Villainess Is A Marionette Novels & Stories

Rivaling a villain na hindi man lang kanyang gamitin o kahit kontrolin ang kanyang magic, a one sided battle. I thought any could be special, but I found out that, It’s only applicable to the heroes/heroine and protagonist. Why so unfair!? Yung ina-akala mo na kahit isa kang villain pero at least may ipag-mamayabang ka naman na malakas na kapangyarihan. Isn’t Lady Marina a villainess? Kahit naman isa siyang minor or major villain at least give her justice. Kahit mana man lang! Ibigay niyo na. Yun lang ang hinihingi ko.

With a lot of emotions, I thought of how badly I ached to be with Valen. Villainess Snow approached me with the same dagger, stooping before me. She placed the cold flat titanium metal on my cheek. "You can't fucking die or my plans go to waste." "You….. wicked….. bitch!" I shouted at her, disgusted by her presence and the fact that she had the upper hand. This wasn't right. How could I fall like a damsel to these nimrods? Staggering with ragged breaths, Farrah got to her feet and slowly approached us like a predator.

It was ruined! In extreme anger, Larissa lashed out, one strike after another, fiercely at the man. She whipped him until he bled and his flesh tore. His accomplices rushed in. Finn decisively pressed a button on his wrist controller. "MAVIS!" MAVIS' screen lit up, "I'm here." Finn roared, "Take them down! Beat them to death!" MAVIS' red light above glowed. "Understood!" With MAVIS joining, the situation immediately shifted in Larissa's favor. MAVIS grabbed one villain in each hand and swung them back and forth, shattering the concrete ground.

he replied at last. That was a roundabout way of asking what I was talking about. [Wait, when did she grow a brain?] [She's supposed to be a low-IQ bimbo, chat. Vincent married her for that! How else is he going to take control of her family business?] [Guys, relax. He'll take all her assets, kick that dumb bitch to the curb, and live happily ever after with Best Girl Stephie. This is just a red herring.] I glared at the live chat.

and I linked Marion to get her on special vitamins soon. I cuddled with my mates and listened to Addison drop off to sleep and a link came through, I heard Vivianne say, "I want what is mine, Rusev, you had no right giving it to her, you know she wasn't worthy" and I said, "What is yours, Viv?" She laughed saying, "A baby, that's why I killed your son, you give her what was mine," and I smiled because she did not know I knew about Varek, "I need that power, get me pregnant and I will leave you and the others alone," I smiled saying, "Over my dead body, and close the link. That bitch really thought that I would impregnate her, she was crazy and all about power and that is what we will take aw

She would tug the strings, play the right pieces, and before they knew it, they would be dancing to the beat of her drum. This is only the beginning, she thought, her smile turning into something that would have made even Fiona herself cringe. And when that time comes, I will bring the wolves to heel. I will educate them on who the real power in this world is. I’m Mara Voss, and the witches will rise again to rule.

If Marcel is reckless enough to launch a physical assault, we might require someone in the field, someone who can hold him off whilst Morgan engages him directly. Alice looked at them, her eyes glistening. 'Someone… who?' 'I know a former field agent—a woman named Selina Voss. A combat strategist and infiltration expert. She could prove to be a crucial ally, but we must be careful… she’s not easily trusted,' he answered, his handsome face bearing a thin, mysterious smile. 'Right. The more allies we have, the smaller Marcel’s chances of winning. We must ensure this step is always ahead of his.' Marcel decided to execute his next attack directly. He arrived at their house, the rain drenching h

The vault descended into a silence so profound it felt like the air had been suddenly vacuumed from the room. Mara stared at the analog passport in her trembling hands. The name *Cassandra Vale* was typed in stark, unapologetic black ink. The photo attached wasn't of an older woman. It was a digital composite—a terrifyingly precise amalgamation of Cassandra’s facial structure combined with Mara’s own measurements. "Your mother," Mara whispered, the words tasting like ash in her mouth. "The Entity was created by your mother."

"She's a natural-born Crescent. Powerful. Too powerful. More than your weak-bloodline could ever comprehend." Her eyes widened with horror. "But don't worry—I did a little… trimming. Tweaked a few things inside her soul. I sealed off just enough to keep her hidden. Manageable. For now." "Why are you such a monster?" she sobbed. I paused, then narrowed my gaze. "Monster? Oh honey… you've forgotten something crucial." I stood to my full height, towering over her like the shadow of her sins. "Villains are made, not born. And you—you—are part of those who made me."

He was brought to his knees, stripped of his title and his dignity. Lily was dragged from her chair, her pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. By twisting the truth, I had ensured they would share the same fate—not as enemies, but as co-conspirators. As they were dragged toward the dungeons, Gabriel stepped to my side, his hand resting firmly on the small of my back. "You played a dangerous game, Vanessa," he whispered, watching our enemies disappear into the dark corridor. "I didn't play a game, Gabriel," I replied, looking up at him. "I ended one.”