Villain Tsuyu Novels & Stories

Some people even photoshopped funeral portraits of her and mailed them to her house. And after everything she’d done, she had pushed herself all the way to the bottom of public opinion. There was nowhere left for her to hide. “Damn, her progress just got wiped to zero. The system has to be furious.” “Is it going to unbind from her? She’s vicious, but honestly kind of dumb.” “One binding per world, right? I’ve never seen what happens when the mission fails.” “Don’t do this, man. This livestream is the only thing getting me through my boring life.”

Still, undeniably, him. I had followed his progress through the fragments of news that reached Ruen. He had fought three wars. Won all three. He had handled an assassination attempt within the palace by executing everyone involved — twelve people including one member of the imperial family — without changing his expression, according to the official report, which I believed entirely. His Aura cultivation had reportedly reached a stage that had no name in current texts because no one his age had reached it before. He was twenty now. I was seventeen. And then: the announcement.

I smirked. “If you say God.” Takashi scoffed. “Nope. Scarier and a hell of a lot sexier. My wife, Yūri. She already wants you dead, and that was just a shot to my arm. You kill me, you are going to get your heads removed slowly and her Kitsune card shoved down your severed neck.” I smirked.

I smirk, pulling up the sleeve of my shirt. ___________________________ The Villain It's Zain we meet at the bottom of our driveway the next morning, a smile stretching across his face like Cheshire. Freya stops beside me on the edge of the curb and cocks her head to the side. "Why is your face doing that?" He blinked, "Doing what?" Her finger did a circular motion towards his face. "That creepy thing with your mouth. It's freaking me out. You look like you came here to touch kids."

W-Why is her eye twitching like that? "Co-Commander Xu.. You're back again," she whispers softly as twirls her dress around. Sir Xu stoically replies, "Yes. We are back on a mission." Scholar Li introduces the little lady, "For those who don't know, this is my little sister, Wan'er. She is a disciple of the Master Herbalist here. Wan'er, this is General Li, the Tenth Prince Rong Yi, and Miss Yuan Zi Yan. We are all on a critical mission at the moment. Is the Master Herbalist here?"

I turned around to stare directly into his eyes, which looked cryptic under the dim light. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I am not Annika Summers. I am Vivian Cunningham, your wife. Remember?" I said sarcastically before running out of the closet. I did my best to hold back my tears and not cry in front of him, but my emotional armor shattered as soon as I rushed into the room and locked myself inside. It was just a mistake, a drunken mistake. Nothing else. What did I expect? Of course, he's still in love with his little bird. Of course, he didn't want me.