روايات وقصص ضمن Villainess In Love

The comments erupted again. [That’s the villainess. What is she doing here?] [We’re doomed. She’s definitely going to help her get the abortion. After all, the female lead only gets into the Cooper family because of those kids.] [The plot’s completely falling apart. There’s no saving this story now.] I stared blankly at the woman they called the villainess. Was she really that cruel? In the original story, she was the male lead’s childhood friend, the girl who had grown up beside him, and the one bound to him by an arranged engagement.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

“You are so mean. You left without a trace and came back without a word.” Duh. I was the malicious villainess. The title said it all. “Willow.” “What?” I blurted. He leaned in, his dark eyes sparking with amusement. “Give me a kiss, and I’ll keep my mouth shut in front of your folks.” It did not make sense at all. I was shocked, to say the least. Even an honest guy like Maddox was pulling a Damian. I asked in confusion, “Maddox, are you secretly a masochist? Don’t tell me you developed a bond with me, your abuser?”

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

She mumbled under her breath. The scene she was reading was when the villain of that story finally ended her own life. She had a fallout with the male lead, who was then her former fiancé before the main characters met each other. Due to the burning jealousy and hatred the villainess felt in her heart, she ended her own life. She knows she's better off dead than to see her man with somebody else. Anyway, she had done her best to be deserving of him but he had not looked in her way even once. In those eyes contained only the cunning female lead – there was no one else.

“I told you a million times, that we don’t need a mate they will weaken us” “Speak for yourself, your problem is that you are miserable why should I suffer because of you?’ “Are we really going there Villain? After all the bullshit that we had to endure” “What do you want me to say? I know that our life been shitty, but you cannot use that as an excuse. The moon goddess brought her to us, and now we can love and cherish our mate. I’m begging you Maiden please don’t let our past be the reason for not having happiness” Villain said going back into my mind.

He was hard again. I was turned on. We made love once more, until the world fell away and we both came undone. Later that night, I heard her. “I just want what’s right to be restored,” she whispered to one of the younger maids, her voice trembling with well-practiced grief. “Vincent’s confused. That girl—she’s using him.” She knew I was listening. Her eyes met mine across the hallway shadows. I smiled. Let her play her games. What she didn’t know… was that this time, Vincent had chosen me. And that changed everything.

said Wilson who was finding it hard to not to wring this woman's neck , if only he had a mana matching her's " surely , there is no need to degrade yourself in such a way and didn't you want to marry the Crown Prince? why don't you abstain ?" " Wilson , darling " said Jezebel as she touched her face in the mirror quite happy with the youthful look " Tenebris is the lord of crime , lust and taboo , everything that Etah condemns . By drowning myself in lust and enjoying my life instead of whining and getting angry about your and that old woman's failure , am I not showing my decency where am I degrading myself ? " Her tone changed from soft pitch to a dual evil tone , and when she turned aroun