Novel & Cerita Our Villainess Has Changed

She wore her secrets like armor, and every lie she told was a step closer to the truth she refused to share. I wanted to believe she was a monster. But the truth was, she was just like me. Ruthless. Calculated. Beautiful and venomous—like Medusa with a smile. “She got you good,” Viktor said, finally placing down his cutlery, his voice slicing into my thoughts. “You realize this changes everything now.” I gave him a hard stare, then shrugged. “It changes nothing for me. You’re the Boss. It’s your call what you want to do with her.”

I'm no longer a person to her—I'm an object, a prize to be claimed and broken according to her whims. "Or do you perhaps think it's something I'm not capable of doing?" she continues, pressing the blade just slightly deeper against Serena's throat. A thin line of crimson appears where the metal touches skin, and I watch in horror as a single drop of blood slides down Serena's neck like a scarlet tear. "I am not the Isabella you once knew," she declares with terrifying conviction. "I am something much more dangerous than you could ever imagine in your wildest nightmares. The power I've claimed has transformed me into something beyond your comprehension."

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

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 heat prickled on my skin. Kamari drew another arrow and aimed it at his heart. He stopped screaming the moment the weapon pierced him and he fell to the ground. Dead. “The coast is clear,” Halle said, blood on the side of her lips as she pulled back her claws. She was a shapeshifter. “For now,” Kamari stated, gesturing towards the throne. “You said you had an idea?” Right! I rushed over and knelt beside the throne. My hands studied the diamond combinations I had seen earlier.

Aesthelia was about to explain what happened when she got interrupted by Gior's growl. Aesthelia felt her lips run dry. She can't stop herself from glaring at the man. "What excuses would you make this time? Aren't you being foolish to think you could get away with your lies? " Gior spoke, burning in rage, and it was visible in his eyes that the trust he had in Aesthelia was long gone. Aesthelia's jaw clenched. The character she was so in love with turns out differently now that she's meeting him as the villainess, Aesthelia Rasc.

I guess I really did turn as a villainess, just what I had planned from the very beginning. Gone is the good princess. -- Third Point of View The woman wearing a tightly fitted red dress dug her long fingernails to her palm, that it even led to a bleeding. Her teeth gritted and anger can be seen on her face, she was an ugly sight to see not because of her appearance, but because of the rage showing on her forefront.

How dare! She's the female protagonist! She can do anything with her halo! Did the villainess plan this?! She smirk inside. Very well! I'll make you pay! To be continued.

I said softly, making her laugh a little. "Are you aware of the famous sayings, my dear? They claim that villains are willing to sacrifice the world for the people they love and want to protect. That's exactly what I'm doing," she pauses. I want her to look into my eyes and see how I've changed since the world turned harsh for both of us. "I will seize this opportunity to alter your destiny, and if I have to be as ruthless as the real Raine El Greco, then so be it, my dear. I will do whatever it takes."

And Yvonne now believes she can bring me down. Bitches like her can be nasty if they want to be, but bitches like me who have lived twice are nastier. Today, I won. Professor Garris is gone and justice has been served. But the war is far from over. My enemies want me destroyed, but the old Daisy is dead. I am not that girl anymore. I am stronger and smarter now. I am more dangerous than any of them realize. So if Yvonne wants war, I will gladly give her one.