The Survival Game Of The Villainess Spoiler Novels & Stories

Victor raised his weapon. Selene looked at him. “You still don’t understand, Victor.” “Understand what?” She looked at me. “Evelyn isn’t the real villain.” The room went silent. Lucien’s voice hardened. “Then who is?” Selene’s smile disappeared. “The woman who created Evelyn.” My blood froze. She stepped closer. “The first Serael.” I couldn’t breathe. Selene whispered: “She is still alive.” Then the lights went out. And somewhere beneath us, something ancient began to wake.

He knelt before a woman in a white suit, her eyes hidden behind silver lenses. “Mother Hekate is stirring,” he said. “Sterling received the drone.” The woman tilted her head. “And is she coming?” “She will,” Valen said. “She always runs toward the fire.” “Good,” the woman said. Behind her, tanks hissed open. Clones stepped out, female, tall, identical. Each one a copy of Alma. The woman touched one gently on the face. “She will face herself. And only one will survive.” Back on the Island, Midnight

"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!]

The other time, I almost ingested poison from picking up a fruit around the garden, thankfully, Joewella was there to stop me. I couldn't help but slump my head on the table as I groaned in frustration. I think Victoria survived all these years because of Joewella. I stared at the woman who is cheerfully humming as she swept the dried leaves off the ground. I bet she's not an ordinary maid, no one could detect a bomb unless they know much about it. A smirk played on my lips as I sat back. I don't care about her secrets, as long as she won't stab me from the back, I would call her my ally.

WHEN THE VILLAIN FALLS IN LOVE Everyone knows Alessia Romano. Powerful. Beautiful. Untouchable. A woman who doesn't forgive betrayal and doesn't believe in love. So when Amara Quinn walks into her life, Alessia has no intention of falling for her. Amara is only supposed to be an employee. A temporary part of Alessia's carefully calculated plan. But Amara is stubborn, innocent in ways Alessia doesn't understand, and completely unimpressed by the woman everyone else fears. For the first time, Alessia finds herself wanting something she can't control. Her. What begins as curiosity becomes attraction. Attraction becomes obsession. And obsession becomes somethi

“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.”

the woman said, her voice a perfect, terrifying echo of my own. The terminal let out a final, piercing shriek, and the screen went black. The only thing visible in the cavern was the glowing black eyes of the children closing in on us. If the Original Ivy survived the liquidation, whose side is she truly on—and did Isabella’s "Final Kill" plan include a way for Ivy and Dante to survive, or are they just the final sacrifices to cleanse the world of the Architect's sins? (Watch out for Chapter 189) 💬 Add to library | Drop your Comment/ Reviews | Send Gifts

Again. But I wasn't the same girl who'd walked into the wrong suite. I was a woman who'd survived everything she'd thrown at me. And I would find a way to survive this too. "Then we find the override code." I lowered the knife, my voice cold and steady. "And we do it before the timer hits zero." But even as I spoke, the screens flickered again. The countdown vanished, replaced by a live feed of the catacombs we'd just escaped. Valentina's men were swarming the tunnels. And they were dragging someone with them. A woman. Sarah Kane. My mother. "She led us here," Valentina said softly. "She betrayed you again. And now she's going to watch you die."

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! ========