روايات وقصص ضمن Villainess Maker Bahasa Indonesia

She taught the kid well and she's proud. “Aren't you leaving yet?” she snapped. “You're forcing yourself way too much on a man who already had a wife and a daughter. Let me remind you, Ava. My mother was a mistress, the one who ruined a family. In this story, we are the villain. Don't take my spot. I'm getting into that role already. Quit messing up the story.”

"Werewolves are a bunch of self entitled morons who think just because they can do something wrong to someone weaker than they are, they should." I shook my head again, the next words pouring out of my mouth unfiltered. "First, not everyone is like that. And second, that's also one of the reasons I want to become the Luna. I want to make a difference for the better now that I actually have the power to do so. I've lived like a slave my entire life, I don't want others to feel the same way, not if I can help it. I want to abolish slavery from this pack once and for all. I know that banning it in one pack won't make that big a difference but at least it's a start, right?"

"Send the wind. We use the river’s current to float the posts back to his side—coated in wolfsbane grease. No blood spilled, just a very clear, very toxic message." Gabriel’s smirk was slow and lethal. "I like your rules, Vanessa.” Not just Gabriel but the entire members of Gabriel’s council were stunned. Their mouths hang open in awe. They did not expect an Omega from an ordinary Omega house to be an expert in war tactics. It was because they didn't know I had spent an entire life with Matthew. Though he was cruel, he was good at making strategies, mostly vicious. And, I have learnt enough to outsmart him in this life.

They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innocent. Yet, like some twisted romcom, the woman had become her husband’s lover and the homewrecker of their relationship.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

Your second question would be revealed with time as we go on various missions, conquering worlds together. The system put quite simply. "Missions?" She thought aloud, as her eyes beamed with curiosity. {Yes. You and I would carry out various missions in different worlds. The goal being to ultimately change the unfortunate endings of the second female leads also known as the Villanness of their respective worlds according to their death wishes.} "What if I don't want to?" She asked skillfully returning the sword back to its sheath strapped on her waist as she could perceive the system wasn't capable of harming her.

Because if I care, I’ll go crazy. Then I realized that I’m not the right person to give him some advice. A good friend would probably give a lot better advice, but… I’m a villainess, am I? I’ve never been one for selfless-ness or comforting or caring, really. 'The world is fucked up, nothing matters except for myself', that's how I managed to live. Morals are quite often the last thing on my mind. So yeah, it’s fucked up. I think that’s also the reason I could never really hate Isadore. I mean, who's the villainess to judge another villain, right?

Miss Stacy said ,she was their English teacher . Diniel made a little curtsey and smiled at the class . " Hope we all get along " she said still smiling and everyone welcomed her . 'Tch ,the author is really something else , she just had to make the female lead the pretty ,pure ,smart and innocent looking one with straight body like a pole and make the Villianess the beauty , stupid and sexy looking one , how exactly is that fair ' Jade lamented inwardly . Diniel then took her sit which was directly in front of Winter then the teacher turned to Winter.

“What do you think?” “I think that you are making a point with this meal,” I told him earnestly. “Ecaeris and Akyran took away Aien, so you are showing them by placing him at a lower table that they did not take away something that you value. And as Aien would not come when you asked him, you are punishing him by having me wear his mother’s dress,” I did not doubt that he knew that Aien and I had been lovers. I did not know how it was that he had determined it, but he had, and that was why he had targeted me. “As your wife gave her life for the villagers, you take their lives,” I continued. “And that one is a double-edged sword because in doing that, you also punish her for her sacrifice, by