I Will Become The Villain's Poison Taster Novel Novels & Stories

Then felt my eyes sting as I let out a soft laugh. I looked into his deep, steady eyes and saw myself reflected there, clear and unwavering. “Edwin, I love you too.” In my mind, the final golden comment drifted slowly across: [Congratulations on rewriting your ending. The villainess has risen. The devoted lover wins his girl. Wishing Yuna and Edwin a lifetime of happiness together.]

Not defense. But war. I whispered the vow into the darkness: “I will end Valentina Bathory.” The shadows stirred. “I will burn the Cross from the inside.” The air shifted. “I will save the wolves she marked for extinction.” The moonlight intensified. “And when the throne she wants crumbles beneath her…” My eyes opened, glowing fierce violet. “She will finally learn the truth.” A slow smile curved my lips. “I was never her puppet.” The vow sealed. The hunt bega --- Night tasted like metal.

“You’re not people. You’re my axis. When they strike at you, they strike at everything I am.” She tried to lift a hand, tracing his jaw with trembling fingers. “Then don’t let her win. Evelyn’s waiting for that, for you to become her.” He bent his head, pressing his lips against her knuckles. “You think I don’t see the pattern? Poison’s her poetry.” He left her side only when Viktor entered, dragging the trembling servant by the collar, a young man in catering whites, pale with terror. “Boss,” Viktor said, "he’s the one, he didn’t even try to run.”

Power rises in my chest as I guide the two apart, slow and careful, until the burn fades from the drink. Finny smiles warmly, though I see the uncertainty she tries to hide. I tip the bowl and swallow only the white liquid. It slides down easily, cool against my throat. Then I lower the bowl, studying her. For a second, we just stare at each other. Then I spit the purple residue straight into her face. Her scream covers the room as the poison burns her skin. She stumbles back, clutching her face, smoke rising where it touched. “Come here, witch,” I snarl, catching her by the neck. My eyes blaze red. I feel the curse in my throat dissolve, the ache leaving as if it had never been there.

This was her next step, regardless of Alex’s stance on children. *** Two weeks passed, and each day, Violet found herself secretly checking for signs of pregnancy. Every few days, she'd sneak a pregnancy test and wait nervously for the result. Then, one evening, after returning from a visit with her mother and brother, Violet found herself alone. With a deep breath, she took another test, hoping for a result that would cement her position. This time, the test was positive. A rush of excitement flooded her — she had finally secured her position. But as she held the test, her joy slowly faded, replaced by a mix of sadness and guilt. She looked down, realizing the weight of what she was about t

The blisters on my throat sting with every breath, and I know I’ve been poisoned again. Above me, in that cursed enchanted mirror, Sebastian must be watching. He’s smiling. Watching me rot, watching the rats gnaw at me, watching the poison eat away at my body. Watching everything fall apart. This is what he wanted. This is what I’ve become. A shadow. A plaything in his sick, twisted game. A prisoner in a war I never chose. But even now, as my body weakens and my mind starts to shatter, there’s something inside me. A whisper. A small, but persistent voice that refuses to die.

"I'll leave Wayne alone. Just let me go! "Fine, it's all my fault. I'm the bad guy here. I just want you and Wayne to be happy. Please stop hurting people!" I shook her hand off, and all of a sudden, she screamed and fell to the floor. Seeing her fall, Wayne's face twisted in anger. "Jessy can't even swim. Why would she fake drowning just to frame you? "You said her kidnapping was fake. Now you say this was fake too? Do you think I still believe you after all these years?

Crouching down to his level Damian smirked viciously as he tapped his gun on his chin as if he was thinking. "You know what I forgot about you trying to force her. Thanks for reminding me. Let me tell you a story I read, a novel actually." Damian smiled making the guy in front of him tremble two times. "In a Chinese novel which I read there used to be a villainess. A villainess who's desperate for the main lead. She tried to humiliate, hurt and kill the female lead. When nothing worked she tried to drug the male lead and tried to sleep with him. But we already know that the female lead would never let it happen. As usual the villainess is punished you know how? Guess it."

Trust me, I would never be nice out of blue to someone who's been a bitch to me. I tap Mary on the arm, making her halt from giggling as she averts her gaze to me. On seeing it's me, she takes off her headphone and wears a smile, "Your breakfast is just in the sink, you don't have to ask me for that. And good morning, I know you had the best night." At least, she isn't a bitch. I manage to give a smile as I turn to grab my food. But just as I turn around, I catch him watching me. Good! And I intentionally whip my hair to the right, showing off my bare back, letting him know I'm wearing no underwear except the panties. I grab my meal and a bottle of water from the fridge. I only vacate the ro