Novel & Cerita Scum Villain

“Then we’ll see what happens.” “And if she tries to scam you at dinner?” I smiled — a cold thing, sharp as winter frost. “Then I’ll let her. One more time. I want to see how far she’ll go. How well she can lie to my face. I want to see her face.” “You’re enjoying this,” Dmitri observed. I considered the accusation. Actually, in my world, everything was predictable. My enemies moved in expected patterns. My allies played their parts. The business operated smoothly, with violence serving as just another instrument, while women were viewed as either assets or expendable.

Viviana scolded softly, "Victor, stop doing this. Scarlett clearly didn't mean it. You owe her an apology." Victor pressed his thin lips into a flat line and looked at Viviana with a complicated expression. "I know exactly what kind of person Scarlett is. Viv, you can't keep being this kind." "I can't be at your side forever. If an enemy means you harm, you have to learn to tell for yourself." [Textbook villainess! Grabbing every chance to hurt the heroine!] [The male lead has his guard up. With him around, her little schemes are useless.] Looking at the comments, remembering how I had just been dreaming of going to see the sea with Victor, I couldn't help a self-mocking smile.

There was a time I wished I could become a member of the Black Scorpions so I could break free from Hale's prison but I was too afraid to pursue that thought. They were known as the strongest Mafia gang in the world, led by a young but vicious woman. All other gangs paid homage to them and the vicious woman whom I had once heard Hale refer to as Queen Scorpion was addressed as 'chief' by all the gangs. They were also highly connected and could easily destroy anyone with a snap of their fingers.

Li Zheng instructed when he saw Luo Jingli. "Yes sir." "What should I do… He…he didn’t find out?" A thousand thoughts raced through Luo Jingli’s head as he stared blankly at the blood stains on the quilt for a while, before hurrying to clean up the room. -------------------------------------------------- Author’s notes: J: F*ing hell. I hate non con and people with many partners in bed. What’s worse is that he probably doesn't even wear a condom with them, does he?! He’s such a scumbag! (giving rise to the title of this novel, it’s our thoughts towards him, he’s so scum!)

Lucian. Scarlett was very rude and ungrateful. I had bought her stuff, and she couldn't even say thank you for it. I am sure she would be in a dungeon if we were her father. That girl's heart is cold as ice. I knew she deliberately refused to clean up so she could stink up the place. She was indeed her father's spawn. Why did fate have to tie us to a bitch like Scarlett? I was hoping our mate was someone we could love. Since the seer said our mate was a Vladislav, I had lost hope in romance. As things were, I needed to talk to the guys. We needed to let go of this mate thing and reject the bitch. She was used goods and might be of no use to us since we had to be her first to claim the magic.

"You could have been happy, could've recreated this world with me" "Every villain hates the world as it is, because it calls you all out for what you are. You're a murder, a psychopath and an abusive f**ked up man that doesn't deserve to live. And I won't regret doing what I've done, besides not stabbing you in the heart instead" "You're warped" He hisses at my ear. "F**ked up, as I am. But you don't even know what you are and in the end proved more trouble than if I had sticked to f**king Celene. "

They were arrogant, fueled by the belief that their status made them untouchable. "We'll do it tonight, after my blessing," Vivica decided. Her voice was cold now, calculating. "Tormund won't realize that I'm gone if he's drunk, and he's been hitting the bottle harder than ever lately. We'll take her out to the Blackwood Ridge. The scavengers there will finish what we start. No body, no crime." I knew I had to act. My hands were tied behind my back with thick hemp rope, and my beast was suppressed by the head injury, but I was still a Lycan. I was still a daughter of the moon.

A wyvern, with a cruel smile on his face. "Found you," he said, a smile draping across his grotesque features, his voice a low growl. "I knew you couldn't run forever." Valia's heart raced as she assessed her enemy. Bones snapped and shifted beneath taut skin, muscles twisting until a tall, lean man stood in place of the creature. A jagged scar sliced down his cheek, and in his hand gleamed a dagger that seemed carved for cruelty. He radiated menace, and Valia felt the weight of every second pressing against her chest.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

Wait--what do you mean? “Just be careful when approaching the Duke. Although I’m not giving you my full consent but I believe in you.” I stood up and ran towards him in an embrace “Thanks, gramps! I won’t let you down!” “By the way, your suggestion during the meeting was commendable. I’m impressed, it was such a clever idea.” I released from his embrace and cracked a smile “Well if you’ve been through tough times a lot, you’ll become a schemer in no time.” He patted my head and chuckled “Keep it up and you’ll become the villainess the world will love.” “No villainess is loved, gramps. We’re always the bad guys hated by mankind but who cares?” I shrugged my shoulders and gracefully flipped my