The One Within The Villainess Chapter 26 Mga Nobela at Kwento

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured

And yet, like a naughty child, I knew I shouldn't, and still couldn't stop picking at the scab. It was time to let go completely. I had just closed my eyes when a wave of comments suddenly rose in front of me. [The male lead is really panicking now. He hopped on a private jet and flew straight over.] [Devoted Don, all right. He figured out the villainess went to Sicily after all.] [Slick move by the villainess. Playing hard to get, retreating to advance. Masterful.] I knit my brows and took out my phone, switching it on.

Adrian Reeves had exactly two seconds left to live. And he was spending both of them hating a web novel author. The truck's headlights filled his vision. Death was rushing toward him. Yet instead of thinking about his family, his future, or the countless regrets he should have had, Adrian could only think about one thing. Cassian Nyx. The villain deserved better. For three years, Adrian had followed every update of Chronicles of the Celestial Hero. Eight hundred chapters. Eight hundred chapters of betrayals, wars, and heartbreak.

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

"I refused at the right time. The pearl asks one question, eighth. Once. Late. When you are tired. When you have already given everything else. The question is not the bonding question. The question is the second question. *Will you stay.* You will know the moment when it asks. You will know because everything in you will want to say yes. *Say no.* That is the only craft I have to teach you. Refuse the second question. Refuse it even if your kingdom is on fire. Refuse it even if the man you love is dying. Refuse it especially then. The pearl will go quiet. It will not leave you. But it will go quiet, and you will sleep for a long time, and you will wake up half-mad in a trench, and you will

Chapter 42: Public Humiliation My heart shattered the moment Draven’s hand squeezed my soft belly in front of the entire courtyard. Vaelor’s golden eyes — the same ones that had once worshipped every inch of me — burned with rage and pain as he strained against the heavy enchanted chains holding him down. I wanted to run to him. I wanted to scream that I was still his perfect chubby treasure. But Draven’s arm was like iron around my waist, fingers digging possessively into the plush curve of my hip while the nobles whispered and stared.

That there was no longer any way I could deny it. ...I was living inside the last werewolf novel I’d read... but I wasn’t the protagonist of this story. I was the villainess.

Then softer: “Of House Virel.” --- END OF CHAPTER 62 The Hall of Echoes sealed tighter. And Kael realized something worse than infiltration. This wasn’t someone breaking in. This was something that had already been inside the academy— And had just remembered it was still alive. ---

My heart froze when the tip stopped in my direction. “She used magic!” I turned to Leon. “Isn’t that supposed to be against the rules?” “Are you scared already, weakling?” She smirked. Weak what? “Bring. It. On.” “Truth or dare?” My fingers greased my stilettos slightly. “Truth.” “Hmm... let’s see.” Ivella inspected her fingers before turning back to me. “How does it feel knowing you will not be alive long enough to graduate? For someone as powerless as you, it’s obvious you won’t survive. So tell me, how does it feel?”