Villain Uraraka Novels & Stories

Arric landed with a loud thud, the fear of Mauro's rogue pack was as thick as the canopy of darkness shrouding the grounds. "Shit! It's the Maverick," an unsteady voice murmured. "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill all of you!" Arric said, pointing to Mauro and his men, shielded roundabout now by the other werewolves. "Bold words from a dishonored son!" Mauro yelled, "You are pathetic Arric, marrying the witch who murdered your own father and brother!" Eirika clenched her jaw, aiming her arrows at the bastard, remembering all he made her go through in that cell and that he was part of the team that murdered her pack. And now the bastard was still trying to poison Arric’s mind against h

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

I understood, dimly, somewhere below the planning and the patience and the careful strategic thinking, that it was not enough and had not been enough for a long time and that what I was carrying was no longer something that could be satisfied by coincidences and proximity and the slight unconscious relaxation of his shoulders from twelve meters away. I did not look at that understanding directly. I kept working. The third week of the selection. Twelve days to the Grand Ceremony. The senior selection candidates had settled into something that resembled a social hierarchy within the pavilion — I had pieced this together from the corridor gossip that circulated through the servant network with

Her lips kept moving, but my attention had already shifted to the floating comments that had suddenly appeared in front of me. After quietly observing for a few days, I realized something. I was the only one who could see them. From what I could piece together, this world was actually an ongoing webnovel. And the female lead? Mia Lane. Apparently, she’d bound herself to some kind of “malice system.” Seriously? She actually got to be the main character? I looked at her arrogant expression and felt a wave of disgust… but mostly, it was just ridiculous. I curled my lips into a faint, dismissive smile.

The reflection did the same thing, I dressed backward, gestured hello the reflection repeated the same thing I pinched myself again, The pain was real. The cold child in my arms was real. This wasn't a dream. Did I die and was reborn just like in movies?, but why ?, out of all the series, "Why was I Reborn as the villainess Luna in my favourite serieS? Why me whyyyyy" I touched my face trying to make all these make sense to me, but there was a problem in the show, Luna Mei ling never had a child. Or was it not aired?, I wondered just then. The door burst open. A woman in a maid's uniform rushed in. "Luna mei! You must rest!" She reached out to grab the boy from my arms. I felt a surge of pur

Checking it I found it was him and he had sent me a file. Opening the file I went through everything he had sent and I was stunned. There was no picture though. The program didn't use pictures to safeguard the identity of these werewolves and lycans as much as they could. Karica Wakins; mated to Xynathius Warvine with an off-the-chart Liastronse level. That girl was a lottery ticket. Thanks to our informant we also knew she possessed a red aura, my master would be extremely pleased with the finding.

Camper hailed with a bright smile and ruffled her hair. “Thanks Camper,” she had appreciated as she breathed down. Her huge fear was having a wolf rip her head out from her neck in the tournament. But since it was forbidden, as Verona had earlier told her and now confirmed by Dakar, she was good to go. But why was Ñiraka looking weird and acting weird as they began to fight? She kept growling lowly and looking menacingly at her. Avril would throw a kick and Ñiraka would catch her leg and pierce long fingers into it, leaving Avril groaning and retreating. She could see that those fingers were extremely long and sharp. Ñiraka would smile sideways and Avril would see elongated teeth.

Wan'er grabs Sir Xu by his leg, "Co-Commander Xu.. Wan er's leg.. It hurts. Can you carry me?" Xu Kai announces, "Wan'er seems to be in pain. Wu Lan Jun." "Co-Commander! We were organized into a pair earlier. It's only right if you.." she pitifully murmurs. The healthy bloom in her rosy cheeks gives her an aura of innocence. Xu Kai pretends as if he didn't hear what she said, signaling Wu Lan Jun to carry Wan'er. Imperial Guard Wu glances over to General Li first; General Li returns his stare and opens her mouth to say something but is interrupted.

Iqbal and Reza fall from the sky ready to attack Wira. “I told you, it’s futile.” Wira said transforming into a blob of clear liquid. Iqbal and Reza fall through the blob and collapse. They start screaming in pain. Wira transforms back to his human form and says. “This is what you got for challenging us arrogantly.” Koji and Kartika look in panic seeing Wira slowly approaching them. “Now you know how fearsome Waku-Waku is, right? How pathetic.” Wira said ready to splash the liquid on them.

They were the only ladies who could have hired a killer since they both despised Freya and Ravena. Uncle Sheridan smiled half-heartedly. "Is she a woman?" Really.” Ural raised his chin but refused to look at Uncle Sheridan. "A woman from your pack." "Do you know who she is?" You can recognize her if you see her?" Lucian inquired, perched on the edge of his chair. He wasn't sure he trusted Ural, but if the red had witnessed the shooting—"Yeah, I'd know her." Ural smirked contentedly and twitched his brows. "For a gray, she has one hell of a sweet ass."