The Villainess Wants To Die Novels & Stories

I hope she survives. [Look for the villain! He wants to protect her so eagerly!] [I don't dare to watch this at all! The killing is too cruel! Even if he had a grudge against the side character, he didn't need to make it so creepy, right?] [Haha! We're in beta testing. Surely there'd be bugs.] [The villain is at his home, which is close to the hospital. If only she could go and ask him for help.] [If only she could send him a message. He would surely be able to save her!]

” Nyssa smirked before chanting the same death spell that killed her mate. “You can’t destroy me, bitch !” Vlad barked. “Well I am. Happy Journey to Hell, you rotten dog. Skadoosh !” Nyssa chimed and that was revenge served best cold !! The ultimate revenge. Now it was chatting time with the villain’s harem of witches. Just couldn’t wait to show those bitches their true place- in the pots of boiling oil in hell !! From the far corner of the pack land, when she heard Zompano’s cries, she knew her husband must be smiling at them right now.

I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain. 一 What are you still doing in front of me? 一 I asked and started to leave, but the girl brutally pulled my arm. 一 You attract attention wherever you walk 一 She uttered the words with hatred and squeezed my arm 一 You're going to lose everything 一 She threatened almost spitting and then I smiled evil. 一 Who do you think you are to threaten me? 一 I asked pulling my arm with all my strength. 一 Your worst nightmare 一 He said with hesitation in his voice.

But unfortunately, she couldn't because she was dead. "They betrayed me," Carmen spat, her voice trembling with rage. "My husband. My best friend. They left me to die like I was nothing. They...they killed me." Nyx tilted her head, her expression contemplative. "You seek revenge, yet you are powerless in this state. What would you give to make them pay?" "Anything," Carmen said without hesitation, keeping her voice steady. "I'll give anything." Nyx's eyes gleamed, a faint sinister smile curving her lips. "Be careful what you wish for, mortal. Vengeance comes at a price."

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.

Reaches for her robes. Whatever this is — these fragments, these deaths, this sentence written into her soul before she was born — she will not spend another seventeen years simply enduring it. The clan elders have decided this will be the year she sees the outside world. Her debut. The great revealing. The Hidden Daughter of Vaelith, finally presented to a world that has mostly stopped believing she exists. She pulls her collar straight. Adjusts the silver clasp at her shoulder. Catches her own reflection in the dark window glass — pale and still and, in the absence of careful expression, briefly, terribly tired.

If she thought I was going to give her a weapon to make it easy then she must be one crazy witch. “Maybe I shouldn’t have saved you. It would’ve been way easier leaving you to fall to your death, I would’ve taken the daggers either way.” She paused like she was giving it some thought. “The only thing I would have to deal with is clawing through blood, skin, and whatever remained of your shattered body. But I can assure you, stealing from dead people is not my favorite pastime.” This Bitch. “Thank you for coming, I was wondering when your next visit would be.” A female voice said, Nazeera and I turned in the direction of the voice in an instant.

Inside, instead of contracts, there was a phone. A message blinked on the screen: “You can’t protect her from what she’s about to learn.” — V. VANESSA’S POV They always thought I was the villain. Maybe I am. But villains don’t burn without reason. The fire at Enzo’s mansion was never meant to kill him. It was meant to expose him. He was the reason my mother died. The reason I grew up in shadows, whispering prayers that no one answered. He called it justice. I called it blood.

Just then, I can't help but smile bitterly. I am so helpless. All this time, I pretended that I am strong and everything are doing well but in truth, I am not fine. The truth is, I still wanted to be close with him. I still wanted to keep the affection I have for him But... What choice do I have. I am juat a villainess who's meant to die. Whether I treasure the male lead as my best friend or more than that, nothing will happen no matter how much I give some effort. Because in the end, a vilainess like me is meant to die at the hands of the protagonists.

“I’m asking you to remind him what fear feels like. To remind Max that perfection cracks when you press too hard.” A pause. “Besides, isn’t there still part of you that wants her to suffer? Just a little? You can also get rid of her at the same time. And then Max will be completely yours. I already told you before that he most likely loves you back. So Gianna is the villain that should die.” The room went still. For a heartbeat, I couldn’t tell if she was speaking or if the thought had already been in my head, waiting for her to give it voice.