I Woke Up As The Villain の小説・ストーリー

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.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

Joanne’s POV This was bad… this was really bad. I could see it in his eyes; he knew exactly who I was. The moment he woke up, I knew that he was going to out me for being a fraud. That everybody in the barracks will know that I’m a werewolf pretending to be somebody that I’m not.

A new page turned. VICTOR LANG, ALIAS: THE STORYTELLER. Victor stepped from the ledger, unburned, pristine, suit immaculate. But his eyes were pages, flipping endlessly. “You thought I was the villain? I was the scribe. The wager was my pen. The seed was my ink. And you..” he pointed at me..“are the ending.” He snapped his fingers. The alley inverted.

Why was I standing here like some desperate stalker? Why did I care if she ate? Why did I find myself checking the security feeds just to make sure she was sleeping? I was Bane Valak. I had dismantled empires and executed men without a flicker of hesitation. I was the apex predator in a city filled with wolves. And yet, I found myself paralyzed by the sight of a twenty-five-year-old girl who looked like she’d break if I breathed on her too hard. It was supposed to be simple. Amaya Vancouver was a spoil of war.

I rubbed my arms nervously, taking the seat directly next to the headmistress. How did I wake? I had no idea but I could breathe. As long as I could breathe, I was alive. And If I was alive, I could fight back. “You are in a lot of trouble, Riverton.” She frowned. “Being out after curfew, what in the seven heavens were you thinking?” “But Kai—” “You could have been seriously harmed.” “He was a demon! I saw him kill a girl by sucking her dry!” I shrieked and she sighed.

She stare coldly at her sister corpse before setting the room on flames. . . . Meanwhile Taika who was supposed dead was alive and well even drinking coffee in another dimension in space. " Congratulation host... You have completed your last lesson on becoming a villainess_ Now have some rest for our real class started". ****** Villainess vengeance is about to begin.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍' Lily's P.O.V I woke up as cold water made contact with my face I woke up as cold water made contact with my face . I gasped and realise someone splashed cold water on my face .

Aqua Louise Pov: I woke with the blaring sound of my alarm, and immediately I sprang up from the bed looking suddenly distorted like a wanted criminal who's being chased...don't blame but I don't want to go through the same thing I went through yesterday. I was like….

“I’m not your Prince Charming, Amaris. I’m the villain in your story.” A tremor ran through me. I tried to move, but there was nowhere to go. He leaned back, eyes glinting. “Time to wake up, Princess. Stop dreaming.” I blinked. “What?” His smirk widened. “Wake. The fuck. Up.” My eyes flew open. I was back in my room. Alone. No reporters. No Theron. Just the sound of my breath catching in my throat. I sat up, rubbing my face. God, even my subconscious was trolling me now. Did I really want an apology from Theron? Maybe. And the part about wanting him…