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, she finished her words, licking the blood oozing out from the cut she created. “I did. Not until that horrid nullifier altered your personality. It seems like you’re the one who’s got zero ideas on your own self. Checkmate, Vista”, Zhackary again smirked at her, feeling the tip of superiority over the woman in camo. Checkmate indeed. As the young lady attempted to give the man her reply, a loud bang coming from the northeast began startling all of them— lurid rings indicate the beginning of the Utopians’ reprisal.

Ever since he started cheating, she hasn't let him touch her. [Okay, I owe the villainess an apology. I was rooting for her to get HIV earlier.] Three days later, a test report arrived from the hospital. I opened it and gave it a casual glance. I sent Vivian a message. "It's time." Vivian replied with an "OK" emoji almost instantly. The floating comments erupted. [IT'S HAPPENING!!! THE TRAP IS FINALLY SNAPPING SHUT!!!] [The male lead's already setting up his confession. He still thinks he's getting away with everything. Just wait until reality hits him!]

The villainous wolf had proven to be a formidable adversary, his cunning and ferocity matched only by his desire to see Terrasia crumble. The odds seemed insurmountable as George's relentless attacks pushed Tiffany to her limits. Her body ached, her muscles protested, but she refused to yield. The memory of her parents and her newfound awakening fueled her resolve, urging her to fight on despite the overwhelming odds. Beside her, Hailey and Lilian fought valiantly, their strength waning with every passing moment. The girls, once unified and confident, now faced the grim reality of defeat. Their spirits flickered like dying embers, threatened to be extinguished by George's malevolence.

"I don't care what you think! He’s meant to be a powerful Alpha King, the father of my future children. Mine! He was destined to unite all the shifters under his banner, with me by his side. And then you—you came along and took what’s mine! Now, the world is too small for the both of us, you slut. But when I prove that I’m stronger—when I finally put you down—the Alpha King won’t be obsessed with you anymore. He’ll come back to me. He’ll make me his queen again." "Villains also have the right to fall in love, don’t they?" I murmured, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "But the thing about villains is, they always get their panties in a twist and blame someone else for their failed love stories.

Serena thinks of the article. Of her mother’s name dragged back into relevance like it never left. Of Lucian, in the half-light, saying this is solvable. Of the cameras outside, hungry for something simple enough to consume. Then she says, very calmly: “They want a villain.” A pause. Her gaze hardens, something cold and deliberate settling into place. “Let’s give them one they can’t control.” And somewhere, in another part of the city, Aiden Wolfe waits—unaware, perhaps, or entirely aware—that he is about to become part of a story that was never really about him.

“No. No way, absolutely not.” I sat straight up in bed, staring at the last page. Seraphina was dead. The main girl, who had survived forty chapters of poison, palace drama, and people who were trying to stab her in the back, was gone. And she died because the man who promised to keep her safe picked his crown over her. Adrian, the Alpha King, had just stood there and watched her bleed, all because of some prophecy he claimed he couldn’t fight. I flipped back through the book, looking for a missing page, a typo, anything that would prove I had read the ending wrong.

Before long, her breathing, soft and steady, told him she'd slipped off to sleep. Useless. Victor Sorkin stared out over the Pacific Ocean in the dark of the moonless night. Slater was utterly useless. He'd made excuse after excuse for not finding the girl. And things were going downhill fast. The arms deal had gone to the group in Las Vegas. Revenue was down, and Victor couldn't shake the feeling that someone among his most trusted associates was skimming off the top before he or she paid their share. I need my good luck charm. He grimaced. At least until things turn around. Maybe I've kept her too long as it is. He pondered that idea for a moment.

I took out my phone and read it again as though it was the first time I was reading it. “Vale CEO, Syrus Vale, broke things off with his wife, Vivian, after a few years together and shortly after that, Vivian was seen sneaking into the apartment of her lover where she spent the entire night, up till this morning. It may seem that the handsome CEO dumped Vivian when he discovered that she was an unfaithful wife, because what woman sneaks into her lover’s house at dusk, barely a month after her divorce? This is why men like Syrus deserve women like Georgia who are focused, driven, talented, and after their own money, because such women would never cheat on a good man when she finds one. Accord

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’

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.