Novelas y relatos de I Only Treat Villains

In the sponsorship group chat, I notice someone has used their aid money to buy the latest LV handbag. I send a friendly reminder in the group chat, saying, "Please use the financial aid for your studies and avoid unnecessary spending just to keep up with others." Ella Lowe, the campus belle, immediately makes a post online to attack me. "He's sponsoring all these poor students because he wants to find a sugar baby! He's only doing it because he wants our bodies!" I am left stunned. For the past five years, I have never interfered with their personal lives and simply tried to help students who can't afford an education. Yet these indignant university students actually report me to th

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

I told her softly, admitting the truth. All my life I'd been treated like shit for something I'd had absolutely no control over. So could you really blame me that I felt intensely attracted towards the one person who didn't see me as just a slave? The one person who actually saw me as a living, breathing individual? Cared enough to have an actual conversation with me? "Oh, Mel," Miss Lillian sighed from behind me, and I squeezed my eyes shut as she wrapped her arms around me from behind, providing motherly affection.

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.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

Little Zi Yan wraps her arms around his shoulders, "Wong Yi, from now on, you owe me your life. You have to serve as my servant, okay? You can learn from me here on, the big boss." She begins to walk with him past the garden, "Let me tell you.. In my house, I am always ignored by the servants. Guess what I do? I take revenge on them. I burn their dresses and purposefully step on their foot. Evil, I know!" Looking at him with a proud smile, little Zi Yan exclaims, "That is why you cannot let others step over you, you know? You gotta puff up and fight for yourself, Wong Yi." He nods, "Okay, I understand now.."

boom! Jiang Ning felt as if thunder just stuck her ,Si Yi yan and Si Xinya were the name of the villain and villainess of the novel Luo Chen used to read it to her ! when she heard it in her comatose state she felt extreme sympathy for this pair of siblings , never had the love of parents ,mother died ,father remarried brought a new wife and daughter , The villain fell in love with his half sister and the villainess hated how her father doted on his step daughter blindes with jealousy she schemed and schemed but how could they both win ? The ML ended the villain and Fl halo ended the villainess! when she heard the end of this pair of siblings Jiang Ning really pitied them. half scared half c

“Is that why the hunters are after her? To kill her and stop the plague?” “Yes,” I answer this time around. “They're doing a noble cause if you think about it, them trying to kill the person that can destroy their world, their homes. If it were in a book, I'll be the villain and they'll be the heroes.” “Youre wrong Ivy,” Karl says, jaw clenched. “They're not doing a noble cause, and in my book you're not a villain.” “Yeah,” Damon agrees. “Sometimes villains are just given to misunderstood characters because a story needs a hero. I won't stand by and let them kill you, there has to be a way out.”

I shut the pair of glass doors behind me, hugging myself over my sweater. I lean against the railing, pressing the palms of my hands on the cold concrete as I stare out at the grounds. Tavin’s words echo in my mind, and slowly, their meaning begins to take shape. All of us have done bad things. Some have done worse things than others. But to someone, you’re the villain. In somebody’s story, there’s always a villain. And all villains have their own villain. The realization settles over me. I glance back through the glass doors, catching sight of Tavin standing guard.

She had to swallow the exact same insults, the exact same microaggressions, and the exact same filthy rumors that are currently being thrown at me. If I continue to hold myself with calm, quiet dignity, there is no way Instructor Selene will not see a reflection of her younger self standing in my shoes. If I were a normal girl, or if my past life had been softer, perhaps I would have tried to cultivate a genuine, warm relationship with her. But I am a villainess. That is not the life I chose, but it is the reality I inhabit. I have no interest in making a friend. My goal is to subtly manipulate her perception, using her own past trauma to guide her actions.