Novel & Cerita Mha You're Next Villain

She should have known better. "Today is the day I will be crowned as the next mafia leader of the Suvillians. It's time for my reign and rule over the organisation now." Amara felt her breath catch in her throat at his words. As if he weren't already a devil, he was being handed the position of the next mafia leader. This would only amplify his cruelty and brutality. She didn’t even want to imagine the extent of his madness after he gets crowned. Power in the hands of a sinner will only lead to sins, blood and death. And she was afaird... For herself.

Just as the commoner wasn't born with a low status by committing a sin. So, it's really sickening how the rich abuse their power like that. "Nonsense," the baron huffed in anger. "Grab him, we need to teach him a lesson," he instructed one of his knights. I scrunch my nose in displeasure. I didn’t know why the dark sides of the world were unfolding right before my eyes. I’m not the female lead, I’m the villainess… Shouldn’t this kind of situation unfold only in front of the kind, positive, and meddlesome heroine?

Go ahead. Don't make that face. If you want to kill all the characters, that's also fine. Then, what will happen? Use your head. Life isn't fair. Terms and conditions apply. I have a feeling that you haven't found your cheat yet. I guess that you have used all your life energy cursing me instead of using your brain to understand the story. Since I am generous and this is your last lifetime, I will give you a hint: Mara Tribe. You are the last survivor.

At least my— No way. The hydrangea sugar painting is gone. "Hey, you! How dare you steal my stuff!" I begin chasing after the man wearing a bamboo hat; he quickly speeds through the crowd of people. For the past ten minutes, I am racing to reach a closer distance to him but to no avail. Past corners and more corners, I huff and puff my way through. And then I stop— I experience an epiphany that this might be a setup. I've seen this in movies before. The villains use this tactic all the time.

"You can talk to them first. Decide on who's going to take responsibility for this." "Okay," he answered solemnly. Mia kept quiet and stood there, watching him enter the mansion. The corner of her lips slowly crept upward into a smirk. Who would he choose between Sharon and Luna? Only losers would have to choose one out of the two. She certainly didn't feel bad about being the villain. Sharon and Luna had it coming. They almost put Sage's life in danger! Mia was determined to teach them a lesson. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

“You’ll have–” “No, fuck that.” He pointed a finger at her, his jaw clenched. “And fuck you, Mia. For giving up on us without even fighting. But I'm going to fight. I won't just give up like you did. Run if you want to, but I’ll find you, and then I'm going to make you mine again. You think you're a bad person? Well, you're about to see who a bad person really is, my beauty. Just like you bring out new sides of me, you've brought out a new side. I’m going to be a bad person now, Mia. I'm going to be a villain if that’s what it’ll take to make you mine again. You might hate me, but I’ll make you love me again.”

“This is the final stage we will have to go through, and once we do, everything else will become history. Once I ascend the throne, it will put an end to all the dangers and the harm that has come to us, and those around us.” I swallowed down a lump, then nodded as a slight sigh escaped my lips. “I just cannot believe it has come down to this,” I breathed out, my heart heavy as I thought of everything that has happened this far, and the conspiracies that has been ongoing. “Claire, a witch. And your brother the real villain?” I do not know why but Prince Harris being the actual villain came to be more believable than Claire being a witch.

There was a long silence while Shaina puzzled over the question. “He isn’t a lab tech. I know he isn’t. Why would you be afraid he would want my blood?” Miah thought for a moment. Shaina had obeyed her: she remained still, breathing easily, feigning sleep. Yet for some reason she felt safe despite the threat of terrible evil. Shaina was gifted with a sense of danger.

Her eyes were set on the person that I pointed at. "Oh." She turned to me, raising my eyebrows, "That's Ares Young." "Ares Young?" "Yeah. He's a billionaire, and he owns the White Claws team. Rumors said that he killed people before and got away with it." My eyes were about to pop out of its socket hearing it. My lungs suddenly decided to betray me by not letting me breathe properly. "We were warned not to mess with him before, and he's bad news." Too late, Jaz.