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Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

It was a face from his past, someone who shared his desire for revenge. "Killian Montgomery," George growled, his voice laced with malice. "It seems fate has brought us together once again. And this time, we will make them pay for what they've done." Killian Montgomery, a malevolent figure driven by his own dark ambitions, stepped into the light. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in the prospect of vengeance. A sinister alliance was formed as the two villains joined forces, their malevolence intertwining like tendrils of darkness.

Her eyes are full of stars in a way that is not metaphorical — there are actual stars in them, pinpricks of cold light that have no business being inside the eyes of a creature that lives at the bottom of an ocean trench. Black veins climb her throat to her jaw. The veins are mine, in nine years, if I am not careful. "My name is Morrigwen, host. I was the first. The Salt Throne was mine. I burned it down. I burned my own children. The pearl made me hungry and I ate everyone I had ever loved and then I ate the kingdom and then I ate the continent and then there was nothing left but the trench it sent me back to. I have been here for eighteen thousand years. I have been waiting to tell someone

The man yelp angrily kicking her towards the others. " Are you okay?" Becky asked worriedly, she was quite worried that the skinny little girl, may died of hit once more time. Nana painful grit her teeth. It was almost like men in this F world one, don't know how to treat a lady gentle. System notification: ( Name: Christopher Zelda Age:??? Setting: Counter fodder Character: Vile and evil. He the father of the emperor and General Adam and also your grandfather.) Nana almost burst in laughter. The villainess grandfather was a human trafficker... Wasn't this world getting confusing by every minute.

The unsuspecting billionaire with a savior complex who had been made a fool of by the wrong woman. They’d latched onto her confession like it was gospel and the truth was that I wasn’t shocked at all. She had given them a villain who they could send all their hate to and they didn’t hesitate in the slightest. “She admitted it herself,” one anchor had said smugly. “She used him.” “She exploited his generosity,” another had added.

Disbelief. One comment from his wife: *My husband is innocent. Someone did this to him. Please, if anyone knows anything, come forward.* I closed the laptop. Pressed my hands to my face. I'd spent two years planning revenge on a monster. But somewhere along the way, I'd become one myself. And the worst part? I wasn't sure I cared anymore. Because Morrison's destruction meant I was safe. Meant Brennan would stop digging. Meant I could keep going. Keep destroying Adrian piece by piece until there was nothing left.

“Right. Okay, so you’ve had shit luck in love. Means your luck will go up now, you know?” “It won't. It's obvious.” “Why would that be obvious?” I snort and look at him like it’s an idiot. “You know.” “Know what?” “Baby, I’m the villain of this story. Don’t you know that the villain is never the main character?” He frowns. “I think you read too much.” “No, it’s true. And the villain’s luck also never goes up, so you know.” I shrug. “There’s probably no point to this.”

With the barrel pressed against his temple, I lean in towards him and whisper, “This is my woman.” I watch as Raven stands completely motionless, the fear in her eyes, well, they are completely lacking. This is definitely a Mafia Princess; she has seen her daddy do this one many times too often. But the fear in this asshole's face is what sends that adrenaline through my veins, and once again, I lean forward, “Take your shit and leave. Next time I see you, I will blow your fucking brains out.” With that, I toss him on the floor and walk away.

I was stunned. " Just who the fuck do you think you are to lay a hand on my precious daughter," a chill went down my spine when Pa's voice boomed. " Oh fuck," murmured Nigel, fear striking his face. He slowly turned as I did and came face to face with no other than Sebastian Vlad Moono, the infamous rogue king. Five rogues in their human form were slightly behind him, all glaring at my ex-boyfriend and the few rogues he came with.

“My defector says the mole’s still active—feeding him our moves.” Marsh, patched up but pale, growled from a stretcher. “We got hit hard—mole’s in deep.” Their victory was a spark, their love a fire, but The Architect’s vendetta and the mole’s betrayal deepened the threat, a blade at their empire’s core. ---