Kill The Villainess Novels & Stories

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

However, something seems to be different about them—different behavior that I just can't place. "You're right, as I knew you would be" "Well, it appears from your acts alone that you are sincerely seeking revenge. Did they do you any wrong? Oh, don't respond. I suppose declaring you to be their daughter wasn't a good idea either, isn't it?” "They did, and I'm delighted that they did because I know that I can kill those people without any hesitation." “Wow, a lady like you killing people—until you, Lady Solstice, I had never heard of such a thing. You've got the nerve to even use my name, huh?”

I was surrounded by predators and my skills were nought in front of them. I swallowed the pain and gulped my panic; the hyenas were behind me now. I could go to the lake in front of me, just a few inches ahead and I would make it my coffin. Another girl was killed and screams resounded then died. What if I let them bite me like the one who died… Someone might survive because of it. The idea of their teeth cutting my skin made my throat dry. But if I had to die, I would prefer to die honourably. “You can die a coward or be a hero,” Lilith once told me. However, I was no hero. I was a villain instead. Karma had reached me for pushing a little boy to his demise.

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

Julian Hart had me move into his basement so he could trample on my dignity whenever he pleased. What he didn’t know was that I had transmigrated from the real world into the novel. When Julian insulted me, I endured it without talking back. When he slapped me, I licked his palm. When his first love stepped on me with her high heel to assert her dominance, I told her that the scent of her perfume reached me before the pain did. A year later, Julian was so disgusted by me that he almost knelt down and begged me to keep my distance from them. But there was no way I was leaving. I hadn’t come to tear them apart. I had come to join them.

The smell of smoke followed Elena Vale into death. It crawled into her lungs like poison, thick and unforgiving, as the golden ballroom collapsed into chaos around her. Flames devoured silk curtains. Crystal chandeliers shattered like falling stars against marble floors. The world she once ruled was now a funeral built of fire. And somewhere beyond the inferno—people were laughing. “Elena Vale did it!” “She finally snapped!” “The villainess tried to kill Lady Seraphina!”

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

But beneath it all, they were just people, and… “Tarra,” I touched her elbow and she jumped, looking down at me. For a moment in her convex pupils, there were shadows that vortexed far further than flesh. “Are you… well?” She touched the jacket I wore over my shoulders, smoothing the fabric, as her eyes returned to the monster. “I killed this monster,” she said to me. “Not in dragon form. I have killed them before, from above, with my fire. But knowing that Ecaeris and Akyran wished Daerton to examine the monsters more closely, I killed this one in my human form, with the sword.”

After hearing that Ellina lowered her head in guilt and was not able to say anything. " I shouldn't have treated you better. I should have killed you from the moment you entered." She said while cursing at her with all her will power. Ellina listened to all her curses and didn't say anything. She just stood there and listerned to her hatefull and cruel words. Yes what could she even do, she have betrayed her most beloved person and the person who considered her as a family. " You may be happy that you are killing a villainess like me don't you ? You may have been provoked to killme on the temptation of money . Isn't it?Tsk!!"

Comments from the people in the room filled my head and stabbed me countless times. I looked at Diana and the rest of our college friends, my heart breaking at the false disgust on their faces. Valerie looked disappointed, and my brothers? I guessed they hated me. “Adriana Nox, I order you to leave!" Killian ordered. I straightened up from my bent position and smiled at Arlene who thought she must have won. “I will be your villain till the end of your time," I whispered, and pulled out the blade then rushed towards her.