The One Within The Villainess Chapter 26 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

It’s because I saw my future. “A future where you infected me, where I lost my baby, and where I died a miserable death." I looked straight into his eyes. "Now you've walked that path in my place. So, tell me, should I be thanking you?" His cloudy eyes widened violently. A strangled sound tore from his throat. His body began convulsing uncontrollably. The line on the heart monitor spiked wildly before flattening into a single, piercing tone. The floating comments exploded. [YES! THIS is how the story was meant to end! The villainess changed her fate, and the scumbag ended up living her nightmare instead!]

They should all knew and should only see to it that she is the only one. Yet. “The being who claims Himself as God. Is the stupid darkness that you all believe to be the necessary and perfect one.” Her dismay, not protesting nor blaming, but cursing this entire book and world that she is currently walking into. Knowing and thinking that who could ever compare to her perfection? She who is the perfect and pure darkness should only be the true villain of this story. “Right.” She giggles, dancing and gracefully to her lullaby. With the eerie tone that is created using the keys from a music box. A seemingly innocent music box, yet holds the dread and foul smell of blood that a villain like her i

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

Maybe I was momentarily out of my mind and bought that book in the bookstore, or maybe I was asleep as I picked that book on the shelf. The character I loved the most in the story was the villainess. And now that I have come to realize everything, I am that villainess. I was set on the path of death from the very beginning. However, since I am now in this body, Heather Jade Aczen, I won’t let anything, or anyone, lead me to death – not even Jean.

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.

It even covered the sum of the Ancient Wizard Realm and within another second, it would totally complete the process that Valeri wanted to accomplish by sacrificing her own blood and flesh as catalyst. "Do you think that I will let you go that easily, child?" The scene paused to entertain the words of the goddess and she opened the golden book in her hands for the first time since she arrived. Reality contorted with the usage of such a treasure and every picture, sound, and fragrance painted by the senses vanished at the accrual of its potency. "Let the child be, Vina. Aren't you too old to meddle in a girl's dreams?" A clear vibrant voice stopped the earth shattering resonance of power from

- He said. - She will reward you. - Said between his teeth and sucking her nipple. - You know. - He tried between groans. – Some villains may appear. - He tried. - No one will show up. - She said. – This is my turn. - Said the sorceress. At that time, he hissed feeling the air when next, she unzipped it all the way and pulled his cock out of his pants she unzipped it further and lowered his pants and his cock was free of his pants, and he had his hard hold on his hands.

Instead, they bled harder and thicker, flooding the floor until it reached their ankles. A loud crash echoed behind them. Another book had fallen, heavy as a coffin. This one spilled fire instead of blood. Golden flames flowed from its pages, spreading across the shelves and casting an eerie glow throughout the aisle. Camela turned around, as her heart raced. “What…what is that one?” she asked. Vincent’s face went pale, and his fire flickered. “It’s mine,” he replied. The book opened with a sharp crack, and its pages bled with his essence: his fire, his chains, and the smile he wore when he pulled her into the hall…with the threads he had wrapped around her wrists.