Rewriting My Villainess Destiny Novels & Stories

Destiny has different ways of avenging the recklessness of time as it once again repeated the long-lost cause, hoping to see something different this once that may keep it entertained as long this life lasts. The fallen might see it as a golden opportunity to rewrite the stars, change the outcomes, and most important- correcting their mistakes but the betrayer saw it as a punishment. A ruthless way of repenting sins by mending the heart he once broke out of greed. But it was unfair and injustice served to her for she has to tolerate the same beast once again and will herself to fall for the charms that have already crushed her life before. She has to go through the same process again to ente

Things are going to be different this time, or my name isn't Natasha Mary-Anne Ludwick Nicholai! You made me a villainess by controlling my mind, Dalilah. Now I'll be the villainess of your story! I'll destroy you and that Goddess-damn 3rd Imperial Prince. I'll use my second chance the best I can. You said that we would see each other again in hell, so don't worry, sis, I'll make your wish come true, making your life a living hell. You will pay for what you did, dear sister. This time, things are going to change. I'm going to live for myself and Valerian, and I'll make people see your true colors.

But she never said anything about bringing him down. “Well, that’s another story. A task given by the late Empress Catherine. It isn’t really my duty to comply but it coincides with my plan. You know, winning his affection, gaining his trust, and then betraying him in the end. Wouldn’t that be the sweetest revenge?” I curved my lips diabolically as Ben continued to stare at me. “I won’t force you to believe me and everything that I say but let me tell you something ..” I pursued my lips and looked straight into his eyes with all sincerity while pointing at the notebook “Everything written in here is absolute. Observe and you’ll see that I speak no lie.” Ben gave out a deep sigh and pulled th

But when the wedding day finally came, Anastasia understood what it truly meant to feel a soul-shattering, heart-tearing unwillingness. If only she hadn't lost her memories, Mason would be her husband. If only, during her amnesia, she had resisted Philip's manipulation, Mason might have waited for her a little longer… Thinking it over and over, she realized the blame was ultimately her own. Clutching the wooden dolls Katherine had thrown aside, she finally bolted out of the wedding hall like a fugitive. After returning to the country, she didn't go back to the Kains. She went straight to the cathedral, where she had fallen off the cliff.

He returns the first aid kit. I went into the room to take a rest away from him, his character is so undesirable. I feel goosebumps at the thought of fluttering for someone like that. Never again, not in this lifetime or another.

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.

« Little sister Grizelda ! What a surprise to see you here! It’s a good timing, I won’t you to help me in organizing some documents. I promise I won’t let anyone know about it. » « Won’t it be bad to do so ? I may mistake things and do a bad work, » I said in a mocking tone. « No, you won’t. You are a knowledgeable little fox. I am your brother, you won’t refuse me, right ? » Once I accepted his proposal, it appeared as a minor mission. I see, so I must look for ways to advance in the story. I didn’t pay attention to it before. My character is a rebel, I try to do what I like, like learning economics and politics, so in this country girls are only fertility tools. My character doesn’t like h

A villainess burning for revenge never have pity. Aubrey glanced around, she sighed in defeat, what other choice did she had? Could she go back and face the press, she would lose her face, she would become a laughing stock, what about her family? she knew her dad would kill her even if he saw her, arranging all the choices, she had no option left, "I want to go to the mental asylum" She sighed. "Good pick" Scott laughed as he made a phone call officially registering her in a mental asylum.

Since she failed to provide the heir to the pack, the elders had her break the bond with Gabriel, which resulted in her begging for scraps. She could not accept our fates to be so different despite being sisters. While she was humiliated and starving, I was someone being looked up to. In rage, she poisoned me with wolf’s bane, and when I realized, I was already reborn to the same crucial day of our lives. Now that she had chosen Matthew instead of Gabriel, she was reborn as well. This was why she was so desperate to marry Matthew today, and not Gabriel. I didn't say a word. Instead, I turned my gaze to the far corner of the hall, where a man sat in the shadows, ignored by the servants and mo

Before reality caught up to me, Damian’s lips claimed mine in a heated kiss. My eyes widened in shock. Holy moly! The most harmless crybaby stole my first kiss. My mind went blank. In a moment of clarity, I bit down hard, shoved him away, and scrambled for my life. Then came System’s notification once I took shelter at home. [Congratulations on completing the wicked villainess’ storyline. Only thirty minutes remain on the countdown to your return to your world.]