The Villainess Is Happy Today Mga Nobela at Kwento

The coarse coral-weave robe of a province I do not recognize, the kind that has not been worn in any kingdom for at least four hundred years. She is sad. The whole of her is sad. The sadness is not new; it is settled, the way a stain is settled in old cloth. "My name is Vessa." "The third host." "You read fast for a young one. Yes." She moves toward me — not by swimming, by appearing closer the way memories appear closer — and she sits, cross-tailed, in the silt at the edge of the seventh cairn. Her hands rest in her lap. The pearl in my chest is uneasy with her in a way it was not uneasy with Morrigwen, and after a second I understand why. The pearl is afraid of Vessa specifically. Vessa su

“Terms? You missed the point. I’m not negotiating, I’m being fair.” “You rule your space, I do here. Grab her,” the man ordered. “Touch her and die. I can make one call that ends right here. I wonder what Lucian will say if you hurt his woman.” Everything went still.

"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!]

May I cross my arms, legs, may I lean back, or may I express my displeasure? I hate it when all the details I say, do, and wear can become a sword that stabs me deeply. I hated making even the smallest mistake in this world because I was afraid that my actions might trigger my bad fate as Fuschia. And I hate being patient with all their bad treatment. 'This world has never been on my side even if I am a good person. I am a villainess in this novel. And a villainess never forgets a grudge,' A brunette-haired lady in a gold blooming dress curtsied. “Good afternoon, Your Highness the Crown Princess. Luna of Aragon greets the little moon of the Drachentia Kingdom. May Lord Drachen blessed your d

A few scattered comments drifted across my vision. [Honestly, the villainess is kind of pitiful…] [Pitiful? Seriously? Are you even seeing what's happening? Of all people, you feel bad for the villainess?] [Tell me about it. The male lead shouldn't have let her off so easily. Maisie clearly wasn't happy.]

“Scarlet, thank you for raising two such outstanding sons for me for years. I’m really pleased with them.” I stormed over, and with rage on my face, I slapped them all in the face. “Cheaters!” When they saw this, the words started popping up like mushrooms after rain. [What’s wrong with the villainess? How dare she hit the protagonists?] [She was just asked to help raise the boy. She’s so petty. As a villainess, she should know her place!] Wendy got worked up and started yelling at me. “Scarlet, you jinx! How dare you hit your own husband?! I’m going to get Steven to divorce you right now!”

Prince Mathias chuckled, "This is outrageous. Are you really the lady I knew...Estelle? You used to like me, didn't you?" She cringed in disgust, hearing that name coming from his mouth. She used to feel butterflies in her stomach, but not anymore. "Yes, I used to...but what a horrible past that must have been for me..." Well, well, well... seems like it's not so bad to be labeled as a Villainess after all. It's time for her to make her move. Throwing a hateful glance at the crown prince, Lady Vienna turned around. “Leave, I don’t have time to waste.”

” Nyssa smirked before chanting the same death spell that killed her mate. “You can’t destroy me, bitch !” Vlad barked. “Well I am. Happy Journey to Hell, you rotten dog. Skadoosh !” Nyssa chimed and that was revenge served best cold !! The ultimate revenge. Now it was chatting time with the villain’s harem of witches. Just couldn’t wait to show those bitches their true place- in the pots of boiling oil in hell !! From the far corner of the pack land, when she heard Zompano’s cries, she knew her husband must be smiling at them right now.

Her powers are getting stronger as she swoops down and grabs Pendleton by the neck. "Now you have nothing but your pathetic dignity. It's time to end you and destroy this fucking town!" "Stop!" I scream before Viola does something evil to her husband. "You have to stop this." "Who are you?" Then froze once she realized. "A witch!" "My name is Alice Von Rozen, the current lord of this land." I present myself with etiquette to try and calm a vengeful spirit like Viola. "The current lord?" "Yes, I know who you are and what this man did to you."

"Vhy do you like the vampire movies so much, My Chocolate Princess?" After taking some calming breaths she looks curiously at me, "Why do you call me, Chocolate Princess?" "Ve all call you something different, and that's what I choose to call you. And because you are My Little Chocolate Princess." She smiles and answers, "Oh ok cool, and because I love villains! And in most of the movies or stories that I've seen or read vampires are the villains." Indeed this is true, "So you like villains?" She smirks, "Yes I do. Why does the good guy have to win all of the time? I think that villains should win sometimes too." She gives a flirty smirk and looks at me through her long lashes, "What do you