The Villainess Turns The Hourglass Wiki Novels & Stories

Before reality caught up to me, Damian’s lips claimed mine in a heated kiss. My eyes widened in shock. Holy moly! The most harmless crybaby stole my first kiss. My mind went blank. In a moment of clarity, I bit down hard, shoved him away, and scrambled for my life. Then came System’s notification once I took shelter at home. [Congratulations on completing the wicked villainess’ storyline. Only thirty minutes remain on the countdown to your return to your world.]

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

When I didn't say anything for a while, he warned, "Don't make me repeat myself, kitten. And look at me when you're talking to me." My eyes moved to his face of their own accord, as if I couldn't quite help but follow his orders now that he'd given me one. "When I was about to be of age to be able to shift, they locked me up and weakened me with silver and wolfsbane for weeks until I became so weak that I couldn't shift even if I tried," I finally admitted, lowering my eyes somewhere in the middle, not wanting to see the pity that would surely be there upon hearing my story.

The other time, I almost ingested poison from picking up a fruit around the garden, thankfully, Joewella was there to stop me. I couldn't help but slump my head on the table as I groaned in frustration. I think Victoria survived all these years because of Joewella. I stared at the woman who is cheerfully humming as she swept the dried leaves off the ground. I bet she's not an ordinary maid, no one could detect a bomb unless they know much about it. A smirk played on my lips as I sat back. I don't care about her secrets, as long as she won't stab me from the back, I would call her my ally.

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.

Seething with rage, the young woman stormed into the room where she kept all her Thamnithi-related merchandise and began destroying it all in a blind, vengeful fury. Her mind raced as she plotted how to pack up and funnel her assets elsewhere, especially the hidden stacks of cash. She desperately needed to find a new stash house. Right now, the person she hated more than anyone else in the world was Kajarin. An ugly, brilliant idea sparked in Bellie’s mind. She held a mountain of damaging information regarding Kajarin right in the palm of her hand. "You two love each other that much? Fine. Let me help you along."

Jenna worked on the ring while Crimson struggled with the hourglass. “HURRY!” Elektris was hissing way more viciously than even the Gorgon sisters. The hourglass that was the Okulus had started to slip. Crimson pulled on hard. Jenna was not having any luck with Reign. The ring stuck onto the goddess's finger like glue. But the Okulus, it was sliding slowly and ever so slightly off of her arm. Sounds came from ahead of them and the faces of Andrews, Susan, Cassie, started coming into view until they were all almost there. They could take turns taking it off.

She lost it immediately and I ran after her. But a lady stopped me so I punched her and flick my wand to her and perfect timing Hella hit her too. “You can have the brat.” She said and I ran to her. When I reached the room where she was her stare greeted me but I instantly cast a spell to make a barrier. At my last flick, it did hit her and her body turned into an hourglass. ‘I want to keep her,’ no one could turn her back but me. I went out and saw Hell sitting on the wrecked couch.

The Villain I'm wiping down the counter at the diner when all chatter ceases expeditiously. I look up to find the reason for the lack of breath from most of the patrons standing at the doorway, angry green eyes fixed on me. I unconsciously gulped as he stalked closer, eyes narrowed. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I looked around, every eye in the diner was fasten on us. "Um.. no?" I said unsurely. He came up to the counter, his arms flexing under his shirt as he grips the marble. "We made a deal, princess. Don't tell me you go back on your promises."

The Devil and his queen. And Isabella... Isabella was the villain in the shadows, plotting their downfall. "You're staring," Catarina said quietly beside her. "I know." Isabella forced herself to look away. "I can't help it." "You could still change your mind. Walk away. Leave the vial in your clutch and just... let it go." "I can't." "You mean you won't." Isabella didn't respond. Across the room, Dimitri leaned down to whisper something in Eve's ear. She laughed, bright and genuine, and the sound carried across the ballroom like music.