Living As The Villainess Queen Novels & Stories

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.

You can see now how that got to me, right? I mean, I know that I am a spoiled brat but I worked for that! I am a fucking rich bitch and I accept that whole-heartedly. But no one is allowed to speak to me that way! I’m not just all talk. I actually know how to shut people up. I’m a fucking queen! Quite literally… I’m Mia Queen after all! “Are you serious, girl?” The girl asked in disbelief. “You just made the craziest and the toughest of the mafia men cry! How can you be bored?!” She frowned.

“You haven’t heard about her history here. She was the evilest. I was even thinking that this was the King’s plan all along.” “You mean, the King had been looking for an opening to do this to the Queen?” I asked with my brows furrowed. “Why?” “The Queen was cruel. In this land, she thinks she’s the law. She’s done terrible things that put our kind in danger, that includes stimulating a fight between two wolf tribes, or communicating with the Alpha who were known for their terrorizing image. She loves chaos, her beauty aside.” Lilienne explained. “But she was a noble, and a Queen, so nobody dared to speak something about it. Even when she killed the King’s previous mistress.”

With that, he closed his eyes, utterly content. From beginning to end, he refused to give me even a glance. The wedding rings we exchanged lay desolate in a pool of blood. Blood and tears mingled, etching crimson trails down my face. What had my three decades amounted to? Pain engulfed me, and overwhelming hatred made everything go black. As I lost consciousness, only one thought remained. “I was wrong, system. Villains... don’t deserve redemption. He should die!” … When I opened my eyes again, I was standing on the stage in a formal dress, facing Benedict, whose body trembled before he abruptly shoved me away.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.

The world setting is a historical fiction romance world that only deal with the Zelda kingdom and some little villages which were likely mention once or twice. [ World plot changes in the villainess character] Annabel ( the villainess mother and force mistress of General Adam) committed suicide few months after giving birth to the villainess, who was placed as maid of the female lead. Growing up from a toddler to a young girl, the villainess never knew the origin of her birth and had always know as a born slave for the General daughter. She was mistreated and abuse on physically by the female lead mother ( lady Becky) who couldn't stand sight of her.

She looked back at the ground floor of the Grand Hall and looked specifically at the King who was at the centre and basking in the attention of the people. Going through novels and story books, it seemed like it was mandatory that the villain will relay their full plan to the protagonist, telling them every detail about it and then proceeds to do the sai plan as the protagonist watches helplessly, bound by a rope or a chain and cannot do anything buttttttt ytch. And just like a standard villain, the Queen then told me what kind of plan she had in mind. “Look, look at the King. Doesn’t he shine so bright? Just like how a King would. Imagine what would the people think when the King suddenly w

a heavy sigh leaves her lips as she dabs the small beads of sweat off her forehead, like getting weights off her shoulder. “Adria, all your lovers are such fools. One just accepted he is the murderer, and the second just fell prey to his own thoughts and then to my tears. Azrael is just a pawn, he might have tried to make you suffer, but trust me every time I made sure you were killed. Even today, I made sure you were so broken that you could not fight. I hired men to fuck you like a whore, and I invited all the men standing behind me to see how weak their queen is. And dont worry, the gossip will soon reach every person that the queen is dead, and I am taking over the throne. Queen Valerie.

What does that even mean? She’s a Seelie Queen who rules over less than five hundred people, but she’s also a sweet woman who loves cheesecake and cracks lame jokes. There’s the tough fighter side of her, then there’s the woman who becomes putty in my hands when I kiss her. The Queen who wanted to go up against me, who planned my downfall for years. The Queen who would fight for her people, who would give up her own happiness to keep them safe… and the woman who did just that when she rejected me.