Living As The Villainess Queen นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Sadness evolved her whole body as she stared sadly at the picture frame, she didn't even when tears started to stream down her face, her mother couldn't even make it to see her successful. Was this it? Was this the life she wanted Was this the life her mother ever wanted her to life? Why? What even made her to kill the princess? It wasn't the princess fault that she was born poor and the princess was not, she had no essence of living. She really had no essence of living, outside she was a fearful underworld queen but inside she was like a delicate shell.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

” She continued to take down the rouges and hunters as Jonathan recorded. “….I want what I deserve…I want to kill the rouges..sit back and watch them learn…it’s finally my turn….If they want a villain for a queen..I’m gonna be one like they’ve never seen..I’ll show them what it means..now that I am bad…I will be the ruler of the dark and the bad…’cause the devil’s sitting on my shoulder where the angels used to be..and he’s calling me the queen of mean (calling me, calling me)…the queen of mean (calling me, calling me)…I want what I deserve..”

However, it looks like she'll be stuck in Allandis, so, might as well live her life even though the title of the queen does not truly belong to her. "That is probably the best choice you've ever made, madam." The maid embraced her in excitement. "Show them who you are! Show those bitches that they have no slim chance to steal our King," Athena added. 'But, it was me who stole the king. King Viishaun isn't mine, he's under the spell.' "I'll rest for now. Please close the door as you leave. We'll go to the tailor's house once I wake up." "Have a good rest, madam."

I'm now their queen? I only offered a faint smile, who would have thought I'd be promoted from a slave to a queen? As much as I despise this place, being a queen is not so bad, I could have the revenge I want. If he listens, I'd definitely ask him to behead all the people for my sanity and capture my family, then he'd burn them. A cocky smile formed on my lips as I just realized I was wearing a villain arc. I was moving subconsciously, reeling with so many evil acts in my head until my feet stepped out of the court.

She removes one black-gloved hand and extends it toward the fire—not touching, never touching. “Maereth of the Broken Vale,” she says, voice steady despite the weight behind it. “Witch. Guardian. Thief. Liar.” A faint, sad smile curves her mouth. “Friend.” Something in my chest cracks. “She stole from you,” I say hoarsely, remembering. The queen huffs softly. “Repeatedly.” Cain blinks. “You let her live.” “I let her win,” the queen corrects. “More than once.” Her eyes lift to me then, sharp and assessing—but warm beneath it.

He looked at me and he suddenly acted soft and worried. “What do you think will happen if they learn what you did? The loved and sympathized Queen of the newly built Kingdom of Evenfall will be hated? The Queen isn’t a saint at all but actually, the beast who was just waiting for you to fall in her play, the dramatic Queen who touches every heart of her pack and clan members isn’t kind and soft-hearted at all. But a mad evil who will devour her subordinates in no time.” I smiled and mirrored his stares.

She stared at me, as if lost, then surprised, then she suddenly threw her head back and cackled, literally cackled like the evil witch of Hetaka. “I am here. I am queen.” She spoke, “What good life? I am the good life or does it get better than this?” I heaved heavily having no words for her but she continued. “I don't think good life gets better than this, Trent or you tell me. A queen. A refined life. The entire capital at my tips. And you think I wouldn't have a good life. That's very much amusing.” She clicks her tongue, mockingly. My breath came in short gasps. “You… you’ll regret this.”

“Next you’ll say you’re communing with the spirits of sweaty warriors past.” I placed a dramatic hand over my heart. “You mock me, but I’m manifesting. One day, I’ll live in a castle with silken sheets and gold floors that clean themselves. There’ll be no mopping. Just gowns. And my prince charming will bring me breakfast in bed.” “Selene,” Liora deadpanned, “you’re an omega in Moonbane Pack, not a Disney princess.” “Yet,” I said, wagging my mop handle at her. “Y-e-t.”

She had no choice but to listen, her body too tense to do anything else. Demeter began to pace, the soft clink of her golden sandals against the marble floor filling the room. “Not too long ago, Zeus and Hera decreed that balance must be maintained between the realms. The Underworld requires a queen—a goddess to rule alongside Hades.” Her voice softened mockingly as she glanced at Persephone. “And my daughter was chosen to be that queen, bound by agreement to spend half the year in his domain. It is a matter of cosmic order, not mere convenience. But Persephone is a creature of light and life… what good would she be with the dark and dead?”