Novel & Cerita The Villainess Reverse Hourglass

Third Person's pov. Her mind must be a grave of unsaid thoughts and those unspoken that are fettered with tribulation. She spent an hour of looking her own reflection through the whole body-sized mirror. A tall woman of more than average of a statue, a lustrous neck length hair with a white fitted wedding gown. Her eyes were sparkling with solitude and her mind was fighting with compatriot. She, who has the power of vengeance will step inside the sacred room to proceed with the rebellion. She wears a lustrous image but she wrote a bloody rhymes inside her mind.

She would then laugh and say, "princess, do you accept defeat now?" The princess all in the name of a game didn't wanted to accept defeat. "I will never accept defeat, only when I am dead" Since then Reine plotted to get rid of the princess, that was how the powerful friendship they shared turned into some kind of game. End of flashback. Reine threw the frame away in anger, causing the screen to break, she gazed at the other frame, it was her and her mother.

" Looked at how fair and smooth her skin it!" " She such an angel! Am pretty sure that the crown prince wouldn't be able to take his eyes of her!" Taika really wanted to roll her eyes at the compliment the set of maids were throwing to her; Despite they were the same people who bullied and insult the previous villainess. She stared at the mirror and couldn't help but admit that the villainess indeed looked gorgeous and beautiful in the sliver glown. The compliment were getting too much that she had to drive the maids out of her room change to her usually light green glown and sit on the swing next to her window.

Then , lady June smiled and welcomed me to their garden. Their garden was full of sunflowers , it's like a field in the villages with dragonflies surrounding it . Their mansion was surrounded by Boston ivy ( a shrub plant) . It's marvelous . I love this cool atmosphere. Then , I saw a angel , that's ORKHIS ANEMONE , the villainess, she has a long , shiny , silky Black hair with her purple eyes sparkles whenever She's excited . her pink lips are fluffy , if I were a male lead , I'll be her slave .

Cybel pleaded and just as Will’s wolf took hold of his sanity Kiah thrust the girl away from her. Seeing her fully exposed Will tackled her to the floor ready to end her life, he saw no hint of hesitation from her, and for the first time in his life, he stilled before his attack. She was ready to die for her cause and Will turned his head just in time to see the vial fall from Cybel’s hand. Will’s senses exploded. The silver liquid permeated the air as it spread on the laminate floor and the whole room felt like it turned to slow motion.

Ava assured her. "okay, you two pick the remaining herbs and come back immediately. Okay?" "okay Helena" they answered in unison. Helena left them and went back to the pack house. Ava and Vivian quickly picked up the remaining herbs and started to make their way back to the pack house. On their way back, they were stopped by a huge burly male werewolf. "hey girlie. I heard you are the bitch who tried to kill our princess. You have got a lot of guts to do something like that" he said with a sneer.

Anderson was quick to recover from her loss. To her, it is always business, reputation and money. Nothing else matters to her. She rarely smile and never laugh, except sarcastic laughs though. Rumour has it that she came from nothing. She has had nothing to lose for so long and now that she is at the top, there is absolutely nothing she can't do to get rid of any threat to what she wants. Some people call her female Pharaoh and some people admire how independent she is and how calm she handles every situation.

If I had been shocked before, it was nothing compared to what I felt as I looked at the beautiful silk gown that sat inside the now open box. Ever so slowly, I fingered the material, loving how soft it felt. Just as slowly, I picked it up, holding it against my body as I looked in the mirror. I realised it was an evening gown, the kind I'd seen displayed in opulent boutiques, but somehow ten times prettier. It was a mermaid style gown with a sweetheart neckline and long sleeves. The sequins on the skirt gave it an ethereal look, almost as if it were meant for an actual mermaid and not me.

The questions gnawed at me, but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand—stopping Emily and Jessica. My daughter’s voice broke through my thoughts. “Turn left here, Auntie Sarah!” she directed, her small finger pointing at the map. Sarah followed her instructions without hesitation, the car weaving through the less crowded back roads. My hands trembled slightly as I applied the last touches of mascara. I took a deep breath, glancing at my reflection in the car mirror. Gone was the scared, broken girl from six years ago. I had transformed myself—physically, mentally, and professionally. I was no longer the weak victim. I was Susan Davidson, the rightful heir to the Davidson Corporation.

“We’re expecting a child.” She smiles warmly, her eyes shining with genuine happiness. “So I heard. Congratulations, by the way.” “Thank you,” I say quietly. She pushes back her sleeves, revealing the faint, glowing inscription of an hourglass, the sand slowly slipping down. Her voice drops to a whisper. “I don’t have much time. There’s something you need to know.” “Go on,” I urge. She leans closer as one of the candles flickers and goes out, casting shadows over her face. “Do you know a person called Cassandra?”