Reborn As The Villainess

“Become my wife.” “What?” I shrieked, those words caused my back to bend, away from him. “We are not getting married.” He hissed. “You will only take my wife’s place before the eyes of those who wrecked her. Shake their world while you shake the world of those who wrecked you, unnoticeably. Semion and Adeline won’t know what hit them by the time we are done.” ___ After being ridiculed for not having a womb, Davina was almost pushed into the abyss. However, an encounter with a grief-stricken widower changed her life and identity forever. She formed a power couple with the richest billionaire Shaw. Even though they set boundaries they couldn't cross, Davina couldn't stop feeling the hotness on her plump lips, a vague feeling from a drunken night she feared to be true. And Shaw couldn't stop breaking his resolve not to get too close to her. Their bodies slowly resonated with each other, humming the love they had lost and their dynamic caused a storm throughout the city as they cut down on their enemies but at what cost?

"Hi there, I'd like to emigrate." Christina stood at the counter and handed over the neatly prepared documents to the clerk on the other side of the glass. The clerk quickly stamped each page. The red ink spread like tiny ripples on still water. Then, without looking up, he pulled out another form and passed it back to her. "Ma'am, your paperwork will be processed in fifteen days." Christina nodded, turned on her heel, and headed for the exit. But before she could step outside, whispers trailed after her. "Did I see that right? Mrs. Waldorf is applying for emigration? Did she have a squabble with Mr. Waldorf?" "Even if they argued, would it go this far? Mr. Waldorf practically worships her. What could possibly make her leave so decisively?" "Exactly. Five years ago, their wedding was the event of the century. Even someone like me, who barely goes online, heard about it. And three years ago, after her car accident, the blood bank ran out of stock. Mr. Waldorf ignored everyone's objections and nearly drained himself to save her. Then, just last year, when she disappeared for an hour, he mobilized every media outlet worldwide to find her. Now she's leaving without a word—won't that drive him insane?" The murmurs swirled and lingered, but Christina only smiled faintly. Her expression was calm, but her eyes darkened with a bitterness that deepened with every step. Yes, she thought. Everyone knew just how much Lucien Waldorf loved her.

Everyone called it a tragic accident. But I remember the smoke. The screams. The betrayal. I woke up in a stranger's mansion, reborn, and bound to a scarred, silent man with secrets darker than my past. The mysterious, disabled trillionaire who shouldn't care whether I live or die... And yet, he offers me everything I need to burn my enemies to the ground. There's just one condition: I must play the role of his bride. Fake vows. Real power. And a blood pact neither of us can break. But the deeper I spiral into Tobias's world, the more I question who's using who. Because beneath his cold mask lies something broken-something I might understand far too well. They think I'm weak. That I'll disappear again. They have no idea- "I'm going to kill them all." ****** HELLO! SO THIS BOOK WOULD BE ON HOLD FOR A WHILE—I CAN'T SAY UNTIL WHEN. I'VE BEEN HAVING ISSUES WITH WRITING THIS, SO I THINK IT'S TIME TO TAKE SOME TIME OFF AND FOCUS ON MY OTHER PROJECTS WHILE WORKING ON IT. THANKS FOR UNDERSTANDING.

Nadia Yolanda, budak korporat yang demen mabok dan mengeluh, tiba-tiba bertransmigrasi ke dunia lain sebagai dedengkot seorang penjahat wanita (villainess). --- - --- - --- - --- "Aku tau kamu bukan dari dunia ini." Eh? Apa katanya? Ah. Enggak! Enggak! Pasti aku salah dengar. "Em ...., Tuan Devon. Saya tidak mengerti apa yang anda maksu-" "Enggak perlu mengelak lagi. Saya sudah tahu semuanya." Pria bangsawan itu mengeluarkan buku bersampul coklat dari saku tunik berkilauannya. Sebentar. Buku itu kelihatan familier. Ukurannya yang pas di tangan, desain yang sebelas-dua belas dengan catatan harianku pada kehidupan sebelumnya, sampul belakang yang ditutupi coretan acak-adul iseng dari sampul emas. Sialan. Itu buku harianku! Gimana bisa ada di tangannya? "Aku harap kamu bisa ngasih penjelasan yang rasional ketika aku nyerahin ini ke Ayah dan Baginda Raja." Mampus! --- - --- - --- - ---- Jadi, singkatnya: aku mati, lalu terlahir jadi tokoh-yang sama sekali-enggak penting di cerita yang kubuat bertahun-tahun lalu. Bego banget kalau ada yang percaya kenyataan halu kayak gitu.

My mate and my brother hated me for twelve years. They believed I stole their precious Sarah's herbal research and bullied her for twelve years into silence. At my marking ceremony, they exposed my "crimes" to the entire supernatural world. "She's nothing but a bully who torments her packmates and a thief who stole the herb formula from Sarah!" But Sarah smiled through her tears: "The formula doesn't matter anymore." "As long as it saved our wolves from silver poisoning, what does it matter who created it?" "I've already forgiven her." She became the pack's angel of mercy. I was condemned by thousands, until the very wolf I'd saved with my medicine poured silver water over my head. In my despair, I dragged Sarah down with me into death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my second year of high school. Sarah was slicing her arm with a silver blade, smiling as she asked: "Have you thought about how you'll apologize to me?" Something in me snapped. My Alpha power surged forth, crushing her to her knees. I grabbed the blade: "Let me show you what real cuts look like."

One dared to love; one dared to trust. One dared to intervene; one dared to wait. "From now on, you're mine and I'm yours. Let's get married when we grow up, then lead our very own pack, Charlene… It's a promise!" A memory fragment from a decade ago was the only motivation for Charlene to live. She never forgot those sweet words of her childhood lover, Alpha Jaxton of the Vicious Shadow Pack. Her love for him was endless, she was willing to offer her body and soul to him. Though everything changed when Jaxton rejected her as his mate. What would happen to Charlene, now that her raison d'etre is gone? Will Jaxton be able to endure the challenges that awaits him after rejecting Charlene? Why does Alpha Jaxton consider Charlene as his kryptonite?

The Vale family was the most powerful mafia syndicate in the New York City. And I—along with a few other carefully chosen girls—had been handpicked to join their ranks, trained from the ground up so that the next head of the family could choose his wife from among us. Wife. That was the kinder word for it. The truth was whoever got picked would become his shield, his weapon, his most loyal protector. Someone who would kill for him. Die for him. Years passed. One by one, the others fell away. In the end, only Elara Quinn and I remained. And then, Elara died—killed on a secret mission. After that, there were no more choices left. I became Adrian Vale’s wife by default. I had given everything to Adrian. And I loved him. I thought he loved me too until I took a bullet to the chest—meant for him. As I lay there, barely breathing, I heard Adrian talking to his assistant, “Don’t bury her in the Vale cemetery. My half is reserved for Elara.” That was it. Elara—who had never even lived long enough to marry him—still had a space carved beside him in death. I? I had taken the hit that should have ended him… and yet I wasn’t even good enough to be buried near him. I slowly closed my eyes. And when I opened them again, I was back on the day the Vale family formally announced Adrian as their new head. The day everything began.

Eden set up her stepsister during her bachelorette party, so that her marriage with Nicholo could not go through. Nicholo caught her inside the room with other man. Sa galit ni Nicholo ay tinapos nito ang kanilang relasyon pati ang nalalapit nilang kasal. Akala ni Kattie ay iyon lang ang pinakamasakit na naranasan niya sa araw na iyon. Ngunit laking gulat niya nang sa kaniyang pag-uwi ay pinagtabuyan siya ng ama hanggang sa palayasin siya sa mansyon. She tried to explain but no one listened to her. After ten years, she came back and ready to claim her rights as a legal daughter of Johnson's family- surprisingly, she brought a son with her. Pero paano kung isang araw ay magtagpo ang landas nila ng lalaking nakasiping, sampung taon ang nakalipas? At paano kung malaman nitong nagbunga pala ang namagitan sa kanila?

In my past life, I toiled away at the Lincoln family and treated my in-laws like they were a king and a queen. I also gave my stepson the best education possible and helped him get into a renowned college. Yet, I later ended up dead on the street. My stepson said, "You're not my mother. You'll never be her!" He breaks my legs, kicks me out of the house, and watches as I starve to death. It's only after my death that I find out he's the illegitimate son of my husband and his true love! When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day my husband, Simon Lincoln, brings my stepson home.

Poison to death by her own betrothed, Agatha, after being reborn found herself bound to a system that constantly pitted her against her moral compass. Murdered by her cheating boyfriend and her best friend, Agatha Moore spent her last few breaths regretting the fact that she had been a people pleaser throughout her life trying to be nice to everyone. " If only I had a little ounce of ruthlessness in my person, they would never think of me as a pushover." Agatha found herself thinking out loud. Thus, in her dying moment, she swore not to be that good girl anymore in her next life.