Novel & Cerita The One Within The Villainess Spoilers

But Ellis only smiled, calm, terrifying, unreadable. “Two more,” he said, his voice low, almost a whisper, “are about to feel the same poison… meant for the Alpha king.” I swallowed hard, certain Ellis was talking about me, Emily, and Mirella. My pulse hammered, dread pooling in my stomach. But then… Violet fell. She collapsed to her knees and vomited blood. Relief and triumph surged through me like fire. “THERE! There she is!” I screamed, rushing forward. “Look at her… she’s vomiting blood too! She’s the traitor! Kill her!”

- -I have done nothing but cower in my shell ever since I had arrived, hoping that if I didn't egg anyone on, they would leave me alone but…I'm fucking exhausted of waiting for people to 'not' attack me. -It seems that a villainess is needed.- "Get Ophelia here," I said to a maid who was on the wall, the maid stiffened in her position when I pointed to her, nonetheless, like a well-oiled machine she responded. "Yes, my lady." She said then dashed away to the maid's quarters. "My lady." Erden stepped forward, and I gestured a 'shoo' motion with my hands. -Enough. – Vivanna had cut off the limbs of sixteen maids for such a mistake, and now that I think about it, wasn't the prince just offering

“Yeah of course! She believes with my dramas and her shirts are full of stains from my drink. I actually pinch it to make sure that everything spills on her” I don’t need confirmation. I know who these girls are. They will get what they’re looking for. I will give that to them if that’s what they want. This must be their unlucky day that I heard their conversation. I’ll step back this time but tomorrow is a different day. As I said. I’ll be giving them the offer. I found them in the corridor… with that Dylan guy again. Grr, he’s not a dog but he’s always following us. I feel irritated seeing him.

The universe really said expectations versus reality that all her expectations really went down the drain with her standards. She was given romance with the villain. The villain who is the devil she signed a contract with. The villain who is sleeping soundly on her chest right now. The villain named Navier. Now, dating the villain doesn’t seem so bad… or is it?

Someone who would serve under me, the one to dress me, entertain me, do my every bidding, keep me company. On the one hand, I liked the fact that I could keep my enemy close. On the other hand, it’s a terrible idea. It’s almost like Camilla was pitting me against her, setting me up to fail. I may have truly offended Her Imperial Majesty that time in Rozenberg. The cameras flashed again, capturing our interaction. I could almost see the headlines tomorrow: The Villainess Strikes Again. Another Day, Another Chance to Treat the King’s Lover Like a Servant.

“How dare you touch the boss's woman? Even if you were trying to show your power, you do not have the right. And you do not have the right to dare touch the boss's woman of all people! You actually touched the boss woman. Now you’re doomed for sure.” Then, all of a sudden, Vale came out of the shadows and immediately bowed in front of all of the five bosses. “I’m really sorry for interrupting, but Elias isn’t really at fault here. Everything was actually planned by Victor, and we have actually captured him.” Vale immediately spoke out as all heads turned to him. Even I turned to look at him. “Now what is Vale going to do?” I just hoped he did not expose my secrets, I thought to myself as I w

He always watched. "The Vespine boy will come for you again," he said. "Let him." I smiled, the expression feeling almost real. "Every time he tries, he proves I was here, in the light, where the killer wasn't." I walked back toward the outcast wing, my circle around me, the crowd's whispers following like a tide. She beat him in thirty seconds. She moved like a ghost. She's not what they say she is. The narrative was shifting. Not much. Not enough. But in the margins, where the real story lived, the villainess had become a duelist. And the killer, whoever they were, was running out of shadows.

I clenched my teeth, hurled the cabinet off my back, and threw myself at Viktor. My claws flashed in the dim light and tore across his throat. Blood sprayed hot across my face. A sharp voice rang out: "Everyone, stop!" The room went dead silent, as if someone had hit a switch. My eyes were cut and bleeding — I couldn't see. But the comments exploded in my mind like fireworks. [The hero and heroine are finally meeting! The villainess can finally exit the stage.] [Our precious heroine to the rescue!] [Did you see the way Adrian looked at her? That's love right there!]

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.

And somewhere in the vast Empire, the first pieces of fate were already moving. But this time... Evelina would be the one moving them. She had died once. She would not die twice. The villainess had returned. And she was ready to rewrite her ending.