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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.

"I don’t want to die. Please don’t kill me." "Okay. I won’t," he said, turning to me. "What should we do about her?" "She should be killed," I announced bitterly. "Luna Eleanor would be glad to be reunited with the maid that stole her position." The king snapped her neck too. I felt accomplished watching her fall to the ground. Rot in hell, you monsters!

Villix I was even degraded as the villain of their story when in fact, I am also a victim… But if they do want me to be one, why not give them what they want? Ciara is a closet killer, I bet almost everyone already knew that fact, but what no one knew was that she's also a closet psycho. Meanwhile, Killix was also didn't raised well, a brat who strived to save the woman who killed her mother. Of a thousand times I tried to be good for them, I got nothing good in return. Instead, what I have got is mere insult, betrayal, and death threats.

Trees lined the roads, and the distant hills spread like a sleeping city. Niya looked back and saw Reena in the mirror. “So… what were you reading last night that made you so late?” Reena took a long breath and said, “Ugh, don’t even ask. That story’s villain is so stupid!” Niya laughed and asked, “Villain? So what kind of book were you reading?” Reena closed her eyes and said, “Man, the hero clearly says no, so why does the girl keep chasing him?

] I felt a jolt of nausea as his mental gaze shifted toward me. [And then, Vanessa. Once your 'hero' is a cooling corpse, I will break your spirit and mark you right here on this floor. I’ll bind your soul so tightly to mine that you’ll forget you ever belonged to another. You are the crown jewel of this conquest.] [They think they’re so smart,] Lily hissed internally, her eyes darting to the High Council members seated nearby. [Matthew thinks he’s poisoning a few rivals. He doesn't realize I’ve laced the entire kitchen’s water supply with hemlock and silver dust. Every guard, every servant, every Alpha in this room will be vomiting blood by midnight. The rogue pack is waiting at the treelin

"I refused at the right time. The pearl asks one question, eighth. Once. Late. When you are tired. When you have already given everything else. The question is not the bonding question. The question is the second question. *Will you stay.* You will know the moment when it asks. You will know because everything in you will want to say yes. *Say no.* That is the only craft I have to teach you. Refuse the second question. Refuse it even if your kingdom is on fire. Refuse it even if the man you love is dying. Refuse it especially then. The pearl will go quiet. It will not leave you. But it will go quiet, and you will sleep for a long time, and you will wake up half-mad in a trench, and you will

He always watched. "The Vespine boy will come for you again," he said. "Let him." I smiled, the expression feeling almost real. "Every time he tries, he proves I was here, in the light, where the killer wasn't." I walked back toward the outcast wing, my circle around me, the crowd's whispers following like a tide. She beat him in thirty seconds. She moved like a ghost. She's not what they say she is. The narrative was shifting. Not much. Not enough. But in the margins, where the real story lived, the villainess had become a duelist. And the killer, whoever they were, was running out of shadows.

"One word from you and I save you both. I can even help you reclaim your Alpha title. And still — you won't let me help?" [She's right — it's literally one sentence. Why make everything so complicated?] [At the end of the day, a villainess is still a villainess. When it really matters, you need the real heroine.] [Besides, the villainess is badly hurt. Without the heroine's help, they'll both die here.] Adrian didn't spare Serena a glance. He and Damien tore into each other, all pretense of brotherhood abandoned, each hell-bent on killing the other.

“Hey, why don't you answer me? Why did you betray Fuschia?” "Because..." [thank you for loving the story of Fuschia, Dylan, and Pasha. Don't forget to leave a comment and vote at the end of the chapter. And for information, “The Villainess Wants To Make Baby First, Revenge Later!” will not update for March. But will resume the Final Season in April. Look forward to their presence in the Final Season ^^]

The author had titled the novel like that because, the villain who was supposed to be the male lead in the original novel dies in the hands on the person whom he wished affection from. There was no villainess nor any mention of Rubia. The Novel revolves around the worlds of the male lead Damien and the female lead Catherine. Catherine had no feelings for Fredrick after their first meet but, Fredricks action remain the same as it was in the original Novel. (Refer Chapter 3 - The original story). Fredrick gifts Catherine a title for her birthday a few months before she becomes a Saintess. Catherine who had no feelings for Fredrick refused to accept the present.