The Villainess Shall Be Mine Novels & Stories

The villagers wept inside their huts as my cold gaze was unleashed. No one was going to leave the village alive as long as I stood. "Ruby Vermillion. The Scarletflame Assassin. The Red Riding Hood of Hezel." "The woman who’s going to feed on your bones," I continued his sentence and smiled. "The woman who can tumble you down." "You will not shun me down, darling. I have Mally on my side. He will squish you in a leap." "And I will disarm with a blink."

Colder. “Because everyone in this family plays games, Aiden. Oliver plays the perfect prince. Cheryl plays the dutiful bride. But I don’t pretend. I’m the villain, remember? I’ve always been the bitch with the sharp tongue and the sharper heels. At least when I hurt people, I’m honest about it. And right now, I think you and I could really benefit from each other” I blinked, caught off-guard by the sudden crack in her voice. She stood, brushing invisible lint from her dress. “But even villains have motives. And maybe I’m just tired of always losing to my golden twin.”

She was about to shoot way past that goal marker and she didn’t think she was ready. You’ll never be anything more than a common whore. His caustic voice ripped through her thoughts. She knew Claiborne thought of her as collateral. A tool to keep the rambunctious crown prince and the esteemed duchess in line. Here she was getting nervous and almost excited about being a duchess. He was right, wasn’t he? She was just a common whore up for sale.

I clenched my jaw, forcing the sound down. “What do you want me to do?” I asked. Her smile returned. “When the time comes, I’ll call for you again. Until then… stay close to your Tsar. Keep him comfortable. Keep him blind.” She leaned in, whispering, “And if you get lonely… remind him that the other girl’s blood still stains your claws.” Tears burned behind my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I had chosen this path. And if Fate wanted me to be the villain, then so be it.

“Instead of them thinking you’ve been kidnapped, they’ll now believe you’re the villain!” What? What is she even talking about? Kidnap? Villain? This is insane. She’s been spouting off about her master plan, throwing around words like "kidnap" and "villain" as if we're in some kind of crime fiction. Her wild eyes and manic grin make her look even more unhinged. My mind races, trying to make sense of her madness. Why is she doing this? What does she want from me?

"Greetings to all pack members, before I begin, I would like to call out Vero, Sam, Jennie and Hannah" The four girls stood up and walked out to stand on the podium facing the pack. "in fireblood pack, we punish prisoners by making them work in the mines or making them serve as concubines or servants to high ranking pack members. A few days ago, I brought back a female prisoner who was guilty of assaulting Lily, my little sister back from creekwood pack. This prisoner is under my jurisdiction and I have the right to punish her as I please. I am going to say this just this once, anybody who hurts Ava in this pack will be severely dealt with. I would assume that such a person wants to challeng

she said beckoning on her daughter. "I'd be sending you to the planet Earth. You need to bring back our goddess. Alvandia has done their worst. The curse is getting strong with each passing day. We need the goddess, she's the Antidote to this curse " The priestess Said in a breathe, When a messenger ran in.

If I could get most of the nobles on my side… maybe we could win. “Fine,” I sighed, sitting back down on the plush couch. Lackeys, a dark, isolated base, a throne, and soon enough, an army… I’ve become a proper villainess. “Although I strongly believe that we should prioritize peaceful methods. We should only consider rebellion-slash-invasion as a last resort. I am not interested in ruling an empire devastated by war.” Some of them expressed discontent with what I said. “And there’s something you forget…” I pressed a palm on my forehead. “I have no claim on the Volfenheim throne. I am only sent here as a consort.”

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.