Villainess Level 99 Novels & Stories

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.

Tears streamed down her face as she cursed her self for being unfortunate, after hours of sitting by herself, after hours of pouring out all her tears she had, she just layed their unable to fall asleep. Her conscience judged her greatly so much that she couldn't even fall asleep, she knew that if her mother was alive, her mother would never support her in killing her own best friend. That instance, her mother's words rang into her ears, "by cutting off the head is never the solution to an headache" "Why me?" She sobbed quietly, her whole life had no meaning at all, she saw her self as a villain, a villain with no life at all. She took a useless game too far, even though she became the winne

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.

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

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.

"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!]

Violet bowed her head submissively, “If you insist Mistress, then.. I have nothing to say.” “Good girl. You're only fourteen yet you've managed to kill ninety one in just two years. You're more useful than those ugly men who only know to fart and drink. This time though.. it will be different, you have to kill a very powerful person, of course, with the help of Poison.. If you manage to accomplish the task successfully, you'll be promoted to level three and you will live a better life.” Azareal purred and leaned away from her throne before whispering in a low tone.

She tapped her bracelet to view her stats and was indeed pleased with what she saw even though she wasn't sure how she earned them. Lilith Amnell, LEVEL 8: Responsibility: 100%, exceptional self-defense skills 96% attack skills 100% emotional mastery 78% respect 99% honor 99% discipline 100% courage 95% strength 89% empathy 100% speed 85% counter attacks 78%. However, the smile on her face changed to a frown when she remembered that Florate's stats would be drained seriously after the disqualification. 'Oh my' she slapped her face, looking sad. What was she doing here anyway, she should go now and see how Rain was faring.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

James rolled his eyes and said, “I never said I wanted you as my teacher. You’re not even qualified.” Waleria jumped up from her seat and retorted to him, “What did you just say, bastard? I’m not qualified to be your teacher?” James replied earnestly, “Yeah.” Waleria’s chest heaved up and down with anger. She was one of the strongest in the Theos Sect. Including the District Leader, there were only a handful of people in the sect who were capable of defeating her. After successfully casting the Revitalizing Art, she entered a vulnerable period. However, her strength would recover soon, and she would be able to enter the Chaos Rank. She would become one of the best in the Endlos’ Nine Distric