Villainess Hourglass Novels & Stories

A relatively safe, controlled environment to start. Reluctantly, Elara agreed. The process of dressing was an ordeal in itself. Layers of stiff undergarments, a heavy woolen dress in deep emerald green (Vivian Ashworth’s signature color, the memories supplied), laced so tightly Vivian felt her breath constrict. Leather shoes that pinched. Elara fussed with her hair, braiding and pinning it into a severe style that accentuated the sharp angles of her new face. Looking in the mirror again, Vivian saw the villainess fully formed – beautiful, cold, intimidating. It was a mask she desperately needed to learn how to wear, or at least, how to hide behind.

Valeria was a kingdom of breathtaking splendor-a land of rolling emerald hills, sparkling rivers, and a towering castle that pierced the sky like a shard of silver. It was also a kingdom ruled by fear and whispers, much of it attributed to its sharp-tongued, unrelenting, and ruthlessly ambitious princess, Lady Daphne Vasquez.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

Shit. I looked at my face in the mirror. I still flinch everytime I see these beautiful features. The appearance of this face is so damn beautiful. And I'm a fool who doesn't use Fuschia’s beauty properly. Too bad though. Even in my previous life, I couldn't get a face like this even though I go through plastic surgery many times. In this life, I am determined to use my beauty properly! Villainess is a beautiful and powerful character! I am the villainess in this story, no need to act kind!

She was beautiful. Her luscious chestnut hair fell around her shoulders, relaxed. She had gained weight, at least five pounds. The weight took away her sharp edges and scrawny appearance. She looked womanly and healthy. Peering through her veil, she saw the makeup artist’s handiwork. Her skin glowed, her lips had been painted a pale pink, and her eyeshadow matched that pale pink. She actually didn’t have much makeup on. Now that her skin was healthy and the gaunt look had left her, the makeup artist only needed to enhance what was there instead of covering up imperfections.

We get into trouble because a group of girls are being immature that they intentionally block their leg on the way when it’s Quinn’s turn to pass and when she slapped their food on their faces, that was the best revenge but everything just blew up and yeah, we’re all suspended and we have to do the school service. “OH. MY. GOSH! STOP ME!” I am looking at Quinn who just changed clothes using Haillee’s dress and I am literally jaw dropped when I see her. I never seen her in skirts and it makes her beauty glow even more and considering that she’s tall, grr that’s insane! SHE’S SO PRETTY! If I were just a boy, gosh! Stop me! “Quinn! You re breathtakingly gorgeous!” you said it right girl! Hailee

I memorised names, figures, dates, and the specific connections between board members and the companies that had benefited from their decisions during Vivian's absence. Then I got dressed. Maria had made selections the evening before, she had done this without being asked, which told me she had done it for Vivian regularly. I chose a grey suit, perfectly fitted. Dark heels. No jewellery except small, simple earrings. Nothing that sparkled. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. Vivian Salvatore looked back,composed,Unreadable. Dangerous in a particular way. "Good," I said quietly to my reflection.

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.

she said to her. Vasilisa frowned. "Not what?" "Gosh, no wonder she has so many naked women in her grimoire," Cassandra muttered to herself as she hurriedly put on her jacket. "She's a fairytale creep." "Don't ever go without it again." The Czarevna handed the Gracelin dagger back to her. Cassandra took it and fastened it into her belt. She was still trembling, but her face blushed hotly under Vasilisa's piercing stare.

Seeing my reflection in the mirror, the fascinating jewel completed my appearance and made me more breathtaking than I ever had before. Its ornate opal shined gloriously together with its magnificent beads and outlines, matching the elegance of the dress. “Wow!” I whispered as I looked at myself in a daze. I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as Victoria! This lady-- she could get anyone that she wants using this face. Sadly, she hasn't thought about using her brains instead of using her heart for craving desperate love. Now that I’m in this body, I’ll make sure no one will be able to take their eyes off me this evening.