The Villianess Needs Her Tyrant Mga Nobela at Kwento

With a lot of emotions, I thought of how badly I ached to be with Valen. Villainess Snow approached me with the same dagger, stooping before me. She placed the cold flat titanium metal on my cheek. "You can't fucking die or my plans go to waste." "You….. wicked….. bitch!" I shouted at her, disgusted by her presence and the fact that she had the upper hand. This wasn't right. How could I fall like a damsel to these nimrods? Staggering with ragged breaths, Farrah got to her feet and slowly approached us like a predator.

It was more like an insult that is punishable by execution. They showed their ridicule at her seeing how powerless she is compared to their kingdom. Though it was true that the sovier kingdom is powerless and small compared to them. But it doesn't mean that they can't fight back. After all, it was Alisha the villainous who was ruling the kingdom. Not only is she capable of ruling she was able to tame the wild and powerful man like Macbeth. Who was known as the king of evil in the arena.

Chapter 16: The Demanding Tyrant Amaris flinched at his words, her heart sinking under the weight of his anger. 'So all of this... is solely because of me?' The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, and without thinking, she dropped to the ground, bowing before him. "Your Majesty, my king! Have mercy!" she cried, her voice trembling as she clenched her bloodstained bandaged hands, fearing for the lives of those accused. Alaric flinched at her sudden submission, her plea stirring something deep within him.

"Yes I did." "No wonder you entered a coma. Memory access rituals are not a joke at all." Dustin remarked. "Can i ask you another question Ryder?" the queen asked again. "Yes you can, your highness." Ryder replied wearily. "Since Lily plotted against Ava, a princess of the vampire kingdom. It would be within the rights of the vampires to take revenge on Ava's behalf right?" she asked. Ryder's mouth went dry and for some minutes he couldn't say a thing, the food he was chewing tasted ashy in his mouth. No matter how mad he was at Lily, he couldn't leave her at the mercy of vampires. She would surely die.

Tyler lowered his gaze to take in Vicky's panicked expression, his dark eyes growing cold and distant. He raised his gaze to the disheveled state Valencia was in with a chilling glint in his eyes. "Vicky, I will make you regret ever coming into this world! Capture her and bring her back! Also, call Orion and bring in more people! I refuse to believe that I can't deal with a powerless woman like her!" Valencia screamed. "Tyler!" Vicky's voice trembled. She had fought so hard for this brief window to escape, and if she was captured once again, she would likely get killed.

And I knew without a doubt that she would help as much as possible. "My nanny, Miss Lillian, she might know something about this war. Even if she doesn't, she can probably point us to someone who does. Do you want to talk to her?" I offered. Alpha Evan raised a brow. "She'd help me?" I couldn't help but smirk. "She might, if you ask nicely enough." Now, both his brows raised. "What is that supposed to mean?" "She was my nanny growing up, still kind of is. The woman can be stern as hell when she wants to be, specially when she meets someone new. You'll have to be extremely charming and thoughtful if you want her to help you. Think you can manage that?"

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

He was a rival worthy of her love, too, and so was Giovanni who was working quietly in the shadows. The woman Valerian knew was different from the woman I knew. We both had our share of memories with her. No memories were greater than the other. Both were just as meaningful. I understood it now. “Will you fight your own kin for Alexandra?” Valerian shrugged. “I had already fought Kenneth and his knights. I cannot back out now. I can’t say I’m with you on this because I know you hate my existence just as much as I hate yours. But I can say with absolute certainty that I’m with Cassandra on this.”

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.