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that’s what the rumors say about him. He's sitting elegantly across from her, taking a bite out of his favorite strawberry parfait. This was the strongest knight of the empire. Of course, he was handsome, to say the least. But not for Lady Vienna. She huffed. The famous Villain, Duke Raziel, and the famous crown prince Stalker, Lady Vienna, sitting together calmly in a coffee shop? The sight itself would create an uproar in the city. The lady spoke up. "Speak, why did you call me here?"

The first record and photograph I found of them was when the twins were in their prepubescent years and Bridgette was a toddler, around three or four years old. Third, based on the paintings and a few photographs he has, the late Duke of Ulrich had a feral appearance even when dressed as a nobleman. It’s not surprising given his occult background, but Jasper was the same, albeit more refined and posh. The duke is darker in complexion than his son. His was a reddish-brown color, which reminded me of clay soil or a red-bricked house. He does, however, have the same long, straight hair, high cheekbones, and dark eyes. They’re more alike than Jasper and his twin will ever be.

“I'm going rabbit hunting... Just dig up everything you can find. Leave no stone unturned.” Footnotes: [1] Victorian Era Art / Architecture: Art from this era emphasizes the exquisite, intricate patterns of nature, heavily featuring floral and foliage motifs. This nature-focused detailing became wildly popular in European-style home decor and architecture, creating a highly distinct identity. Victorian aesthetics have been applied to countless homes, buildings, and hotels, maintaining their breathtaking elegance to this day.

I stumbled into the path of a fucking villain. Well, calling it a squad back then was generous. It was just Regis and a silent Class A Beta who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else in the world. I remembered crawling through the high itchy grass, bruised and bleeding, only to look up and see Regis leaning against a thick oak tree, a wicked, lazy smirk on his face. He didn't help me. Of course he didn't. Why would he? He was Regis Nightshade— a bastard, dirtier than the devil himself, who cared about nothing and no one.

“Witchcraft—” “Villainess—” The word struck like a thrown dagger, cutting straight through the noise. Villainess. Seren’s pulse faltered. The System flickered, words slicing across her vision like smug lightning. [New Identity Confirmed: Villainess Omega.] [Directive Initiated: Rule through fear, desire, or both.] The glowing HUD pulsed bright enough that wolves nearest her actually shielded their eyes, mistaking it for divine fire. Kael’s arm around her waist tightened, his low growl silencing the pack. But the damage was already done—the chant had begun. A chant not for her, but against her.

William disclosed. "Just because I am not your son, does that means you should hate me that much?" Bryce shuddered. "Look, I don't have time for you" he pointed to his guard, "Finish him" he hissed ordered and left the scenario laughing darkly. The third part was very brief, it showed Mike bargaining a deal with the underworld don, if though his face was blurred si they couldn't even catch a hint of who he was but Mike face was clearly seen.

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

Before reality caught up to me, Damian’s lips claimed mine in a heated kiss. My eyes widened in shock. Holy moly! The most harmless crybaby stole my first kiss. My mind went blank. In a moment of clarity, I bit down hard, shoved him away, and scrambled for my life. Then came System’s notification once I took shelter at home. [Congratulations on completing the wicked villainess’ storyline. Only thirty minutes remain on the countdown to your return to your world.]

QUINN’S POV I am scrolling down my phone and messages started popping out from our group chat. [Girls! Check this link! Oh my gosh this is so funny!] Ara messaged so I checked on the link and I am redirected to the video. Oh, that is fast. It was Jai’s Ex-boyfriend walking on the street while trying to cover his and it was just so impossible to do that. That’s what he deserves. Actually, this isn’t enough yet for what he has done. The video has a caption, ‘Crazy guy walks in the street, naked’ to whoever uploaded the video, I should give a round of applause. You nailed it, thanks.

Johannes Chevalier looked up at him, tears, blood, and mucus covering his once pretty face. "P-p-lease, I-I'm so-orry," he sputtered through his busted lips. Alexander's face held no sympathy. From a young age, he had been dubbed the Duke of Ice, the moniker had stuck for a reason. He had no empathy for the sniveling human meat bag, only an icy rage. "What are you apologizing for? Stealing from my casino," Slam, "for harassing my staff," Slam, "or for insulting a lovely lady?" Slam.