My Villian Academia Novels & Stories

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

it too hated cheating bastards the most. Zhi Ruo smiled satisfied as she put the book back into the big screen, looking as graceful as ever like she hadn't thrown a tantrum just a moment before. "I'm done with that. Are there any missions available yet?" {Aiyya, i was just about to tell host. You have been given a B ranked mission in the small world in a Dramatic School Romance : <>. Does host wish to accept?} "Some high school story? I was hoping to be transferred into the harem of some ancient chinese emperor" Zhi Ruo pouted "It's better than staying bored in this place though." She added as she clicked yes.

Chayon offered, stepping into the void of her silence. "Nicha... she came to me on the exact day of your wedding. Drove her car right onto the property, wrecked a bunch of your mother's trees, stepped out of the car, and... offered herself as my mistress. All in exchange for a scholarship to study abroad." Tycoon Chayon exhaled a thick plume of cigarette smoke, delivering the unvarnished truth. "But... Cha got a merit scholarship, didn't she? Or did you do something to sabotage her funding?" In Wee's memory, Nicha was an exceptional student who had earned a university-granted scholarship. Back then, Chayon had adamantly denied having any involvement.

I told her. She looked at Liam instead. He frowned at Aien. “Will this work?” He asked darkly. Aien pulled a face and gestured out with his hands. “I’m just the son of a villain,” he told Liam. “A hostage, and reluctant participant in King Akyran’s academy of heroes. I’m not taking responsibility for this. I’m only here because…” His eyes went to me as his voice trailed away. He cleared his throat. “Because I like this house and I want it.”

But, regardless of how interesting time had come to show him who his housemates were, only one second year student piqued his interest. Vilan was a skimpy boy as tall as Moss, with the most diffident presence, and was seen around the least. His mates stayed away from him, exiling him to his room. As rumors had it, he’d been rejected by his previous hostel at the end of his first year just after receiving a most similar treatment, and the only reason he was in hall Carag was because the academy had thought to put him here. Kilvic had long come to hold no doubt the boy would be evicted from this hall, too, when the semester came to an end. As he ate, Kilvic watched the boy discreetly. He’d nev

Alexander didn't understand why people cared so much. The last time he had seen Ms. Knight was the day he graduated from the academy. As a top student, she was involved in all the school events. She and a few other students would help organize and volunteer for such events. Professors would pick and choose these volunteer students based on their ranking within the academy. Top students should excel both inside and outside the classroom, one of the school's many philosophies.