The Villainess Needs A Tyrant Novels & Stories

I said, not wanting to give in to his condition. Because I knew he would want to talk about the twins, and I was far from ready for that. I couldn’t… I couldn’t lose them to Gallahan. The same Gallahan who still ruthlessly tortured humans in the dungeons of his father’s castle under the pretext that the captured were all heartless creature hunters. The same Gallahan who still thought bloody violence was the best kind of justice to serve. Just thinking of my sweet Calisto and Gillian growing up around and near such brutal cruelty made my blood curdle.

"They just want to supress you... This curse that they all are talking about is a lie. It's just a excuse to make your life hell... They want to hurt you just like they did to your mother... Poor Eliana, they killed her when she was unarmed." Valerina looked at him confused. "Then what do you want from me?" He smirked. "I just want you to know the truth... Those people are evil... Augustus is evil and there is no darkness like Serenity, look what she did... She is not worthy of those powers... We need to fight with them. You have to avenge your mother's murder." "How?" She asked. "You are weak now... I don't want to risk your life but you can help me to allure them in this trap... Once I tra

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

“Not because he's trying to claim what's mine. But because every knee bends to him. Because they worship a tyrant who has spilled more blood than I ever dreamed. He wears ruthlessness like a crown, and still, they call him lord.” Lilith prowled closer, her heels crunching glass, her red gown trailing like a ribbon of flame. She circled him slowly, her nails grazing the air near his shoulders as though she wanted to dig them into his skin. “You wanted his throne,” she purred, her voice low, intimate. “You wanted the world to bow at your feet instead.” His jaw clenched. “I challenged him once. The fool in me thought strength was enough.” Her smirk widened as she dragged a talon across his ches

Such disgusting people but I can't deny the fact that they didn't enjoy such feelings' He thought as he laid his whole body on his bed breathing calmly after his lust had already evaporated. He never expected that such a thing would occur. He didn’t expected to see something unusual that will make him be addicted to the feeling more and more. Moreover, his decision of being a tyrant was finalized the moment he saw such a scenario 'If I was a tyrant then I can also have girls that I wanted to have s*x with'

Miss Stacy said ,she was their English teacher . Diniel made a little curtsey and smiled at the class . " Hope we all get along " she said still smiling and everyone welcomed her . 'Tch ,the author is really something else , she just had to make the female lead the pretty ,pure ,smart and innocent looking one with straight body like a pole and make the Villianess the beauty , stupid and sexy looking one , how exactly is that fair ' Jade lamented inwardly . Diniel then took her sit which was directly in front of Winter then the teacher turned to Winter.

Useless fools who don't deserve to live! I always knew she wasn't simple, ordinary girl. There must be something else. And guess what? That slut was the heiress of the Valler organization, her brother the most powerful man alive. Tsk. They just had to make things even more complicated. But I will never give up, I will never admit defeat, I will never bow down to that Valler wench! I'll suck my blood and dry my bones until the moment I lay my eyes on the devil dragging her to hell. Give up my glory? Hah! OVER. MY. DEAD. BODY.

Fear seeped through my pores, and I began to tremble. “I always knew you were evil. I never liked you from the very first day I met you,” I spat, filled with irritation and fright. “Did you actually come for an ally, or was it part of the plan to warm your way into his bed and heart, just to take the throne?” “You are not as dumb as he paints you to be,” she shrugged. “I am willing to give you a chance. Would you join me so we can overthrow Tyris, or would you like to stand by him and die with him?”

“Still crying victim after all these centuries.” She crossed her arms loosely and tapped her chin as if trying to recall a memory, her tone suddenly playful in a way that only made the moment more terrifying. “Let’s see… who was the tyrant queen who turned her people into monsters? Who bathed her hands in blood and turned innocent souls into dark sorcerers, all to feed her own ego?” Her eyes hardened like ice. “Oh, right. You.” Gothel’s jaw tightened, her knuckles whitening around the hilt of the blade. Her smoky eyes burned with rage.

But it is still okay, beside who doesn't want a body that have smooth and soft fair skin. Adding her Goddess look and a cute face when surprise like a toddler. It is a shame the original owner of the body that she possess uses her looks to bully the heroine. But anyways, it only made them close together and she being the supporting villainess got killed by the hands of the Emperor, the main villainess. And cause havoc when the female lead reject him for the male lead. Because of his system eating vinegar, half of the Empire go blown away by his Thunderstorm along with his Dark magic.