The Villainess Shall Be Mine Novels & Stories

I raised my head and stared up at her, "A traitor, a slimy bastard, a naive conniving bitch! Why the fuck are you doing all this?!" She growled in anger and signalled for her henchmen to get in the room. They acted immediately and soon I was being lifted by my arms and held in place before her. "This is not a movie where the pretty victim curses the villain out and demands answers." She smirked at me and took a hold of my face in hers squeezing it hard, "This is where the Villain toys with the victim and throws out the tales to them at their on whim. I call the shots here not you." She bared her teeth extracting her canines, "Dear luna." She added with mockery, "You should watch your tongue

Not long after, a loud raspy voice vibrates into the room. "Yuan Zi Yan!" Xiu Ying enters the room with two others. A middle aged lady enters the room furiously, followed by an older man. Yuan Zi Yan? What's with the name similarities? I swear I have used these names for my novel before. In fact, I chose that name specifically for the villainess in my story. The beautiful lady from earlier, who I assume is my younger sister, backs up from the scene. After putting on a melancholic expression, she rests besides Xiu Ying.

She lets out a gasp when I begin to trail kisses down her neck and tilts her head, burying further into the pillow. Her hands fall to my shoulders with a firm grip. But I don’t stop. Not even for a second. My fingers encircle her hips as my lips slide down to her collarbone like melted butter. Every kiss is an explanation of my desperate love for her. “Zack,” she begins, trying to keep her voice steady. “What do you think might be Marcellus’ next step?” I lift my head and press my forehead against hers. “To kill me?” “Seriously?” A crease forms between her eyebrows.

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.

" I may have have done deeds which are not pardonable but I did everything to get you." " I may have taken so much from you, but I promise to give you a lot more Alexandria" Letting out that caught breath. She speaks with underlying loathe and anger. " Y- ou can't...I can never forget wh-at you did!" " You...you have been a villain in my life Thaneos. You can never be the hero" And he doesn't say anything. Tightening his grip on her waist, enjoying her scent while smiling sadly. " If killing everyone to get you makes me a villain? Then be it little dove"

“Santiago I’ve got you and you must do whatever it takes to have my back.” “Sure,” She nods, retiring to her bed seated propped with a pillow on her back while she studies the boxes of jewelry with puppy eyes. Renewed power bubbles in my chest as I mentally count down before nightfall as I make my way to my designated chambers. “Sheila is Mine. Mine to do as I wish. Soon very soon I’d trap her; she'd have no choice but to do my biddings and look at me with the same passion and love she does to him.” An evil grin spreads across my face. Soon…. Very soon… Mine forever.

But Vanessa charged on without restraint this time, her hands gesturing wildly. “I am sick of this entire family! Your …your, uhm…grand murder keeps trying to invent ways to get rid of me, while your precious Isla walks around pretending she’s the damn Queen of England! I kept to myself, Nate. I minded my business until they forced me to fight back. Remember that!” Her voice had a fresh crack of rage. “And now, I’m the villain? I’m the problem? I’m the snake?” Her hands were flailing in the air. “I’m the one you’re ashamed of?”

And that neglect had festered for years, rotting me from the inside. As I deepened my thoughts, my hands trembled violently. I reached for the glass on the table and smashed it against the edge, watching it shatter into glittering shards. My pulse thundered, and I pressed one jagged piece into my palm until blood welled, thick and crimson. The sting seared me alive, but the pain only sharpened my voice. “People call me the villain,” I hissed, staring at the blood dripping down my wrist, pooling on the floor. “But I am not the villain. I am the reckoning. I am the bitch fate never accounted for.”

But because of an unexpected event that she saw a lady being cornered by the bad guys and she willingly helped only to find that she was tricked and so on Looking at the sleeping beauty - he knew deep inside of him that he was also attracted. But shrugged the thought as he was not yet looking for some romantic partner. He's looking for tools to use in his plans and with that his expression of blushing earlier became emotionless. He averted his gaze from the lady and proceeded to walk ahead seeing that Nigel was already done instructing the other knights "Your report now Nigel," "Yes your highness, I discovered an underground place on the market called 'The Vile Market' it's equivalent to bei

“You’ll have–” “No, fuck that.” He pointed a finger at her, his jaw clenched. “And fuck you, Mia. For giving up on us without even fighting. But I'm going to fight. I won't just give up like you did. Run if you want to, but I’ll find you, and then I'm going to make you mine again. You think you're a bad person? Well, you're about to see who a bad person really is, my beauty. Just like you bring out new sides of me, you've brought out a new side. I’m going to be a bad person now, Mia. I'm going to be a villain if that’s what it’ll take to make you mine again. You might hate me, but I’ll make you love me again.”