Rewriting The Villainess Novels & Stories

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

So cute that, and he was the carbon copy of his father. "Are you going somewhere ma'am," Alice asked after I finished dressed up and headed downstairs. "Yes, I intend to fix something before coming back," I replied, and she gave me a small nod. She didn't have to know the details. If this was my second chance at life, I wanted to rewrite all my wrongs. Start anew with the villain being me. I was tired of playing the role of a helpless, naive and weak protagonist. If being the villain made me stronger, then I was going to be the villain.

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.

After hearing that Ellina lowered her head in guilt and was not able to say anything. " I shouldn't have treated you better. I should have killed you from the moment you entered." She said while cursing at her with all her will power. Ellina listened to all her curses and didn't say anything. She just stood there and listerned to her hatefull and cruel words. Yes what could she even do, she have betrayed her most beloved person and the person who considered her as a family. " You may be happy that you are killing a villainess like me don't you ? You may have been provoked to killme on the temptation of money . Isn't it?Tsk!!"

Perhaps it was due to her instincts as the villainess of the story, but from the moment she saw this woman, she hated her from the bottom of her heart. She had a face that was completely different from hers. Meanwhile, the model husband in other people’s eyes and the person who once loved her the most was holding this woman’s hand and even hugging her while working. They acted as if no one else existed. They interacted with such intimacy that it seemed as if they had been together for years, even though a year ago, my father had badmouthed this woman with her in the middle of the night. They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innoc

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’

“And you know what villains do, Victor? They rewrite the script.” He tilted his head. “Rewriting the script is one thing. Controlling the narrative is another. The media’s already on her side. She’s painting herself as the fragile heroine.” I scoffed. “Fragile? That woman is anything but fragile. She’s calculated, deliberate. Every word she utters is a weapon aimed at me.” Victor shrugged. “And people love a heroine who bleeds. You’ve given her the stage.” I stepped closer, lowering my tone. “Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.”

she half yelled and walked closer "Did I do anything wrong not to deserve happiness?" she went on with her questions. "Now, you watch and see as I make you the villain of your story. The one who is being hated by all. You will take back the curse you have placed on everyone." she whispered to Rielle and slowly moved back. "Watch and see the new turn of destiny." "Wait......wait....." Rielle yelled out, jerking out of the dimension she was in. Her hand was stretched out like she was trying to reach out to someone. She stayed still that way and a drop of tear flow down her cheek.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

My body seemed to go into shock as I became paralyzed, hanging low from the noose. Tears poured down my cheeks and I gasped for breath as the lack of oxygen was making my lungs burn. My vision was getting blurrier as I began to lose touch with reality. It was slow and agonizing. The faint sound of clapping and cheering was all I could hear as my life slowly slipped away from me. "Goddess Selene please hear my prayer. Give me a second chance at life to make my enemies pay, to get that which is rightfully mine but this time, please make me the Villainess......." I prayed internally as everything suddenly faded to black.