Villainess Have More Fun Mga Nobela at Kwento

Crouching down to his level Damian smirked viciously as he tapped his gun on his chin as if he was thinking. "You know what I forgot about you trying to force her. Thanks for reminding me. Let me tell you a story I read, a novel actually." Damian smiled making the guy in front of him tremble two times. "In a Chinese novel which I read there used to be a villainess. A villainess who's desperate for the main lead. She tried to humiliate, hurt and kill the female lead. When nothing worked she tried to drug the male lead and tried to sleep with him. But we already know that the female lead would never let it happen. As usual the villainess is punished you know how? Guess it."

A thick expression of satisfaction and cunning was clearly carved on her chubby face, wet with lingering steam. “So funny,” Vivienne whispered in a low voice, hoarse yet filled with the arrogance of a queen. She lifted one chubby hand, staring at her soap-covered fingers in the air. “Who would have thought those arrogant monsters could be controlled so easily with just a little physical bait?” Vivienne formed a wide, triumphant smirk at the corner of her lips. Beneath her cold revenge mission to destroy the Vance clan from within, there was one selfish feeling she could not deny deep in her heart that night.

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

“Oh my God! You’re serious! I wish i was there to witness it too …Arghhhh , Of course she would pretend to be fine , that’s what she is best at “ “ I was so excited that it had happened tonight, it was like a clap back but i wasn’t the one clapping , she pulled a mockery stunt at me earlier today “ “Oh! What did she do this time ?” Williams snorted. “she mocked my five-year-old ID picture like she works for Vogue? Yes. Got it right before the party. I was going to clap back tomorrow, but she beat herself to the punch. Destiny has timing.” Valerie laughed so hard she nearly slipped off the couch. “That girl. She thinks she’s the main character.” “She wants to be. But this is our show.” Valeri

It's great fun exercising the intoxicating power of beauty and enjoying the freedom that comes with having no pack or werewolf brothers around to tell you to knock it off. It's mindboggling how many free drinks we get from superficial fellas hoping for one night. I win these vixen games at least half of the time - when the guys at the club want dark and mysterious - and it does wonders for my self-confidence. Felicia and I take no one home, often ending our evenings in a cab, giggling all over each other.

Julian Hart had me move into his basement so he could trample on my dignity whenever he pleased. What he didn’t know was that I had transmigrated from the real world into the novel. When Julian insulted me, I endured it without talking back. When he slapped me, I licked his palm. When his first love stepped on me with her high heel to assert her dominance, I told her that the scent of her perfume reached me before the pain did. A year later, Julian was so disgusted by me that he almost knelt down and begged me to keep my distance from them. But there was no way I was leaving. I hadn’t come to tear them apart. I had come to join them.

The woman sucked on him, then she swallowed his cock in one go, at which point, he realized that villains liked a blowjob and besides, they were good at it. He found out that whoever was inside the circle of villains, there were bisexuals and futanaris if he was correct... They hid the candy. It was Circe, June the Magic, and Morgana, both three were dominant and possessive, they showed interest and when they did, they didn't let go of the bone.

“And we’re yours,” Zia said proudly, linking her arm with mine like we were about to skip into battle. “So if we have to cause a little arson to protect your dignity, then baby—hand me the lighter.” My wolf purred like a demon cat inside me. (I like them. I want to howl with them. We should form a girl gang. We’ll call ourselves The Biters.) “I can’t believe this is real,” I groaned. “One second I’m sparring like a respectable Omega, the next second I’m apparently auditioning to be Lucian’s Luna by dry-humping him in front of toddlers. And now I’m a villain? For winning?!”

Things are going to be different this time, or my name isn't Natasha Mary-Anne Ludwick Nicholai! You made me a villainess by controlling my mind, Dalilah. Now I'll be the villainess of your story! I'll destroy you and that Goddess-damn 3rd Imperial Prince. I'll use my second chance the best I can. You said that we would see each other again in hell, so don't worry, sis, I'll make your wish come true, making your life a living hell. You will pay for what you did, dear sister. This time, things are going to change. I'm going to live for myself and Valerian, and I'll make people see your true colors.