One Piece Villain Novels & Stories

Iliana sighed as she sat on the chair near the window sill , except for Chelsea's looks she didn't get anything not even her memory ; she didn't even knew in which arc she was, was she at the arc where the Fl was found or where she was humiliated by the ML? Iliana couldn't help but sigh in frustration why was she the chosen one? Was it because she pitied the villainess? Yes she did pitied Chelsea .But was that enough for her to be transmigrated here? All Right many might laugh at her for pitying the Villainess but Chelsea was infact quite pitiful. From the beginning till the end she could only act as a substitue . Chelsea Rosalie Kaisen;

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

Scott asked her, he would have dealed with them himself but Madison really wanted to carry out the revenge herself and of course he would support her whole heartedly. However there was no response, his daring vallianess was already asleep, he planted a kiss on her forehead as he slept peacefully that night protecting his little villainess

“She’s not a child. She knows right from wrong. I’m not here to manipulate her. I’m here because nobody wants to fuckk with their enemy without knowing who that enemy really is.” Giulia scoffed. “Enemy? So now you’re saying Valentino is the villain? Wow. You really don’t give up.” “If you think I have a hidden agenda, fine. I won’t argue with you.” With that, Vincenzo turned on his heel and disappeared down the hallway, the sound of his footsteps echoing against the wooden floors. Giulia came back to sit beside me, her hands trembling slightly. She pulled the blanket tighter around me and looked at me carefully.

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?

Her claws nearly dug a dip into his neck. "Would you rather die of suffocation or die in pieces? It's your choice, " Aesthelia added, with her deadly stare. If it weren't for her curiosity, she'd rather tear his limb to limb than give him options. "You've become the gateway to the empire's destruction." "You made yourself the enemy." "Why? Why do you have to be a villain? " Aesthelia asked. He is the first prince and first in line to the throne. No one's fighting for the throne. It doesn't make sense.

If I could get most of the nobles on my side… maybe we could win. “Fine,” I sighed, sitting back down on the plush couch. Lackeys, a dark, isolated base, a throne, and soon enough, an army… I’ve become a proper villainess. “Although I strongly believe that we should prioritize peaceful methods. We should only consider rebellion-slash-invasion as a last resort. I am not interested in ruling an empire devastated by war.” Some of them expressed discontent with what I said. “And there’s something you forget…” I pressed a palm on my forehead. “I have no claim on the Volfenheim throne. I am only sent here as a consort.”

Niel’s face flushed in anger. Never in his life did he imagine being overpowered by an omega, insulted in a lame way, and poured food over his head. Davi ticks all these things in one swoop. He came down to mock Davi in front of Liam to make the omega realize that there was no use being defended by Liam but it turns out that he underestimated Davi. The omega will counter if attacked like an angry tiger.

You need to find out why you're even in this world before you start falling for a man's soft chest. I coughed, my throat feeling dry and tight. The strangest part wasn't the Emperor's touch; it was the fact that Mei Ling's voice was now echoing in my head like a literal inner wolf. "Now you know part of what made me a villain," her voice whispered, sounding distant and cold. "Believe me, I was never like this. They made me this way. They made me vital and horrible. If you get the chance, look for Priestess Yan Xun she will show you what you must do. Remember Do not trust anyone. Not the pack, not even the Emperor. No one."