The Terminally Ill Villain Supports My Broken Engagement Romane & Geschichten

The other bidder had deliberately driven up the price. Terrence Edmin had used this painting to humiliate him. Realizing that... Finnley tightly crushed the bidding paddle in his hand. His chest felt unbearably tight. He was so furious that he nearly fainted. At the hospital... Terrence received a phone call. After answering it, a mocking smile slowly appeared on his face. "I understand." He ended the call. Just then... I slowly opened my eyes in the emergency room. "I..." I struggled to sit up.

Mina said simply. The room went quiet. “Four years ago,” she continued. “Terminal. A degenerative condition affecting wolf shifting ability. Without treatment he had eighteen months.” She paused. “The treatment existed. One source. Extremely rare. Covenant derived.” “The document,” I said slowly. “The bond transfer specifically,” Mina said. “A sealed alpha bond at a pre-covenant location generates enough covenant energy to halt the condition permanently.” She looked at us. “Victor didn’t stage his death to build a plan. He staged it because he was dying and needed time to find the one thing that could save him.”

I stumbled into the path of a fucking villain. Well, calling it a squad back then was generous. It was just Regis and a silent Class A Beta who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else in the world. I remembered crawling through the high itchy grass, bruised and bleeding, only to look up and see Regis leaning against a thick oak tree, a wicked, lazy smirk on his face. He didn't help me. Of course he didn't. Why would he? He was Regis Nightshade— a bastard, dirtier than the devil himself, who cared about nothing and no one.

Maria was passionately in love with Yusuf, but he did not care for her. He was deeply in love with her sister, Lisa, and that love was mutual. Maria, however, had no intention of ever giving up on him. With a cunning plan, she trapped Yusuf; during a gathering hosted at their home, she made sure Yusuf got drunk and took advantage of his intoxication to sleep with him. Following that night, Maria became pregnant. Even though Yusuf was forced to marry Maria, he never gave up on the Lisa he loved. After Maria gave birth, Lisa fled with the child. Losing both her baby and the man she loved, Maria could not bear the agony and committed suicide. Thus, the lovers were reunited, the wicked woman

Terrence took a deep breath, "Yvvy, don't worry, I won't be swayed by her anymore. She's sick now, and it's karma, I get it." Yvette wasn't entirely pleased with what he said. Yara wasn't kind to Yvette throughout their lives, but she was unusually indulgent toward Terrence and didn't do anything wrong to him. Yara was critically ill and on the verge of death, while Terrence claimed it was karma. "She is in the final stage of cancer now. You should spend more time with her." Yvette didn't want Terrence to have any regrets. Terrence found it even more intriguing when he heard that.

Death is the only ending for the villains. "Y-You.. motherf*cker! Double-crosser! Dirty filthy rat liar!" The Lord of Crimes yapped like a dog. "Aren't you afraid we'll kill Adharia Valler?!" Claire shrieked. Ah, she's no naive. Siri says your broken butt can't even afford me, much less end my life. Dumb brat. You know, your face is like an exam, even people don't want to think about it. Duh! Jealousy is in your DNA, suck it up brat!

Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of. Maybe she was the person who had been standing between Amara and the truth all along. Protecting her. Even when Amara didn't understand why. Outside, footsteps disappeared into the rain. And somewhere far away, a phone screen lit up. A message appeared. SHE KNOWS HE'S ALIVE. A second message followed. MOVE TO THE NEXT PLAN. And beneath it was a photograph. Daniel Quinn. Alive. Older. Standing beside a window. Waiting. END OF ARC ONE

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

Yes, this novel is rated for eighteen and above. However, if I remembered it clearly, the villain must be the last boss considering his strength. He was recognized as the most powerful Alpha in the whole clan but sadly, he was disabled. He couldn't walk and always sit in a wheelchair but that didn't prevent him from being the last boss. This man is also a psycho, a schemer, a villain, anything that could describe a villain. I suddenly remembered that this villain named Phoenix got engaged after he saw the person who was sold to him by the other clan, and he killed her immediately.

"Thorne, you think you can pull your tantrums here?" Derrick gasped hard, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth. He ignored Killian. His eyes stayed glued to me. The soul aura around him still shifted. That pure gold once meant for me alone had faded to a much lighter shade. The bright shine was gone. Its edges were frayed and messy. "Valerie... that agreement doesn't count!" Derrick wheezed, fighting for air. "It was fraud! I thought it was medical funding! The High Code does not recognize dirty tricks! We spent four whole years together. You cannot sentence me to death like this!"