The Villainess Is A Marionette Mga Nobela at Kwento

Roselle's Pov: I look up at the Manor dread filling in my soul I keep telling myself this isn't happening this is a fucking nightmare but as many times as I pinch myself I can't wake up and the man I feel beside me holds evil tendencies and I'm certainly not blind to that at all. "You can't keep me here this is kidnapping!" I yell As I get out of the car, land upon the land for miles where the hell am I? I thought "Technically Roselle it isn't kidnapping seeing as your parents know where you are" Michael replied

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.

I know I can't earn people's trust with just mere words. I straightened my shoulder and looked at them with a smirk. Yes, that's it. Watch me carefully and be astonished on how a pathetic abandoned princess named Victoria carried out the worst revenge Kristania Empire has yet to see.

Not long after, a loud raspy voice vibrates into the room. "Yuan Zi Yan!" Xiu Ying enters the room with two others. A middle aged lady enters the room furiously, followed by an older man. Yuan Zi Yan? What's with the name similarities? I swear I have used these names for my novel before. In fact, I chose that name specifically for the villainess in my story. The beautiful lady from earlier, who I assume is my younger sister, backs up from the scene. After putting on a melancholic expression, she rests besides Xiu Ying.

Deep down, Shanaya knew that her weakness was the source of their contempt, but she refused to acknowledge it. Her false friends poisoned her mind, whispering lies about Naina being the architect of her misery. Shanaya knew it was a deception, but her anger blinded her to the truth. She ran out of reasons to be good. Everyone labeled her a villainess, and Shanaya gradually embraced this identity. She transformed into a true villainess, never intending to harm Naina, but her fury consumed her. She sought to erase herself and her existence, believing that everyone would be happier without her. She knew that she was an unwanted character, a blight on the world.

She is finally dead. “We’ve gotten rid of the bitch,” Dmitri and the others celebrated, and I just stood there. I guess we all misunderstood her. I’m happy we gave her the death she wanted. Moon Goddess, however, is the villain; she is the one ruining the wolves and causing unnecessary wars that are claiming innocents. “You don’t seem happy,” Damien said, standing beside me. I turned to him, looking at the blood on his cheeks, and I smiled. “We will talk about that later,” I said, and he nodded his head.

“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.”

She asked. "Well, my warning applies to everything, not only him," I shrugged. "You know what? It's most likely for someone like Miss Maria to be stabbed in the back. They will pretend to be weak on the outside since Miss Maria is too soft-hearted." After I finished my words, I realized how funny this situation was. A villainess lecturing the heroine about the danger of being too kind. But I just couldn't help but be concerned, especially after what happened today.

“Do not worry, Aunt. I will make sure she is placed where she belongs. Cain must pay. All his loved ones will pay for the lives he took. Ares must be avenged.” Ava allowed herself a satisfied smile. With Midas on her side, her plan was falling into place. Then Midas called a woman standing nearby, dressed like one of the servants. “This is the one,” Midas announced, tone low. “She is called Maera. She is older than most remember and answers to no house. She can break bonds other women cannot touch.” Wilma’s lips curled into a hard smile.

However, the commander had mixed feelings in his eyes. I had worked with people for a long time. I wasn't a sixteen-year-old high schooler. I was a freaking thirty-one-year-old mature and accomplished woman inside the body of a skinny woman who might be in her late teens or early twenties. Aloisia was also young. How did she become a dark sorceress? This world was not kind to the dark magic practitioners. I guess every story needs a villain. But there wasn't just one villain. There were villains. My damn fate was connected to villains.