The Perks Of Being A Villainess Reddit の小説・ストーリー

“I won’t be the villain alone.” “You’re making yourself the villain. Not Ariana. You.” “Then I’ll be the best villain they’ve ever seen.” She starts typing. “Camille’s next article drops Wednesday. ‘The Dark Side of Ariana Vale: Former Colleagues Speak Out.’ Complete with anonymous testimonials about her ambition. Her manipulation. Her calculated climb.” “Those testimonials are lies.” “They’re narratives. And narratives are more powerful than truth.” She hits send. “There. Done. Scheduled to publish in forty-eight hours.”

Because if I care, I’ll go crazy. Then I realized that I’m not the right person to give him some advice. A good friend would probably give a lot better advice, but… I’m a villainess, am I? I’ve never been one for selfless-ness or comforting or caring, really. 'The world is fucked up, nothing matters except for myself', that's how I managed to live. Morals are quite often the last thing on my mind. So yeah, it’s fucked up. I think that’s also the reason I could never really hate Isadore. I mean, who's the villainess to judge another villain, right?

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.

She drank the bottle as she spat on the face. The man face was unseen in the camera, so no one knew who it was. Aubrey legs wobbled and in a span of seconds, everyone could see through her façade, she was a bitch only destroying other people lives she was nothing but a bitch. Verbal comments were heard next, "you are truly a bitch" "What a shame" The MC took the mic "Well, since you cheated your way to the top, you are hereby eliminated from this career, everyone would use your type as an example, you bitch" even the MC couldn't hold back his anger.

"Shirly is a complicated person and kind of an anti-hero. She's had a sad life and gone through a lot. Can you, a newcomer, play her?" "Oh, where is the bumpkin from? You're so shameless, and you even cheat children out of money. @Sapphire City Police, this woman is a scammer and has obtained a huge amount of money illegally. File a case and investigate her! How can she be a celebrity? It degrades social conduct!" "Agree! Joanna, get out of the entertainment industry!" "How did she get the role? @Director Eli, did she buy you over?" All kinds of curses filled the comment section, and those keyboard warriors could swear whatever they wanted online.

I felt a different range of emotions going through me at the moment, trying to handle this new situation I was in. ‘Aurelia is the villainess of the otome game I enjoyed playing. She never had a good ending even if the heroine got a bad ending. She is a character not allowed to have happiness. I am here now but I won’t let my fate in the game happen to me.’ I was squeezing the covers on top of me tightly to the point my knuckles whiten. I wouldn’t allow myself to die just because I was the villainess. I will survive and find a happy ending.

Third Person's POV Vanya found the whole farce at the Bloodmoon Pack hilarious. In her view, the Bloodmoon Pack's current status was nowhere near worthy of attracting the Royal Council elders' mates. Even if Ulrik and Velda had contributed to the war efforts, there were many others who had done the same, and it was unlikely that they would be prioritized for recognition. However, if the rumors were true and the female Gamma who had consecutively captured two cities had indeed performed a great deed, then it was clear that these ladies' dismissive attitudes towards Velda indicated that the achievement had nothing to do with her.

"You're right, Belinda, and I have solid evidence, too. That hag bought me a ton of designer bags and clothes to win me over. I saved all the receipts. We can use it as evidence that she bribed employees and falsified the company accounts." She quickly uploaded dozens of photos of luxury goods. "Belinda, take these photos and say she bought the items for you to bribe you. When the time comes, just cry in front of everyone and say you were coerced into doing her bidding. No one will question a victim too closely." I never expected these people to hate me this much. They were even resorting to such a heinous and dirty scheme. Suddenly, someone asked, "Isn't that hag still in the group chat? Wo

She held up her phone, and Beverly's blood turned to ice. The I*******m post was already live - the photo Vanya had taken of Beverly looking beautiful in her work uniform. But the comments section had become a battlefield of vicious attacks. "This is what happens when mutes try to look normal. Pathetic." "Someone should tell her husband his wife is embarrassing their family." "Why is she even allowed to work? Shouldn't she be locked up somewhere?" Comment after comment, each one more brutal than the last. And at the bottom, the most recent addition that made Beverly's knees buckle:

After sending it, I turned off my phone and went to shower. Hot water poured over my face. I could not tell whether it was water or something else. The comments said: [Ahhh, the villainess is so clear-headed!] [Lucas Rhodes is divorced too? What kind of divine meeting is this?] [The male lead is starting to reminisce. Too late now.] [The villainess said it so well. She doesn't miss poverty. She misses that person.] [I suddenly think the villainess and Lucas are a great match.] [Don't rush. Let things unfold.]