Novel & Cerita Villainess Lives Twice

Not long after, a loud raspy voice vibrates into the room. "Yuan Zi Yan!" Xiu Ying enters the room with two others. A middle aged lady enters the room furiously, followed by an older man. Yuan Zi Yan? What's with the name similarities? I swear I have used these names for my novel before. In fact, I chose that name specifically for the villainess in my story. The beautiful lady from earlier, who I assume is my younger sister, backs up from the scene. After putting on a melancholic expression, she rests besides Xiu Ying.

I needed to move. Because I didn’t just come back. I came back with fire in my veins and names on my list. And Darren? Sweet, charming Darren with the legal degree and sad eyes? He was going to find out exactly what happens when a woman like me gets betrayed a second time. He thought drowning me would end it. But this wasn’t the end. This was my second resurrection. And this time, I wasn’t just going to survive. I was going to burn the world down. Starting with him.

“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.”

My body seemed to go into shock as I became paralyzed, hanging low from the noose. Tears poured down my cheeks and I gasped for breath as the lack of oxygen was making my lungs burn. My vision was getting blurrier as I began to lose touch with reality. It was slow and agonizing. The faint sound of clapping and cheering was all I could hear as my life slowly slipped away from me. "Goddess Selene please hear my prayer. Give me a second chance at life to make my enemies pay, to get that which is rightfully mine but this time, please make me the Villainess......." I prayed internally as everything suddenly faded to black.

she shouted, her voice finally cracking into a sob. I desperately didn't want to feel her pain, but in that moment, a sickening realization washed over me. I felt like the villain. I was the one who had shattered her world and taken her place. I didn't want to admit it, but maybe I deserved this heartache because of my own choices.

Miserable woman! Serena was curious. Yvonne nodded. “As someone from the Mawi Tribe, even if you didn’t practice black magic, you should know that there are two types of Dual Female love spells, right? The love spell and the fate spell.” “Is yours the fate spell?” Serena was shocked. Yvonne nodded gloomily. “Yes! I’m under the fate spell, which means that I’m able to trade my life with Lilian and Kiran to save theirs.”

] [CORE CONNECTION: UNSTABLE. [HOST SURVIVAL RATE: 35%.] Evelina stared at the number. Thirty-five percent. After everything she had done, it had barely increased. “That makes no sense.” Lucien glanced at the screen. “What?” “My survival rate.” Evelina's eyes narrowed. “I defeated Alice's first scheme, destroyed the Holy Temple's nexus, took Castle Iron-Clad without a siege, captured Cedric, and discovered the royal blood pact.” She looked toward the ruins.

She wasn’t even completely sure it wasn’t due to her freakish new superpowers, so she couldn’t open that can of worms. Instead, she shifted the conversation. “Have the investigators said anything? About Liz?” Lily sighed and muted the TV. “I was hoping you’d forget to ask.” “That bad?” “They can’t find much. Just… fragments. They’ve got confirmation you eloped with some man, but no trail before or after that. Like someone wiped the slate clean.” Emma’s stomach tightened. “That doesn’t make sense. People don’t just vanish.” “You did,” Lily pointed out gently. “Emma Vale didn’t even exist a year ago. Now here you are, building a new life. Sometimes erasure is the cleanest way forward.”

And there had been no tattoos then. Maya Moore didn't get tattoos. She'd said it once, years ago—or maybe in a dream. I have no idea what is real and what isn’t. She said that her skin was the only thing she owned completely and she wouldn't let anyone permanently mark it. It has stuck with me the way certain things do. But now she had this cross. The same cross I had. The same cross I have no idea of getting. The thought never crossed my mind. The questions spiraled. If I was experiencing this—this sideways feeling of living a second time, this knowledge of what came before, then maybe she was too. Maybe she'd felt the change the same way I had. Woken up one morning with the world slightly

Not power, wealth or fame, just a family that will make me feel this way. Franklin has invited almost everyone to a party to celebrate the babies. He is so excited. Really, I've never seen him so happy. Almost like a child. I did not even know I was carrying twins. After having my children, I felt like my life was coming to the place again. Alas, I am almost fulfilled. Now I know the goddess is not messing with me after giving me a second chance. I wanted revenge on Kira and Xavier after what they did to me in the past life. It seemed they were winning over me yet again but marrying Franklin made me realise I am still on the win.