The Villain Book Novels & Stories

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

Alpha Evan asked. I nodded, recalling the story he had told me. "Well, his book, a grimoire, was taken from him by werewolves in a war between the two species many years back. All the members of his coven except for him died in that war and the werewolves took the grimoire away from him and hid it somewhere. It's his family heirloom, all the spells everyone in his family has ever written are in that book. It's his legacy and he wants me to help him get it back," Alpha Evan explained, his tone serious. Judging by the grave and determined expression on his face I could tell that he felt passionately about this and wanted to accomplish this goal as soon as possible.

My grandmother listens as if she has found something worth studying. “It applies to my personal life and my position at Blackwood. I am elegant, and my strength lies in mystery. To navigate life, I possess the wisdom of a serpent and a venom for danger,” she concludes. “A venom for danger!” my mother bursts into laughter. “And as wise as a serpent,” my grandmother adds, entertained. “You must have been in danger before. Strengthen your venom with this ,” my mother says, handing her champagne before leaving to attend to visitors. “You’re such a gothic blessing,” my grandmother chuckles. “I always thought to survive danger, don’t try to be innocent. Bite those who bite you, or they’ll trample

"You're different. You're not the kind of silver wolves we've known. But that doesn't change the rules." "Who were you talking about?" "The Moon Priestess who took you here. You've already met, aye?" he said. I was about to say something when he forestalled me. "That's right! You're baited. And that was easy. For your information, don't make it sound like I am the villain here. I'm doing my quest. And that is to eliminate every single silver wolf to preempt the catastrophe. "I'm doing this to save the nations from your wicked existence! You are the villain here... and your origin... and always will be. Perhaps you keep your eyes biased from the reality of the past, all you do is hide, and ac

"We look good together, don't we?" They did, indeed! Dominant he, innocent she. Bold he, timid she. Powerful he, naive she. Only if he hadn't compelled her to sleep with him, he could have been the perfect partner for her—a man as powerful and sensible as him could protect her from every harm, keep her safe in his arms, and comfort her when she was all by herself—yet he ended up being the one who destroyed her. Devoid her of everything. Lust and vengeance mercilessly crushed whatever soft feelings he had for her in his heart.

That every human being is a fictional character in this book. No wonder, she often heard her lady whining in a low mumble about the 'role' assigned to her. There are the words of her lady that are even engraved in her brain until now. Like: 'I'm sorry. Since I was a villainess at the start of the plot, so you suffer too.' Now, in terms of the new conjectures, they all fit. A role – villainess – a book – destiny. Then, Fuschia's behavior, which sometimes treats other people like they are not real humans, can also be a reference.

Priscilla tried to maintain her calm demeanor even though she was internally freaking out right now. Shadow clenched her jaw and bravely flipped open the book as the red glow emitted from the book. “Shadow!” “Sister!” Aidan and Firash weren’t sure about this. Ignoring them, Shadow recalled what she had learned from her previous superior named Uncle Zan. Priscilla and Midas looked at her with full expectation as they waited for what she had to say. Shadow continued on. “Frankly, I am not so sure myself. These relics give off a certain energy that my body is accustomed to. It is so wicked but not much for me. For I am the greatest villain in this generation.”

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.