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But Camilla, she killed and tormented for her amusement. She did terrible things just because she found it entertaining. That is what is scary: a villain with a clear motive can be somewhat changed. But someone who kills merely for fun isn’t someone who can be trusted. I have heard from my parents about how the people who were considered villains actually thought they were helping the world. Yes, they caused a lot of harm but in their opinions, they really thought they were changing the world. Others believed that you need to burn the world down first so you can build it up.

{Why. “Because I have questions, Roundy. Questions that only the hive mind of bored insomniacs can answer.” {I am literally a super-intelligence bonded to your soul.} “And yet you didn’t come with a search bar.” I angled the camera, snapped a quick mirror selfie (violet eyes, bed hair, silk nightgown slipping off one shoulder), and hit post: New account – need villainess advice ASAP. Transmigrated into a bitchy noble lady who’s supposed to be hated by everyone. Tips to speedrun public enemy #1 without smiling? Serious answers only.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

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

Prince Mathias chuckled, "This is outrageous. Are you really the lady I knew...Estelle? You used to like me, didn't you?" She cringed in disgust, hearing that name coming from his mouth. She used to feel butterflies in her stomach, but not anymore. "Yes, I used to...but what a horrible past that must have been for me..." Well, well, well... seems like it's not so bad to be labeled as a Villainess after all. It's time for her to make her move. Throwing a hateful glance at the crown prince, Lady Vienna turned around. “Leave, I don’t have time to waste.”

She smiled softly at me, her eyes beaming with sincerity, reassuring my doubts and clearing up the negativities in my mind. "... thank you, Joewella" I mumbled while plastering a smile on my face. In this world, Joewella is my first ally. She is the only one Victoria could trust and lean on. Only her. So why do I feel a hidden presence somewhere? Like a rat lurking around the corner. I lifted the scissors inside the kit and impulsively threw it with all my might towards the window, stabbing the oak tree without looking.

But of course, all that was towards, Daisy, the female lead. To Vivanna, however, unlike Ophelia's poisoning tricks, he had been rather extreme. From hiring mercenaries to actual assassins. I mean, of course, Vivanna loved his struggle, and in turn, she punished him as though it was their little game. But Vivanna knew how to control mana, so unlike me, she had the guts to call his assassination attempts foreplay.

"You may have some tricks up your sleeve, but you cannot defeat us all. We are relentless." A defiant smile curved my lips as I locked eyes with Rowland. "Together, we are unstoppable." Drawing upon the depths of my power, I unleashed a surge of dark magic that wasn't noticed, swirling and crackling around my fangs. The energy pulsated through my body, heightening my senses and sharpening my focus. With each strike, my movements became a symphony of precision and strength. As the battle waged on, the villains realized the futility of their efforts. They exchanged wary glances, a silent agreement passing between them. With a final snarl, they turned tail and fled, retreating into the shadows.

The villain who pointed the gun spoke again, "I'll make your hands as deformed as your legs." "You are a useless man," said the other villain. "More like a pathetic man." "Look at you! A baby is even more valuable than you." "Can you do this?" asked one villain while jumping up and down. The action instantly became the laughingstock of the crowd. "Surely no one would want you." "You're such a useless piece of trash. Women would think a thousand times about making you their lover. You'll only be a statue when you play in bed."

"Let us celebrate, everyone here should enjoy the fun, no one amongst us should be left aside, there are enough drinks, drugs, and the best part of it is that there are enough bitches," zoella said as the crowd burst into laughter. "Really? But I haven't seen any bad bitch yet, all I can see here, are flat asses and tight pussies." One of the vampires said, his name is, he is a very dangerous, fearless and wicked sadist, he can kill anybody at any time,