Villainess Is A Marionette Novels & Stories

The heat inside his body makes him feel like he is in a fire. The eyes that were brown a moment ago just turned a shade of golden color with the people rising in size. The hand of Daisuke that was touching his thigh the shiver rises up in between his legs. -Kiss the Villain Spend the night with the Villain itself 12 seconds left 'What in the name of the hell two options? Both of them are the shitsz' (If you fail the mission you will die at the hands of your father!) "WAAAATTTT" Koishi hisses clutching his hand into a tight fist of Daisuke rope pulling it down off from his shoulder.

"And let no one speak of what happened ever again. You all know who came last night." The nun nodded frantically. No one dared utter the vampire's name within these walls. He was a stain on their sanctity, a recurring nightmare. A Saintess who was supposed to be the bride of God was instead visited by a devil every time the moon turned full. ​Elenor stepped toward the tall mirror in the corner and stopped. There, on her slender neck, right above the pulse, was a faint, reddish mark. A bitter smile touched her lips. This body, which could knit itself back together after being shattered, was somehow unable to erase the traces Killian left behind.

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

He scans her, " I hope you aren't sad to see this. What can I do? I chose to stay Villain in your story because I don't like the choice of humanity and inhumanity!" His hand reaches her face, brushing her cheek, " How could I let my enemy have a beautiful wife like you with such a cute girl? What I can't have and what he has, I have to destroy them, shouldn't I? This is how we worked, remember? Destroy those that are obstacles to our paths!" Oryx's calm stays stable as she counts every one of his words. Not only did he steal her daughter from the hospital, but also she was played by him multiple times.

“And you know what villains do, Victor? They rewrite the script.” He tilted his head. “Rewriting the script is one thing. Controlling the narrative is another. The media’s already on her side. She’s painting herself as the fragile heroine.” I scoffed. “Fragile? That woman is anything but fragile. She’s calculated, deliberate. Every word she utters is a weapon aimed at me.” Victor shrugged. “And people love a heroine who bleeds. You’ve given her the stage.” I stepped closer, lowering my tone. “Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.”

My heart froze when the tip stopped in my direction. “She used magic!” I turned to Leon. “Isn’t that supposed to be against the rules?” “Are you scared already, weakling?” She smirked. Weak what? “Bring. It. On.” “Truth or dare?” My fingers greased my stilettos slightly. “Truth.” “Hmm... let’s see.” Ivella inspected her fingers before turning back to me. “How does it feel knowing you will not be alive long enough to graduate? For someone as powerless as you, it’s obvious you won’t survive. So tell me, how does it feel?”

Danielle was very still. "There's something else," Marisol said. "Tell me." "It will fight," the old woman said. "When it understands what you are doing it will use everything it has. And what it has—" She stopped again. This time the pause was longer. "Is his face. His voice. His hands. Every memory. Every tender moment. It will use all of it as a weapon. It will make you believe — in that moment — that you are killing him. The real him."

Clean, assessing, specific. There. Something in my chest completed a calculation I had been refusing to finish for weeks. He's going to choose her. Not because Seraphina was unworthy or manipulative or had engineered the outcome — she hadn't. Because Seraphina Velmere was Second Rank highest tier with measurable Aura cultivation and a family lineage extending to the empire's founding and the kind of controlled elegance that made political marriages function. Because this was how empires operated. Because I was a corridor staff member with fabricated papers from Ruen who had spent a year engineering proximity and the Emperor of the Aurelian continent could not choose the girl who sorted lette

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.

She had long lashes ,green eyes ,long black hair ,pink plump lips and had three piercings on her ear . " What the hell!" She exclaimed then something clicked into her . ' wasn't this the appearance of the Villianess in A Taste of love? She then suddenly laughed at her ridiculous thought but then again it was the truth. The girl was really beautiful that she was very popular for her pretty look. " Jade, you must have gone crazy, come on close your eyes and open " she muttered then after opening her eyes , she was still same . ' what the hell is going on !!!!! She internally screamed .