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A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

I wanted him to see that option instead of preparing himself to get more hits. "I don't think Ellie is Villain X," said Mey, forcing me to put my thoughts on hold. Jess was quick enough to ask the question I was about to ask, "Why?" She lifted one brow, clearly not seeing the reasons. "She looks psycho enough to me." "Yeah, but something feels off," answered Mey, her brows furrowed as she was deep in thought. "Let's try to list down what she has done to us. The first prank was on me, right?"

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.

It would not take long to track him down at all. We looked at the retreating vampire as she stormed from the room, muttering very creative threats and promises under her breath. “She’s actually kind of adorable when she goes into her ‘murder the fucking assholes of the world’ element,” Ziyah cooed before taking a sip of her drink. Kellis and I both lost it at that, deep laughter echoing around the room. Ziyah was not wrong. Imeela was just as terrifying as she was adorable. She took her position as Queen very seriously. One of her people had intentionally harmed an innocent. I would hate to be the asshole when she got her claws ripping through him.

I am not hero or villain, I am me and I decided to stick with you forever, you and Me together forever. ceri:- but everyone want to play the role of hero and villain, you telling me that you want to leave in peace velliam:- everyone want to play but in reality we are human not God and devil. no matter how hard we try we never become them and those want to play and those who get to play, are most unfortunate people because they only going to suffer, lost their real them, become their worst enemy, that why I don't want to become something that not I am, I am arrogant before and I suffer so much because of that

She'd have destroyed me if she were. "Calm down, Theon, and focus," Kellin grits out into my ear. "Don't let her distract you." "As entertaining as this is to listen to, I don't really want to face any witches so let's get this down quickly, shall we?" Farris pipes in, turning to Valencia. "I truly appreciate the help, love. But I just cannot turn down a challenge from an inferior wolf like that. It's not good for my reputation." "This is insane, you can't-"

“If I’m stuck in this world, I’m not living it like some spineless doormat.” The mice blinked at her, bewildered. Sandy—no, Erella—smirked, determination glinting in her eyes. “This story’s going to change. If fate thinks I’ll play the sweet little servant who waits around for magic, it’s got another thing coming.” She looked up, voice firm and resolute. “DARN IT!!! I’d rather be the villainess than this doormat of a heroine!” she cried out in frustration.

The other called my bluff and stepped closer to me, eyeball to eyeball. “Tryna act cool now.” His hands flew towards my waist. I stopped him mid-motion, twisting his fingers. He yelped in response. How hard is it for these alley buffaloes to know I'm no longer a Cinderella? I'm a fucking Lisbeth Salander. I shoved him and sent him landing hard on the floor. “Come let me teach you a lesson.” The rest came at me. I dodged their attacks and, in three attacks from me, knocked them down.

She walked over and looked at me, then sneered, "Are you trying to fake another suicide attempt to make Lucas and Charlie feel sorry for you? Maddison, I've been watching you all day, just waiting for you to pull this stunt again." As she spoke, she turned on the light and picked up a kitchen knife, waving it in front of me. "Guess what Lucas and Charlie will think when they see me cut by this knife in a little while?" I let out a scoff. I had read too many of these manipulative little drama tricks in melodramatic novels. Every time, it would always make me grind my teeth in anger.

I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain. 一 What are you still doing in front of me? 一 I asked and started to leave, but the girl brutally pulled my arm. 一 You attract attention wherever you walk 一 She uttered the words with hatred and squeezed my arm 一 You're going to lose everything 一 She threatened almost spitting and then I smiled evil. 一 Who do you think you are to threaten me? 一 I asked pulling my arm with all my strength. 一 Your worst nightmare 一 He said with hesitation in his voice.