Villainess Reverses Hourglass Wiki Novels & Stories

My grandmother listens as if she has found something worth studying. “It applies to my personal life and my position at Blackwood. I am elegant, and my strength lies in mystery. To navigate life, I possess the wisdom of a serpent and a venom for danger,” she concludes. “A venom for danger!” my mother bursts into laughter. “And as wise as a serpent,” my grandmother adds, entertained. “You must have been in danger before. Strengthen your venom with this ,” my mother says, handing her champagne before leaving to attend to visitors. “You’re such a gothic blessing,” my grandmother chuckles. “I always thought to survive danger, don’t try to be innocent. Bite those who bite you, or they’ll trample

A thick expression of satisfaction and cunning was clearly carved on her chubby face, wet with lingering steam. “So funny,” Vivienne whispered in a low voice, hoarse yet filled with the arrogance of a queen. She lifted one chubby hand, staring at her soap-covered fingers in the air. “Who would have thought those arrogant monsters could be controlled so easily with just a little physical bait?” Vivienne formed a wide, triumphant smirk at the corner of her lips. Beneath her cold revenge mission to destroy the Vance clan from within, there was one selfish feeling she could not deny deep in her heart that night.

Adrian instinctively raised the Pen of Endings. The white seed in his other hand pulsed like a heartbeat. The woman stepped backward. "Don't fight them." Adrian looked at her in disbelief. "They're destroying everything." "No." "They're searching for something." The shadows suddenly stopped moving. Hundreds of blank faces turned toward Adrian at the same time. Silence fell once more. Then— One shadow stepped forward. Unlike the others, it carried an enormous hourglass. Instead of sand... Tiny glowing letters flowed from the upper glass into the lower one.

In that moment, every struggle felt worth it. I became Dr. Elara Voss—respected in maternal and women’s health circles. I was invited to speak at regional conferences, featured in online medical panels, and quoted in parenting articles. I wore confidence like armor now. My smile was warm and genuine for my patients and colleagues, but my heart stayed guarded behind high walls. No man ever got close enough to touch it. I had learned exactly what “love” disguised as ownership looked like, and I would never make that mistake again.

So from that point on, their relationship started to grow and they fell in love with each other, yadda, yadda. Meanwhile, Bella used that opportunity to gather supporters from the aristocratic faction which consisted of people who despised the current empress due to her lack of background and started a rebellion. She ended up successful at killing the Emperor and the empress, along with Princess Adellia, Bella's younger half-sister. But of course, the fate of the novel was on the side of the heroine and not the villainess. Together, the good main leads took down the villainess. Bella had committed an unforgivable and terrible sin, so the crown prince sentenced her to public execution.

“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.”

Like why I’d felt a mate-bond between myself and Genevieve, when it was clear she couldn’t feel it herself. Kiara lifted her hand, holding it out for me to inspect. A golden bracelet circled her wrist, set with a small hourglass. Sand trickled from one end to the other. A silent countdown to something big—something important, perhaps. In a flash of golden light the bracelet vanished, morphing into a slender cane. The hourglass was perched on top, a few sizes larger. Enough for me to see the individual granules of sand trickling away. “Three spins of this hourglass and I can manipulate the fate of every being in this room. Do you know the power a single grain possesses?”

However, my mother was a prideful heiress, and she immediately realized that some manipulative wolf in sheep’s clothing had set her up. Without even bothering to defend herself, she grabbed the crying girl and slapped her twice on the right side of her face. “I never did. I’ll do it now.” The manipulative witch’s entire face became so swollen that she looked like a pig. She even cried like one. The crowd was livid, but they could do nothing about it. Someone leaked information about this, and her image as a bully became even more set in stone. Those who liked her loved it, and those who hated her despised her even more.