not able to say anything. " I shouldn't have treated you better. I should have killed you from the moment you entered." She said while cursing at her with all her will power. Ellina listened to all her curses and didn't say anything. She just stood there and listerned to her hatefull and cruel words. Yes what could she even do, she have betrayed her most beloved person and the person who considered her as a family. " You may be happy that you are killing a villainess like me don't you ? You may have been provoked to killme on the temptation of money . Isn't it?Tsk!!"

Because if I care, I’ll go crazy. Then I realized that I’m not the right person to give him some advice. A good friend would probably give a lot better advice, but… I’m a villainess, am I? I’ve never been one for selfless-ness or comforting or caring, really. 'The world is fucked up, nothing matters except for myself', that's how I managed to live. Morals are quite often the last thing on my mind. So yeah, it’s fucked up. I think that’s also the reason I could never really hate Isadore. I mean, who's the villainess to judge another villain, right?

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

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.