The Beloved Bashful Villainess Novels & Stories

A way to spend time whenever she had nothing better to do. The people in the Vault knew her as Red: the fighter who was reigned the champion. Fighters also knew of her identity as the assassin, both her aliases for the fighting ring and as an assassin were, after all, the same. When Bella heard of a new champion being crown while she was away, she couldn't help but see who it was, also feeling the need to know why they named someone the new best without having to fight the former. The brunette walked towards one of the people who managed the fights, pulling her hood down before catching his attention.

I raised my head and stared up at her, "A traitor, a slimy bastard, a naive conniving bitch! Why the fuck are you doing all this?!" She growled in anger and signalled for her henchmen to get in the room. They acted immediately and soon I was being lifted by my arms and held in place before her. "This is not a movie where the pretty victim curses the villain out and demands answers." She smirked at me and took a hold of my face in hers squeezing it hard, "This is where the Villain toys with the victim and throws out the tales to them at their on whim. I call the shots here not you." She bared her teeth extracting her canines, "Dear luna." She added with mockery, "You should watch your tongue

It's just an illusion. I blinked, but the scene in front of me didn't disappear. It was real, but I realized what he meant. His words gave me a little strength to believe in myself. Esther is a manipulator, a witch, and a vampire. She is the perfect combination of all the features of a perfect villain. She doesn't have to force people to do what she wants.

But Vanessa charged on without restraint this time, her hands gesturing wildly. “I am sick of this entire family! Your …your, uhm…grand murder keeps trying to invent ways to get rid of me, while your precious Isla walks around pretending she’s the damn Queen of England! I kept to myself, Nate. I minded my business until they forced me to fight back. Remember that!” Her voice had a fresh crack of rage. “And now, I’m the villain? I’m the problem? I’m the snake?” Her hands were flailing in the air. “I’m the one you’re ashamed of?”

Alexa replied as she smoothed the black dress which had some orange feathers at the nape. "Ahhh, you can't play the villain, Alexa. You are just breaking in to the industry and you want to play such a hated character, you would just get criticism and hate," Mary was really worried. In her opinion, the villainess was really the most hateful character in the series. "Mary, that's something you don't understand, the villainess isn't really a demon, she was just broken just like the protagonist. In the case of the protagonist, he had someone but the villain had no one,”

she hissed suddenly, the spell of the moment suddenly, as bitterness crawled up her body. “He doesn’t even realize it yet, but it’s there. It’s in the way he defends her, the way he still looks at her like she’s the only thing in a room. He holds her in such high esteem.Sarah can literally do no wrong in his eyes. But me? I'm the villain of the story. And you know what? That manipulative little tramp knows it. She’s playing it perfectly. All innocent eyes and quiet dignity. Sarah knows exactly what she’s doing.” Her voice was dark, and pure venom.

We decided to leave to proceed to our next class when someone stepped in front of us. “Here’s the silent girl but has the bitch blood. You seduce Evander huh?” a bitch with a full make up on stated. She looks like a clown though. She flaunts so much that makes her like a rainbow. She forgot she’s at school to wear those make-up. I pass through them and so as the girls. It’s not the good time for argument. “She doesn’t know she’s one of Evander’s toys. Poor girl” I heard the same girl spoke. She’s makes sure that I heard it clear but sad for her that I don’t really give a damn care.

They kept telling me that it's never a good idea to always place your trust in people, and I keep averting my eyes from them while seeming to go with the flow. I can eventually accomplish something that would improve me as a person and a villainess compared to how I was in my previous life, now that I've learned that lesson the hard way. I say, putting on my fakest charming smile that they can't help but admire, "Thank you ladies, you flutter me this much." You can admire me all you want, but I'll be the one who can ultimately betray you all. I smirk inside and finally murmur as I continue to enjoy my tea at the mere concept of that.

the queen asked. "I don't think how I feel is of any importance." Evena answered. The queen laughed out loud. "You are very funny, aren't you Evena? The first thing you will learn here in Salvatore is to be polite. Now, let me rephrase my question, how do you feel about being here to serve me? And remember, don't lie because I will be able to tell." "I wasn't planning on lying. I hate it here in Salvatore, vampires make my skin crawl. I especially hate the fact that I am going to serve an heartless murderer like you." Evena replied bluntly.

He stabs into my stomach, leaning in with his weight as he speaks next to my ear, "After sparing your life and giving you a home, you repay me with disobedience. Don't worry though, I'll make sure you never make such a mistake again, my precious pet." He twists the blade sharply, causing me to gasp. My head falls forward and I watch as he slowly pulls the blade from my body. My blood pouring out like a small waterfall. That's when I realize that I'm completely naked. My body a blank canvas for whatever the hell he has planned. I pray I bleed out before he can slowly torture me, but instead I watch in semi-horror as my wounds close quickly. Too quickly. Even for a werewolf, I shouldn't be hea