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She must be very out of her mind to think all of that is legit. "You think you have power over humans? Those people are scary and will do anything to get rid of people like us, yet you want to rule over them? How stupid must you be? Let me hear your story. Why do you hate my father so much?" Every villain has a story to tell. It’s either insecurity, stupidity, or just plain evil that is pushing them to do all of this. Either way, as boring as it may sound, I need time to plan my escape, so I will take the opportunity to listen to whatever they have to say.

"The evidence is plain. Matthew provided the poison; Lily administered it. A coordinated strike against the High Laws." "No!" Lily screamed, realizing the trap had closed around her. "I hate him! I wanted him dead too!" But the Council wasn't listening. To them, she was the hand that held the vial, and Matthew was the mind that filled it. In their eyes, they were a unified front of treason. The guards, who had only been feigning sleep, swarmed. Matthew fought like a cornered animal, but against Gabriel and a dozen Council enforcers, he stood no chance. He was brought to his knees, stripped of his title and his dignity.

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 mate bond was a roaring fire now, screaming at me to touch her, to claim her, to protect her from any and all harm…even the harm she was orchestrating herself. " The person doesn't know that I betrayed them and I have a feeling they are plotting something...serious. It's not business related. I have to learn what it is, only then can I protect that stupid girl who thinks everyone has a chance for redemption. I am a villain, I have already made peace with that. I have done so much evil to Katy so this time, I am choosing to use my villainity to protect her. Does that make sense?” She asked, tilting her head to observe me.

It's just an illusion. I blinked, but the scene in front of me didn't disappear. It was real, but I realized what he meant. His words gave me a little strength to believe in myself. Esther is a manipulator, a witch, and a vampire. She is the perfect combination of all the features of a perfect villain. She doesn't have to force people to do what she wants.

one two three four five The layman would despise her for her incompetence and the video essayist would endlessly critique her lack of drive, lack of threat, lack of character writing, wasted potential, flawed foundations, and an endless list of other things that she could be called out for, decried by fans as an unrealistic depiction as a female character and ultimately be used in fanfiction as a comedic relief villain who would be shit on endlessly. one two three four five She was not capable enough to carry out all that she had been given.

"It's posturing. She's playing the victim." "She's winning." Maya sits down. Looks exhausted. "Aria, the optics are terrible. Wealthy woman blackmails ex-lover into sexual submission? Even with context, even with the truth about what Damien did to you, people are going to side with Victoria. She's the jilted fiancée. You're the other woman. The predator." "I'm the victim," I say. "He destroyed my family." "I know that. You know that. But right now? The world sees you as the villain."

With a lot of emotions, I thought of how badly I ached to be with Valen. Villainess Snow approached me with the same dagger, stooping before me. She placed the cold flat titanium metal on my cheek. "You can't fucking die or my plans go to waste." "You….. wicked….. bitch!" I shouted at her, disgusted by her presence and the fact that she had the upper hand. This wasn't right. How could I fall like a damsel to these nimrods? Staggering with ragged breaths, Farrah got to her feet and slowly approached us like a predator.

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.

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.