Though I Am An Inept Villainess Novels & Stories

"The problem is I am not Matthan. I am not a man." "How did you know?" He stiffened. I smiled coyly. "You told me while you are drunk and high, Remember?" "So what happens now? Are you going to out me to the entire pack?" As a child, I had always wondered why the Villains in fairytales were painted as nothing but selfish demons. If anyone saw the game I was forced to play now, they would tag me as one but I was nothing of the sort. My hand had only been forced. I was simply a woman fighting for what she deserved. "I'm not a monster Declan but I do have my demands if my mouth is going to be sealed shut."

one two three four five The layman would despise her for her incompetence and the video essayist would endlessly critique her lack of drive, lack of threat, lack of character writing, wasted potential, flawed foundations, and an endless list of other things that she could be called out for, decried by fans as an unrealistic depiction as a female character and ultimately be used in fanfiction as a comedic relief villain who would be shit on endlessly. one two three four five She was not capable enough to carry out all that she had been given.

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?”

I asked, trying to hide the annoyance from my voice. “Who am I? Tch! Only fools don't know who I am.” She chuckled and the two other minions beside her also laughed. “And who do you think you're for me to know? King Charles III of England? Stop being stupidly ridiculous!” I fired back at her with a nonchalant look. Her brows pulled together as she stood up from the bed and pointed her fingers at me. “How dare you!?” She screamed. “How dare I? You're just someone insignificant trying to be significant by stepping on me but news flash…” I snapped my fingers in front of her face, “I am not a stepping stone.”

That's what they all believed. It was reasonable for them to think that way. A spoiled wealthy girl and a naive innocent one. Who was the villain? Apparently, no one was on my side. People believe what they want to believe, and I was the one who got their anger. That was that. They couldn't be changed. But I did hold some grievances. I was pissed not because everyone hated me, but because of Annika Summers, the girl with an innocent face I used to take as my best friend.

Two of them didn't understand of what I was capable of… I memorized their names and mentioned Melisa about them. I guessed I could easily turned into the villainess she wanted me to. I wasn't a vengeful person, but if I were really in charge of some company department I wouldn't like to work along people with such low level of intelligence… “Ana, you are turning into an evil witch!” I thought not knowing whether it was a good thing, or a bad thing.

“Tell me, Izana, do you think of me as a villain too?” “Who told you that you’re a villain?” Izana’s voice sharpened. Realizing that he was scaring after seeing her flinch, his gentle voice came back and there was a hint of apology in it: “Whoever said that, they are the villain. They can prosecute you as if they are standing in the high ground. They don’t know what you’ve been through. You are a strong sweet girl who still gives sunshine to others even when darkness tried their hardest to cling to you. They just don’t know you…”

“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.”

she sneered and I just felt useless and hopeless at that moment. I'm a pawn in her sick game. I finally came to the conclusion that that bitch is a two faced jealousy eaten wicked she-devil. She's fooled Ella and everyone for so many years acting like the award winning best friend when she wasn't.

Her years of experience had taught her to discern between genuine kindness and ulterior motives. "Why is it that everyone dislikes me here? Am I some kind of curse or am I just considered ugly?" she inquired, her spirit heavy with melancholy. The reasons for her being the most despised individual within these confines remained an enigma to her. "No, my dear," came the reassuring response. "You are not a curse, nor are you ugly. In fact, you possess the most exquisite and untainted soul among us. They fail to grasp the true worth of your presence. They search for riches while a diamond gleams right before them." The statement, though poignant, held an undeniable truth. Amelia wasn't without h