Villain: After Slacking Off The Protagonist Collapse Novels & Stories

Maiden POV: “Are you happy now Villain? Your mate is here, she out of the dungeon. I have her set up in a room. Now get off my back, stop being a cry baby” “If you weren’t a jackass, I would have not been this way. That girl is our mate, and you need to stop being an asshole and claim our mate already.” “I told you a million times, that we don’t need a mate they will weaken us”

- I said wryly. I slowly lowered myself onto my back, leaning my butt against Felipe's side, and gathered up the two books on the floor. As I picked them up, I returned to the position I had been in a few minutes before, her gaze changed to discomfort and before she could pick them up, I purposely dropped them on her foot, drawing laughter from my friends. - You don't know who you're messing with, girl. You want me to be the villain? Fine, I will, just don't ask me to stop, because I really won't." I whispered in her ear and walked into the living room without even picking up mine.

Lucian snarled and drove his elbow into Damien’s jaw, a sickening crack echoing down the alley. Damien collapsed to one knee. Lucian grabbed him by the collar, lifting him slightly. “Touch her again,” Lucian said quietly “and I won’t stop at breaking your bones.” Damien wiped the blood from his mouth and chuckled. “You’re already too late.” Lucian froze. Elara felt the shift, an instinct curling cold in her stomach. Damien rose slowly, eyes fixing on her. “Elara,” he said softly, “you think he’s your savior?”

Besides— “He is a billionaire with everything he wants, perfect body, perfect face, no kids, a wife, and enough stamina for eight rounds in a night. “What exactly needs saving?” The comments exploded. [Holy hell. Villianess’s attack power is maxed out.] [She just says whatever she wants. I’m sweating.] [Eight rounds? Are we serious? Cast me in two episodes please.] [Ugh, this makes me dislike the heroine. Author, please rewrite the romance line.] [Right? She is supposed to be a pure sweet little girl, not a sour grape.] Quincy was stunned speechless. My words seemed to hit a nerve.

Wei:- that your 101 victims, sir now you have to attend the meeting because all those who saw that live stream are scared and some are vomiting, Johan:- I played this game, but in end nobody trusts nobody, only one lie can break the trust of many years human are fools, and people can be manipulated under pressure the picture was blank, her wife did not cheat on him

He regretted ever meeting her and he couldn't care less what happened to her and he hoped to never see her again. Jax had just been an Alpha minding his absolute business with his fiance Ava until he had met Lily who had happened to be his mate. In the euphoria of finding a mate, he had completely abandoned Ava and blindly believed everything Lily said. That had been his mistake, it turned out that Lily, although she was his mate was a very bad person, now he had lost Ava, his dignity and respect and almost lost his pack. "Now, Alpha Jax the only reason we released you was because Ryder vouched for you and told us you wouldn't lie about Lily whereabouts." one of the members of the werewolf c

Jana lowered her head and contemplated about Vivien. "After the COO feature turns off, our Ai will talk less and the data will start to cut off a little. At first I hated it, but in time I realized that as a villain's lackey, it doesn't matter if I search for them or not. The settings and the right conditions will soon lead me to them naturally. By the will of the game itself. When the villains sought for help, the circumstances will lead me to them eventually. However, the villains' as well as the protagonists' role are the vital parts of each mission. They needed to be aware of each others' move. Or else, they would be erased without knowing that the opponent has won the round."

Shit. I looked at my face in the mirror. I still flinch everytime I see these beautiful features. The appearance of this face is so damn beautiful. And I'm a fool who doesn't use Fuschia’s beauty properly. Too bad though. Even in my previous life, I couldn't get a face like this even though I go through plastic surgery many times. In this life, I am determined to use my beauty properly! Villainess is a beautiful and powerful character! I am the villainess in this story, no need to act kind!

--- A subordinate carefully lowered his head. --- "We failed." --- Victor said nothing. --- The silence became unbearable. --- Then finally— --- "Leave." --- The subordinate immediately obeyed. --- The moment the room emptied, Victor's eyes darkened. --- Adrian Blackwell. --- That was becoming a problem. --- A serious problem. --- Because Adrian wasn't supposed to be involved. --- Not yet. --- Victor turned toward the city skyline. --- The game was changing. --- And he disliked unexpected variables. --- Back at Hart Mansion...

Vessa is the only host the pearl has not finished, and she is sitting at the foot of an empty cairn, and the pearl in my chest does not like being looked at by a woman who escaped it. "Why are you sad, Vessa." "Because you are about to do what I did. And I cannot stop you. I am only allowed to warn." "Tell me what you did." She tells me. Without flourish, without the long pauses of Morrigwen, without any of the stagecraft I have come to expect from the dead. She had been refusing food for nine days. The Salt Throne had laid a tax on her village that ate the harvest before the harvest could be eaten by anyone, and Vessa had been sitting in the village square refusing the small meals her siste