Novel & Cerita Villainess Is A Marionette

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

Perhaps it was due to her instincts as the villainess of the story, but from the moment she saw this woman, she hated her from the bottom of her heart. She had a face that was completely different from hers. Meanwhile, the model husband in other people’s eyes and the person who once loved her the most was holding this woman’s hand and even hugging her while working. They acted as if no one else existed. They interacted with such intimacy that it seemed as if they had been together for years, even though a year ago, my father had badmouthed this woman with her in the middle of the night. They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innoc

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!

The path tightened, its threads coiling like a lover’s whispered promise, leading to a crystalline chamber, its walls shimmering with reflections of their hearts—moments of trust, now fragile under the weight of manipulation. At the chamber’s center stood a loom, its frame pulsing with prismatic light, its threads weaving a tapestry of vows—promises of eternal love, unbreakable bonds. A figure emerged, not a weaver but a mirror of Jessica, her eyes sharp with cunning. “I am Vynia, the Vow Weaver,” she said, her voice Jessica’s, dripping with manipulation. “Your love is strong, but it’s flawed. Vow to me, and I’ll bind the nexus to your hearts forever—or refuse, and watch your love unravel.”

She was wearing an emerald nightgown, the fabric clinging to curves she’d never had, falling to the floor in soft folds that looked like water. Isadora Vess. The character she’d created to be Caelen’s obsession. The pawn she’d written to be sacrificed for the greater good of her family and her kingdom. The girl who was supposed to die in Act Two, her throat cut by a rebel assassin before she could ever reach the Duke’s manor.

- -I have done nothing but cower in my shell ever since I had arrived, hoping that if I didn't egg anyone on, they would leave me alone but…I'm fucking exhausted of waiting for people to 'not' attack me. -It seems that a villainess is needed.- "Get Ophelia here," I said to a maid who was on the wall, the maid stiffened in her position when I pointed to her, nonetheless, like a well-oiled machine she responded. "Yes, my lady." She said then dashed away to the maid's quarters. "My lady." Erden stepped forward, and I gestured a 'shoo' motion with my hands. -Enough. – Vivanna had cut off the limbs of sixteen maids for such a mistake, and now that I think about it, wasn't the prince just offering

After hearing Kronos’s reply, the marionette came swinging with a broad-axe from the right— which I dodged by hairbreadth by bending my waist. Actually, I could tell it isn’t that powerful. Perhaps fighting against Restia, Ruby, Felix, Asha, Forsjá, and Kuroyuki had heightened my level till a certain degree. I reach out for the left wrist of the metal marionette, stopping its movement to swing back. It struggled to swing back. With one hit on the left arm, the marionette’s arm snaps out from the shoulder— and another kick from below on the right arm, it snaps on the elbow.

said Wilson , a horrible sense of foreboding rising in his heart , a cold hand skimming over it . " Ding - Dong ! We have a winner ! " said Jezebel winking at him but her flirtatious actions didn't ease his ill will instead it only made him feel even worse than before . " How did you - where did you get them ?" said Wilson swallowing hard, trying to put a brave front instead of a looking nauseated . Those demon eggs were overflowing with mana , which meant they were closed to hatching and a demon egg only hatched in the absences of its mother when it was fed with the blood of innocents .