Novel & Cerita The Villainess Lives Twice

She almost laughed. So this is how it ends the second time? A sharp tone echoed in her mind. [DING.] She froze. A translucent screen flickered into existence. [VILLAINESS SURVIVAL SYSTEM ACTIVATED] HOST: ELENA VALE ROLE: VILLAINESS SURVIVAL RATE: 3% Elena stared blankly. “…What the hell is this?” [MISSION: AVOID DEATH ENDING.] Her throat tightened. “I already died once,” she whispered. “You want me to do it again properly?”

He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads . ' oh so it was that guy , he's way better than that idíót fiance of mine , let's go see how he looks like ' she thought before leaving the principal's office . She preferred him over the male lead ,a million times . At least he wasn't an hypocrite. There's nothing anyone can tell her that would make her like that Lance. He was the one who turned Jade into a Villian. The moment she went out ,she was ambushed by Lilith who was growing impatient already .

Perhaps it was due to her instincts as the villainess of the story, but from the moment she saw this woman, she hated her from the bottom of her heart. She had a face that was completely different from hers. Meanwhile, the model husband in other people’s eyes and the person who once loved her the most was holding this woman’s hand and even hugging her while working. They acted as if no one else existed. They interacted with such intimacy that it seemed as if they had been together for years, even though a year ago, my father had badmouthed this woman with her in the middle of the night. They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innoc

Unpredictability could be dangerous. She turned back to the bleak garden, the weight of the castle, the title, the terrible fate, pressing down on her. She was Vivian Ashworth, the villainess. Prince Alexander arrived tomorrow. Her brother was plotting. The heroine was nearby. And she had no idea what schemes were already in play.

It was all she wanted and she would achieve it even if it meant becoming a villain in the end. But from what Anna had learned in her past life, if one doesn't become a villain, one should be ready for death. And since she wasn’t ready to die a second time at the hands of the same person, she needed to become a villain. Survival was her priority and she would do anything at the moment to stay alive.

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.

She was way below his status, but King Kaige was madly in love with her -- or so, the story went. Dante had witnessed it many times in many versions of the story in the book. After the awareness had found him, his memories also returned to him. He remembered how many times he had killed Savina or Kaige Jin. There were times when Aloisia killed Kaige and then, there were also times when Aloisia killed him. Aloisia was the villain of this novel and she was as fictional as she could be. It was the same for Viessa.

"Liam, stop. That is too much. Look at her. She is broken." "She should be broken!" Liam shouted. He looked at Lovely and then back at me. "She wants to talk about suffering? She gets to live. She gets to have a friend like you. She gets to have a house. Sarah has a grave to visit. I have a memory of a wife that never really existed. Maya isn't the victim here. She is the architect of this whole nightmare." I stayed on my knees, my head touching the carpet. The physical pain of being on the floor was nothing compared to the words he was throwing at me. He was making sure I felt every ounce of the fire I had started.

"Did y​ou e‍n​joy your l⁠itt​le​ victory? It‍’s a sha⁠me it⁠’s almost ov‍e‍r." "Vale​ri‍e?​" I a‌sked, m​y voice​ t‌rembling.⁠ "Val‍erie is the name of a dead girl," she s‍aid, her smile shar‍p as a knife⁠. "I go by V now. And I’v‌e come to t‌ake‌ back​ the life y⁠ou stole​ fro‌m me. Twice." She put the car in gear. "Go home, Vivian. Hug your‌ husband.⁠ Kiss y‍our baby. Bec‍ause by tomorrow, th‌ey won't be y⁠ours anymore."

She had been hiding there, listening, and now she was coming closer. “I will not be threatened, werewolf,” she said. She was a thin older woman, petite. Waifish. A strong breeze could knock her over. In another life, perhaps I would have admired her strength, but that was impossible to do in this one, when she had used that strength for personal gain and corruption. She could have been a leader. Instead, she chose to be a villain. “I don’t know why you would want to hunt me down, anyway,” Adelaide said. “I act only out of love for my niece, poor Vanessa. Her life was tragically cut short, and an imposter took her place. Tell me what a grieving aunt is supposed to think.”