The Villainess Lives Twice Romane & Geschichten

Alpha Evan explained, asking what he wanted to at the end while Miss Lillian listened attentively, clearly willing to help as much as she could. Her brows furrowed as she thought about it. "I do know of a war like that. It was between three werewolf packs, and a witch coven out in the woods. From what I know, they were a bunch of powerful witches, so three packs had joined forces to take them down. They had been performing some sort of magic that had apparently been dangerous according to the surrounding werewolf packs and they had deemed it necessary to bring those witches down," Miss Lillian explained, her frown deepening as she spoke.

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

" she laughed hysterically I was shocked. This person is a woman and she knows me. Who could she be? "Who are you? " I asked. "Your worst nightmare" she snarled. "You are becoming torn in my flesh and seeing you here makes me happy. I will kill you and feed your worthless body to the vultures. " she rushed towards me with her sword aiming for my stomach. I ducked but her shoulder brushed mine and I lost stamina and fell. I sprang back on my feet immediately. I could hear my heart pounding inside my chest, my breath heavy. That was close.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

“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!”

She chuckled and took a sip. "Villains are meant to die so they could leave their happy ending." Good point. "We are the villains in this story, correct? We cause misery because we have been drowning in it. But villains are victims too. We just learn to fight for ourselves." I wanted to defend us but she was right. "What's your name?" I asked her. "Jane."

I just realize I've transmigrated when I heard the name of a few people and remember my previous life. If I am not wrong, this villainess just like any other villainess, I'll die in the future. She did talk about this novel with me but I couldn't remember the whole plot. All I had is a few fragments from my memory of talking with her about this. And my conclusion on every story I heard from her. Therefore, I made three rules for myself to prevent my death. Applying my conclusion this time. First, do not ever change your role. If I am a villainess then I will be a villainess. I don't need to be a saint in the eyes of others. However, I don't need to be a bitch either. Being a reasonable villa

How dare! She's the female protagonist! She can do anything with her halo! Did the villainess plan this?! She smirk inside. Very well! I'll make you pay! To be continued.

All she wants to have a simple life here, but someone is out there, who wants to make things hard for her. " Despite being in a tight position, you must think about her, Marquis! She might have her own reasons. Support her!" Hearing those words from Liliana, it didn't feel like a consolation or hope to see her Beloved support her. It tasted like a bitter mockery from the Female Protagonist to the Villainess, who always appears as a saint and everyone's favorite, and represents Villainess as the Evil here. However, it makes her feel pathetic, to hear the person she cherishes more accidentally when she is passing the kitchen. " For your words, only! I will support her!"

That meant I only had three years left before the tragedy. Am I going to die?! Again? I suppressed a scream. Why couldn't I just be reborn as a baby? How does this reincarnation even work anyway? Why did I become a character in a novel? And a villainess?! I know I wasn't a saint in my past life, but a villainess, really! Do I seem that evil? I scowled at myself. Was that her role now? To die again? I had just died this morning in an accident for God's sake. And now I'm destined to die again. Dead!