Smile Villain Novels & Stories

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell! A smile tugged at my lips as I splashed the champagne in my glass straight into the lead socialite's face. "Since when did any of you earn the right to bully someone under my protection?" The women's faces turned green with embarrassment and anger, yet not one of them dared to say a word. The floating comments exploded. [Holy crap? Since when did the villainess start acting like a CEO from a romance novel? Why is this so satisfying?!] [Our girl finally has someone standing up for her! I'm crying! Her family's been a mess since she was little.

And Seraphina understood that game perfectly. “Lady Elena.” A deep voice interrupted her thoughts. Elena turned calmly. Victor Hale. One of the Vale Group board executives. Late forties. Elegant smile. Dead eyes. The kind of man who looked trustworthy enough to ruin lives professionally. He lifted his champagne glass politely. “You seem healthier tonight.” Translation: You don’t look close enough to death for us to replace you yet. Elena smiled faintly. “Disappointing, I know.” Victor laughed softly.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

Shit. I looked at my face in the mirror. I still flinch everytime I see these beautiful features. The appearance of this face is so damn beautiful. And I'm a fool who doesn't use Fuschia’s beauty properly. Too bad though. Even in my previous life, I couldn't get a face like this even though I go through plastic surgery many times. In this life, I am determined to use my beauty properly! Villainess is a beautiful and powerful character! I am the villainess in this story, no need to act kind!

The woman smiled before replying " well he told us not to tell you who he was but I would like you to thank him properly so it's right to tell you his name , It's Darryl Matthew" " Darryl !!!" She was shocked . Wait , wasn't he that famous basketball? he was always indifferent towards her though and yes he was the Villîan in the book . He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads .

I said firmly. Instead of getting offended, what did I see? Amusement? He only laughed it off nonchalantly. He didn't push any further, and instead of escorting me, he walked slowly to match my stride. This was new. I didn't know a psychopath villain could be considerate. "Lady Bella," he called. "The part about you being the first person that I don't feel repulsed to touch, the only one who knew about it was myself, and now, you. So I'm sure that you won't tell anyone right?"

Damian casually mentioned as he nodded at one of the men in the dark and they immediately knew what it wanted. They stepped forward with a smile on her face.. “Let's fix that pretty face of his, Shall we?” Damian picked up a pair of pliers and smiled like a maniac. Not even his subordinates could stand the sight of that smile on his face.. “Don't come any closer!” The man screamed in fear as Damian moved closer to him.. “Don't worry it's not gonna hurt, okay?” Damian assured him with a scary smile plastered on his face but of course that wasn't true..

Then she smiled darkly. “We’ve spent so long setting everything up.” “It’s finally time to close the net.” She slowly applied bright red lipstick, satisfaction shining in her eyes. “That bitch acted so arrogant in front of me.” Her smile turned poisonous. “I’d like to see how long she can keep acting proud.” “Soon enough…” “She’ll be completely ruined.” The driver nodded immediately. “Yes, Miss Vale.” Just as the car prepared to leave the parking garage, another vehicle entered. The driver paused to let it pass.

She says, stretching her hands wide apart for a hug. I smiled and stretched my hand forward to shake her. No way in hell would I hug her. The smile on her face faded slightly on seeing my hand. She looked at my outstretched hand and back at me. The smile on her face grew wider than earlier. But she couldn't fool me. Her eyes were as dry as the desert. Holding no hint of happiness in them. But then again, a villain would only be happy once she has successfully destroyed people's life. "Good afternoon Lorriane," I say, showing her my very used fake smile.