The Survival Game Of The Villainess Spoiler Mga Nobela at Kwento

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

Jerome can help me! But will Joewella agree to it? The road to revenge won't be flowery and peaceful at all. It is thorny and dangerous; bloods will be shed, heads will fly, and betrayals will be inevitable for survival. A cold sweat ran down my spine from the thought. Would I be able to handle this? Would I be able to survive? I don't know, the stakes are high but something is making me confident. I know this world, I know what's going to happen, I know how these characters think because everything in here is written in the book I've read. I have an advantage and I'm going to make use of this.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

“And what game is that?” Davos smiled. “The game of survival.” Another explosion rocked the ground above them. Adrian turned to Ayesha, urgency in his voice. “We need to get out of here.” Davos exhaled, almost disappointed. “You still don’t understand, do you?” He gestured to the ceiling. “This isn’t just about escaping. This is about what happens after.” Ayesha’s grip on her gun tightened. “What did you do?” Davos smirked. “I made you the villain.”

Lauren stammered, she shifted in her chair trying to reach him, she prayed that that was indeed her child and not her mind or the clone playing games on her. “I would let you guys catch up but we do not have much time,” the clone said, making everyone quiet. “This game is simple, who’s going to survive? Now since you couldn’t choose earlier, I made the stakes higher. Each of you will choose who will die or the baby and the lady…” he pointed to Jane who instinctively moves a step back and away from him. “Will die and of course, I will do the honors of pulling the trigger” he finished.

When she was completely out of my sight I just calmed down. I slowly closed the door and took a deep breath. Trying to calm my tense nerve, to think deeply about my situation. Of all the fantasy-romance books I've read, they might be all different, but there's one thing that sets them the same. That is, villains always perish, and will always die at the end of the story. The death of a villain means world peace and death of a hero means war. I breathe a heavy sigh. Okay, Nina Facelo. We need to plan; we have to survive. We need to survive! ========

I looked at her, at the woman who had been part of the plan to destroy my life, who had lied to me and betrayed me. I smiled while doing it, and I felt the cold clarity settling over me like armor, like a shield that nothing could penetrate. "Then tell me, Tell me what game I'm playing. Tell me the rules. Tell me what's at stake." She leaned forward, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes wide with fear. "The game where everyone loses, the game where there are no winners, only survivors. The game where the only way out is to burn everything down and start over."

The villains use this tactic all the time. The number of people around me is minimal, the alley way is clear and darker, and the atmosphere is dreary. I cannot stay any longer here. I twist myself and run in the opposite direction before it's too late. Just when I did so, a pair of hands wrap around my face, with a saturated cloth covering my mouth and nose. Ah, lord. I just got myself into more trouble. I quickly lose my consciousness, dropping the sugar painting that embodied a sense of relief.

Her vision was blurry, probably from a swollen eye. Her pride took a small beating. Eddie never wanted Alex to see her so pathetic. He was here though. Alex had come for her. He came to rescue her. She looked him over, his pale face and blonde hair, his perfect blue eyes swirling with storms of rage. Her villain, her husband, was here to rescue her. But he could be in danger, Johannes was still after her. She grabbed his shirt, “We have to run! Someone is chasing me.” “Did that bastard do that to you?” Alex gripped her shoulders. She dumbly nodded her response, “Death will be too kind of a punishment for him.”

The heat inside his body makes him feel like he is in a fire. The eyes that were brown a moment ago just turned a shade of golden color with the people rising in size. The hand of Daisuke that was touching his thigh the shiver rises up in between his legs. -Kiss the Villain Spend the night with the Villain itself 12 seconds left 'What in the name of the hell two options? Both of them are the shitsz' (If you fail the mission you will die at the hands of your father!) "WAAAATTTT" Koishi hisses clutching his hand into a tight fist of Daisuke rope pulling it down off from his shoulder.