Kill The Villainess Novels & Stories

“Is it gone? Why don't you hide anymore? Is this the surprise you gave me? I will smash it.” “Can you calm down?” Phedra Elizabeth panics and kills Maris Jane, Phedra Elizabeth will bear a great sin, when Maris Jane dies, Phedra Elizabeth will also die. Phedra Elizabeth tried her best to stop Duncan Hiddleston's hand, Duncan Hiddleston's face did not change, his eyes were extremely cold. Duncan Hiddleston's action was only fatal, in addition, the force was also very strong. Phedra Elizabeth this time used her full strength but still couldn't stop Duncan Hiddleston.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

Honestly, when I read that sort of background story, I wouldn't have thought of villainess, but rather some sort of unfortunate female lead… but that’s not what’s important right now! Growing up without parental love, Bella ended up twisted and committed herself to all sorts of shady actions. She wanted to take revenge on her father who abandoned her and her mother. But of course she was defeated by the main character and the heroine. The crown prince, Alistair Calder Astaseul was her half brother and the hero of the story. In the end, Belladonna was ruined and sentenced to death for her crime by the age of twenty. "Your evil deeds will come to an end now, Belladonna Reigna Astaseul." Those

Tears streamed down her face as she cursed her self for being unfortunate, after hours of sitting by herself, after hours of pouring out all her tears she had, she just layed their unable to fall asleep. Her conscience judged her greatly so much that she couldn't even fall asleep, she knew that if her mother was alive, her mother would never support her in killing her own best friend. That instance, her mother's words rang into her ears, "by cutting off the head is never the solution to an headache" "Why me?" She sobbed quietly, her whole life had no meaning at all, she saw her self as a villain, a villain with no life at all. She took a useless game too far, even though she became the winne

It does not die from the cut. It dies because the pearl in my chest reaches through me and takes the rest of what it is. I feel the moment it happens. I feel its life-force leave its body the way water leaves a held cloth — slowly, fully, with a small pressure-shift that I am going to remember for the rest of my reign as the precise sensation of the first time I killed something on purpose. Its grey scales flake into the current. Its flat eye loses its film. It sinks past me in pieces. And the cairn-ring hums.

She is finally dead. “We’ve gotten rid of the bitch,” Dmitri and the others celebrated, and I just stood there. I guess we all misunderstood her. I’m happy we gave her the death she wanted. Moon Goddess, however, is the villain; she is the one ruining the wolves and causing unnecessary wars that are claiming innocents. “You don’t seem happy,” Damien said, standing beside me. I turned to him, looking at the blood on his cheeks, and I smiled. “We will talk about that later,” I said, and he nodded his head.

This is how she killed, just like a predator did. She heard the voice get slower and deeper in her ear, "...The stylus pen on the phone in your hands. It opens into a sharp pin laced with viper's venom. Both of them together can't take you and we both know that. Kill him! He betrayed you twice, he is useless. He is just a pawn yet ambitious, show him who is the Queen. Svetlana pinky fingernail slid the stylus half outside, she would need to fling it in his vein and the blood will ooze out of it. litres after litre.

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

Villain’s POV How funny that she doesn’t have any idea who I am even though I’m so close to her. I could hold her hands and sit next to her if I wanted to and I could kill her in that moment but I choose not to… because if I kill her now where’s the fun in that? Especially that all her money wouldn’t be mine. I don’t actually intend to kill her but for some reason she’s getting on my nerves lately. She’s irritating me especially when she thinks she’s better that anyone just because she’s that rich.

” She laughed so much that tears gathered in her eyes. ''You should have killed me when you had the chance, Liam, too bad I'll be doing that first. Not only will I kill you, but I'm also going to take your company too, you see, the villain wins! Not every story has a good ending. I killed your parents and that beautiful little girl and I'm about to kill their little boy who had loved his whole life to avenge them.” she laughed wickedly.