Novel & Cerita Kiss The Villain Book

" Arrrgh ,this male lead is so annoying ,I really feel like slapping him " Jade exclaimed angrily. She was currently reading the most popular novel which had been recently released with the title 'A Taste of love' it was an high school love story . What Jade hated about the story was the annoying male lead and the Villianess who had the same name as her but was dumb as fûck. " Just shut the fûck up and let me sleep" her roommate and best friend, Tiana screamed at her. They lived together outside their school's campus, they both were in their second year in University .

Someone’s taste was their taste, and I celebrated that. The world would be a boring place if we all weren’t individuals and unique with it. “I love romance books too.” When they gaped at me, evidently disbelieving my claim, I reached for my cellphone in my purse, scrolled onto my kindle app, and shoved it at Aoife. She peered at the covers and laughed. “You like mafia romance?” I didn’t have to look in a mirror to know my eyes were twinkling. “Very fitting, no?” “Very.” She pursed her lips. “Why do you want to know if Finn is what you think he is?”

My stomach twists uncomfortably. I shrug. "He was evil, but I don't think he was that evil. I think he just did it to threaten me." "You give him far too much credit," Kastriv growls, voice low. I can feel his anger rolling over me, and even though it's not directed to me, I tense. "Maybe it's because I don't know any better," I whisper. Kastriv studies me, running his hand through his hair. "I can assure you, the next man you allow yourself to be with, will not treat you like he did."

His lips brushed mine barely and the bond flared so hard my body trembled. “I’m not afraid of you,” I whispered. “You fucking should be,” he said. Then he kissed me. Hard. Deep. Devouring. Like he wanted to taste every lie I’d ever told. His hands roamed. His body pressed mine into the stone. And when he broke the kiss, breath ragged, he whispered: “When I’m free, Valkhara, I’m going to make them watch. I am going to fill you up with so much cum, your body wont

All in all, it has been over five years, but we call each other and we have been living like that. Even though I try to keep myself low-key and erase the traces of the bastard in my life, no myth can change my mind about the fact that Theodore Andrews is the villain bound to threaten my existence. I wouldn't mind smashing his head on a rocky surface any day I mysteriously meet him. I will be glad to watch his downfall, but I will keep all that in my dream until karma decides to resurrect.

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.

He barely even had to stretch. "Oh, well, well." He flipped to another page, eyes scanning it with this slow, entertained expression that made my skin crawl. "It looks like our valedictorian has got some kinks." He took a few steps back as he said it, putting more distance between the book and my reach. I went after him anyway. "There is nothing dirty about it." I said it with my full chest because I meant it and I reached for the sketchbook one last time. He pulled his hand back before I got anywhere close. Then in one quick move, he pushed me and I landed on the bed with my back flat against the mattress before I even registered what had happened. He climbed up fast, pinning both my hands

“The show starts now.” Before I can pull away, his other hand cups the back of my neck and his mouth crashes down on mine. The kiss is not gentle. It’s punishment. Possession. Fifteen years of war condensed into fire and teeth and raw, angry hunger. I should push him away. Instead, my fingers fist in his shirt and I kiss him back just as viciously. When he finally pulls back, both of us are breathing hard. His eyes are almost black. “Welcome to hell, Sophia,” he whispers against my swollen lips. “Try not to enjoy it too much.”

"To have the death-kissed girl take responsibility for her crimes? You want to talk about innocence? Let's talk about yours." Riven's breath hitched. He wasn't pouting anymore. His head tilted back against the desk, exposing the vulnerable line of his throat, and I could see the pulse hammering there, the blood rushing beneath the skin. "You're a menace, Lumira." His bound hands twitched, the violet chains humming with restrained power. "A beautiful, terrifying menace." "And you're a liar." My lips grazed the corner of his mouth, teasing the heat of his breath. "You loved every second of that kiss. And you've been following me like a stray kitten ever since."

The loyal right hand man who never broke rules was losing the fight. “Princess…” he growled, but it sounded more like a plea now. I leaned in and licked along his sharp jawline, tasting salt and skin. Then I whispered right against his lips, “I don’t care about Dante. I don’t care about the danger. I want you inside me, Killian. Right here in this booth. Fuck your little sister fantasy and take what you’ve wanted for years.” That did it. His control shattered completely.