Our Villainess Has Changed Novels & Stories

The comments erupted again. [That’s the villainess. What is she doing here?] [We’re doomed. She’s definitely going to help her get the abortion. After all, the female lead only gets into the Cooper family because of those kids.] [The plot’s completely falling apart. There’s no saving this story now.] I stared blankly at the woman they called the villainess. Was she really that cruel? In the original story, she was the male lead’s childhood friend, the girl who had grown up beside him, and the one bound to him by an arranged engagement.

She smiled, cruel and satisfied. “No,” she said slowly. “I guess I have to make that obsession come true.” My stomach sank. I knew then that nothing I said would reach her. Every word, every warning, was meaningless. She moved closer, lifting my chin with her sharp fingers. Her dark skirt swished around her legs, heels clicking. She looked like a completely different person. The woman they called the villain, cold, untouchable, unstoppable. I shivered. “Lillian, stop this,” I warned, my voice quiet but firm.

Andre. She could not believe there were such good people around her, yet she did not even realize it before. Now that she had gotten the hang of how to be a villainess, like how Hayden wants to portrait her, she had gotten better and better. "Now get out," she told him off with a cold and distant intonation.

His game should be stopped soon. " Alpha!" I called him, my voice low and affectionate. I feigned innocent as I walked into the chamber, smell like whiskey and some dirty scents. The mirror across the hallway showed a woman he wouldn't recognize. My hair, once golden and soft, was now jet-black and sleek. My face was sculpted with sharp beauty, cold and deliberate. My curves, once delicate, were now carved with purpose. I wasn’t the naive girl he’d used and discarded like last season’s suit. I had become something else. I had become dangerous.

She stared up at me, looking so vulnerable and different. “You also needed him, seeing how you were fallen apart without him,” she added sarcastically and all the beautiful emotions I had towards her vanished. “You couldn’t help it, could you?” I glared at her. “I’m a villain in your story,” she shrugged and I chuckled. For a moment, I felt at ease in the presence of the villain in my story. But I still didn’t answer her question, I didn’t trust her and did not stop staring at her with wariness after I chuckled.

Somewhere in her twisted mind, she had made a savior out of Alec, and the rogue who was following Alec’s orders had become the villain in her story. She wasn’t ready to face the truth. “get up,” she growled, wiping the tears angrily from her cheeks. I was shocked by the sudden change in her mood. She was only vulnerable a few seconds ago. “if I repeat myself, I will hurt you,” she hissed in a sinister voice. This was the eve I knew, not the one who had cracked, and showed me a glimpse of what she was. Eve grabbed me roughing by my arm, pulling me up from the ground.

A step above her trenches clothes. " Yes, ma'am." She replied, bowing carefully, so her skirt didn't get rumpled. She had become a completely refined lady, that it was hard to recognize her as a maid. The only thing that didn't change about her was her penchant for evil. She had the best suggestions, if I do say so myself. " Why have you decided to team up with my enemies?" She was surprised at my question, but I stared her down. Her cunningness was a little lower than mine.

Victor acts automatically, pushing against the weapon right before it fires, diverting the bullet into the crowd. Someone else dies in his place. With a flick of his wrist, Victor disarms the girl entirely, acquiring her gun as well. "What the fu*ck?" Waylon appears in the Alpha's peripheral, surprised and confused. "Kelly, what are you doing?" The hope that it might be a misunderstanding dies with her next move. Wet, fleshy snaps, inhuman growls, she tears out of her silk gown, fur growing over her distended back. She changes into a white beast, large enough to rival Ariadne's animal form, except her coat has patches of brown in it.

And when that time comes, she swears, she would love to see her crying and begging for mercy. She was decided. She would make this girl pay, for being too good to be true and the attempt to steal her man. She had to be careful, her plan was not polished but she surmised, this would get a little ugly and painful. *A/N* Red is making a huge character development here, well, as a possible villainess, does any of you see that coming?

That I did this to her? That was why she didn’t inform me when she found out that she was the heiress. That was why she did all what she did. And now I am realizing she hasn’t changed at all. She hadn’t become someone different. She had just finally decided to stop protecting people who never protected her. And I… I had spent all this time calling her the villain in a story I never bothered to understand. I pushed my chair back slowly and stood, turning to Flora who was still smiling.