Reincarnated As A Villain Novels & Stories

There are so many 'what if's that my brain is about to explode from all the thinking. "Alison....Alison..." Julia whispers to me. I was back from the forest of reminiscing and got startled when the teacher got close. "Mind sharing what's on your mind, Ms. Alison?" Ms. Lovie asked. 'Oh, that would be wonderful. You see Ms. Lovie the thing is I am reincarnated and was back for revenge. But I'm having problems since you're nagging and I can't think of strategies to get back at the people who killed me.' Of course, that was all in my head. But I ranted as if I was talking to her. I sighed.

It was the cake he chooses as a thank-you for Liam. He was not ungrateful; he knew when to say thank you when needed. Looking back before his rebirth, Liam was the one who bought him from the loansharks. If not for Liam, he might be a human toilet now or pregnant or a paid-whore. The alpha was scary but gratitude exempts no one. Back in his room, he surfs about modeling work and how to do poses for food. He received a second chance in life so he wanted to do great in this second life. If the modeling turns out well then it could be one of his works in the future.

John stood up from his pathetic laying state, bewildered to find an another God in front of him. " Hi! Little boy, I am Osiris, the God of fertility, agriculture, the afterlife, the dead, resurrection, life, and vegetation, and lord of the dead and rebirth, I saw everything and became cognizant of your prayer to your defeat and intellectual ability, I am very much very agitated to this extent, that I am feeling like a cat on a hot tin roof, about what you can do that is, in fact I have grown a liking towards you, so I have decided to hold a deal with you— I will reincarnate you again, but at one condition — abandon your humanity! Enjoy your life there, become a Demon King, a real one, I will

My body is as light as a feather as I went on my way and danced in front of everyone and the royal family. The King and the townsfolk applauded after we danced for them. I could also see the prince from afar. However, I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity as well. He has golden hair and deep blue eyes, certainly fitting a royal member and a common protagonist of cliche novels I've read. "Haaa...this is making me crazy. I'm really one of that reincarnated characters into some kind of isekai genre"

It would be impossible for them to beat her at all! But today was different from the past. The Sienna today was no longer the Goddess of War from the capital city. She had been resurrected from the dead. Could she still possess the skills that she used to have with her current small body frame? “Boss, we really can’t bear to see you cry.” “…” Sienna laughed half-heartedly. She had not taught them a lesson for a while now, so their self-confidence has increased greatly, huh? “In that case, all of you will come at me at the same time. Those who get hit seven times by me will be eliminated.”

For anything that felt like a loose thread she could pull. The afternoon light faded, painting the library in long shadows. Vivian Ashworth, the transmigrated soul in the villainess’s skin, hunched over ancient pages, no longer just a passive victim of the plot. The role of the villain had been thrust upon her, but perhaps, just perhaps, she could use its expected ruthlessness for a different purpose: uncovering the truth. The performance had begun, but beneath the surface, the investigation was underway. Her survival depended on playing the part while dismantling the script from within. The weight of the villain’s role was crushing, but within it, she was starting to find the sharp edges sh

“The same three days you got back, Kara. That can’t be a coincidence.” I stared at him, the words settling into me slow and cold, reshaping everything I thought I understood about my own rebirth, about the shape of the borrowed time I’d been given, about whether this had ever truly been mine to begin with.

Then “No, I've finally gone insane.” Her gaze dropped to her hands. Thinner. Different. Not hers. [Previous identity: Kaira McCauley confirmed deceased.] [Current identity: Alina Crosswell.] Her heartbeat slammed against her chest. “…You’re telling me” she paused trying to grasp something “this must be a prank” [Soul transfer successful.] The system cuts in. The room felt colder. “I took over her body?” [Condition met: Simultaneous fatal incidents.]

I shuddered at the word reincarnation. “You…You can reincarnate people?” “Once or twice. And the range depends on my Mana.” I suddenly saw Ricky’s hand sneaking onto Noel’s shoulders, his glancing eyes glinted with a feeling of concern. “But are you sure you want to reincarnate Because you’ll leave everything behind, you know?” He motioned to my living space and my things—my manga and novel, my favorite w******l; everything. I started to ponder. If I were to reincarnate now, I won’t be able to see the ending for the novel “The Evil Villainness is My Lover”, but I’m already at the climax, and I don’t think I’ll stumble upon this opportunity anywhere else anymore.

I scrunched my face, trying to hold back my tears as I reminisced of all the things that I have done, as Sakamaki Yuu and as Lancelot Ral Constance. Just right after I reincarnated, I have been running around settling problems that the former Lancelot started. I did say that I want to live my life as I wanted, but seeing the servants and the people, in addition to my fussy attitude, I couldn’t just left them continue living like that.