I Love The Villainess นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Yes, I have my set standards, but in reality, I just simply and honestly want to meet a nice man that I will experience real-life romance with. I am not asking for too much but the universe really decided that I shall have a whole new, different plot just for me. I am only asking for a nice man; therefore, I am given someone who is not simply nice… I am given a villain. The villain named Navier. With everything that I have heard and know a bit about myself, saying that he is a villain makes so much more sense now—and it is not a bad thing. If this is a part of who Navier really is, I already established to myself how I am more scared of the fact that I will easily accept him no matter what.

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.

“I was once like you alone, unwanted and underestimated despite the fact that my family was wealthy and powerful, but I didn’t shrink, didn't hide, I sharpened my claws and carved out a space. My mother-in-law loathed me, hell she Still does but I didn’t care and still don’t, I made this house mine. I didn’t beg for love or kindness, I demanded respect.” She turned to leave, then paused at the doorway, her eyes narrowed on me like a hawk “It’s one thing to be beautiful, It’s another to know that in a world like this, beauty can also be a weapon, if you have the guts to wield it. I’m not on your side but I really hate to see a woman lose to a villain.” With that, she vanished. I stood frozen

That there was no longer any way I could deny it. ...I was living inside the last werewolf novel I’d read... but I wasn’t the protagonist of this story. I was the villainess.

My heart froze when the tip stopped in my direction. “She used magic!” I turned to Leon. “Isn’t that supposed to be against the rules?” “Are you scared already, weakling?” She smirked. Weak what? “Bring. It. On.” “Truth or dare?” My fingers greased my stilettos slightly. “Truth.” “Hmm... let’s see.” Ivella inspected her fingers before turning back to me. “How does it feel knowing you will not be alive long enough to graduate? For someone as powerless as you, it’s obvious you won’t survive. So tell me, how does it feel?”

I said quietly, “I lose everything. My marriage, my honor, my place in this family, my heart, my soul, my love. Do you understand what that means? I’ll be the fool prince who couldn’t even keep his wife.” She stared at me, tears falling silently. “Then be the fool. It’s better than being the villain.” The word hit me like a blade to the chest. Villain. Was that what I’d become? Maybe it was. Because as I looked at her, broken, defiant, beautiful, I realized I didn’t care anymore. If being the villain was the only way to stay in her story, then I would play the part gladly. I reached for her again, my hand trembling not with anger this time, but despair.

I was truly living the life of a side character, being treated that way by my own brothers. I picked up the pesticide bottle, twisted it open, and poured it straight into my mouth. "What are you doing?!" Charlie screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale. Even the usually composed Lucas panicked at that moment. "Are you insane? Did you really drink it?" My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I thought, 'What's so insane about it?' The original character in that world, Maddison Sherman, was just a villainous side character doomed to die sooner or later anyway. I remembered that the original plot said that she was supposed to die there, but it was by suicide with a knife instead.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

"You don't know the half of the things I've done. I'm an ex-assassin. I'm not just bad, I'm horrible. Red knows it too. That's why he broke up with me" "He doesn't hate you, I know that. Why else would you still be here?" I said, folding my arms. She scoffed. "I'm not a very happy person. I thought I could make new friends but Dahlia already hates me. No matter how much I try to be good, I'm just never good enough. I tried to start a conversation with Dahlia and I messed it up. I don't know.... I guess, being the villain suits me better" . "You don't know that" I said.

Viviana scolded softly, "Victor, stop doing this. Scarlett clearly didn't mean it. You owe her an apology." Victor pressed his thin lips into a flat line and looked at Viviana with a complicated expression. "I know exactly what kind of person Scarlett is. Viv, you can't keep being this kind." "I can't be at your side forever. If an enemy means you harm, you have to learn to tell for yourself." [Textbook villainess! Grabbing every chance to hurt the heroine!] [The male lead has his guard up. With him around, her little schemes are useless.] Looking at the comments, remembering how I had just been dreaming of going to see the sea with Victor, I couldn't help a self-mocking smile.