Novel & Cerita The Villain Who Robbed The Heroines

“But I suggested that living it would make it easier for her to write.” He sent her a smirk, and she winked in thanks to him before continuing with her very convincing lie. “I know the video seems convincing, but Raphael did not kidnap me that night,” she said, using air quotes. “As I have said and said and pleaded for everyone to believe me, I went with him willingly. No crime was committed.” Everyone was confused, seeing that they had no idea what this ‘book idea’ was even about.

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured

“Who are you trying to ask for help? The magical trees and animals that you saw? Your… Phantasm?” Droplets of water started falling from the woman’s eye. Was everything an illusion? Am I this desperate? “Yes… Everything was a product of your imagination. I had to save you before you fall any deeper. “ The woman felt something cold that touched her face. Gently caressing it. But instead of feeling thankful and at ease, her tears flowed even more. “Stop. Please stop!” The voice let out a laugh, it was a wicked one. One that you can hear from the villains of every movie.

"I am going to need your help. I want a rogue pack to attack the pack." "What! That's too much Claudia" "Relax! They aren't going to harm anyone. They will just cause havoc. Then I will seize their leader and force the rogue pack to stop, they would then escape and I would be the hero" "What if something goes wrong and the rogue attack is foiled and they end up being captured and you get implicated." "That's why you are going to hook me up with the most vicious and biggest rogue pack that you know of" "And how would you pay for their services?" Lily questioned.

I ranted and his lips twitched in amusement as I finished my little rant. "You make it sound like I’m a villain.” He murmured, that infuriatingly smooth voice of his making the words sound almost playful. I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest, “You are a villain, Zade. Who else would kidnap someone back to their own city?” “A villain, huh?” He tilted his head, his gaze darkening just a fraction as he leaned in slightly, “If I’m a villain, what does that make you?” “Your victim.” I shot back without hesitation, lifting my chin defiantly.

“Good. I do not want my wife anywhere near that man.” I nodded, even though part of me bristled at the word wife, at the ownership threaded through his tone. Sebastian Cross was a name spoken often in our home, usually followed by irritation or contempt. Chris’s rival. The man whose company challenged his at every turn. According to gossip, Sebastian was brilliant, ruthless, and dangerously charming. And single. Everyone knew that too. One night stands. No attachments. No complications. The kind of man wives were warned about, half joking and half serious.

From the moment we stopped contacting each other, we already had an unspoken understanding. Mia had been bound to a malicious system. As long as she successfully “captured” her target, she would be rewarded. She was trying to become the heroine of her own story. And Ethan? He was her target. “I knew something was off the moment she added me,” Ethan said. “I’ve been playing along this whole time, baiting her. You owe me for that.” I wrapped my arms around him tightly. At least I wasn’t alone. It turned out the malicious system was a rogue program on the run.

"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!]

“Yeah, Boss, they're such easy marks. They're driving Rolls-Royces and Bentleys. If we rob all of them, we don’t have to worry about money for a very long time." The rest of the men started talking all at once, their words laced with resentment. A cold light appeared in Scar’s eyes as he roared, “Shut up, you idiots! Do you know the identity of that young man who spoke to me? “I saved all of you! Not only are you ungrateful, but you’re even looking at me with resentment!” “Boss, who is he?” one of the robbers asked in a weak voice. Scar took a deep breath and said, “Have you heard of the Dark World?”

"I feel like I don't know anything. All this history and even the villains know more than me." Ariadne flops on the bed, the smell of oranges wafting up to her nose. "That's a very simple view." "What?" Victor sighs, laying down beside her, staring up at the ceiling. "There are no heroes and villains. Are you gonna lay that speech on me?" Ariadne shakes her head. "We're also the villains. There are no heroes in our story. We're thugs, all of us. We made our wealth on other people's suffering. That's how we lived."