Villainess Light Novels Novels & Stories

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Hi all. Ozilla Gold here. I have compiled a few details about my world. These will help you to navigate well through the book. I have created a fantasy map for my world. You should refer to it. Princess Anastasia Aramaer: (Princess of the Fae Kingdom of Vilinski and future witch Queen of Lorea). Lives in Kralj palace. Prince Macilleus Volkov: (Crown Prince of the Silver Vales wolf pack. Crown Prince of Draoidh the wizard kingdom).

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

The diary laid bare the truth and tore open a bloody wound. I couldn't read any more. Slowly, I closed it. It felt like a piece had been carved out of my chest, the pain so sharp I could barely breathe. Only when a drop of blood fell on the cover did I realize I had long since bitten through my lip. The comments drifted past again. [The male lead has no choice. The villainess is gonna hurt the heroine down the line.] [Hahaha, he has been acting for three years and the villainess never caught on.]

“You have no idea what you are dealing with. This isn’t some fairytale where the villain has a heart of gold hidden somewhere.” Amelia felt herself growing irritated at Luz’s words, he was speaking to her like she was a naïve child. Maybe she was being, but she had hoped after the night they spent together, he might trust her instincts a bit more. “Before you came… he said it was good I am here,” she said trying not to sound irritated. “He said it gives you something to fight for. And that made me wonder what he is fighting for…” The words struck Luz like a physical blow, and his entire body went rigid, the crimson in his eyes flaring with a raw, undisguised fry that momentarily overwhelmed

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

She moved with a stiff, painful limp, holding her side as if her ribs were cracked. She paused in the doorway, her breath catching in her throat like she had just run a marathon. She squinted her eyes as she tried to adjust to the bright light. Didn't I forget to mention it? This place was bright as hell. She looked confused, almost as if she hadn't expected anyone to be in this sealed wing either. Was she captured just like me? Now that I looked at her closely, she really did look helpless. "Who are you?" she asked as she started moving closer.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

Valeria was a kingdom of breathtaking splendor-a land of rolling emerald hills, sparkling rivers, and a towering castle that pierced the sky like a shard of silver. It was also a kingdom ruled by fear and whispers, much of it attributed to its sharp-tongued, unrelenting, and ruthlessly ambitious princess, Lady Daphne Vasquez.

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured