Novel & Cerita Villainesses Have More Fun

And all of them seemed to be walking intimately. “Shift a bit,” Karen said, touching her phone. “This video makes me even more convinced that Mrs. Sella is a woman who likes to have fun. It's such a pleasure to be the wife of a famous businessman. She can have fun without fear of running out of money.” Karen giggled at her own thoughts. “When you have a husband, you're having fun with other men?” asked Celine after she had finished watching the short video. but had already made it clear that the woman she was visiting earlier was Sella. And what Karen said was true. Sella had fun with many men.

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.

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 had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

"And if you may not have known, I sent your father a letter already, and we'll be discussing this next in your place." The silence was still there as the lady kept quiet. All he talks about is marriage. Gosh. This was not according to the book...She remembered that the villain never proposed to the villainess... the villain and villainess never agreed with each other...in fact, they did not even talk with each other that much unless needed, so why is this happening? Was there a glitch? Or are they ruining the story's flow? She has to test him. She didn’t even care about Prince Mathias the crown prince anymore. “Then...I’ll agree if you listen to my request.”

The first impression is a battle. Not a battle I can name. A battle older than naming. Seven women — taller than any mer I have seen, scaled in colors I do not have names for, bone-crowned in a way Morrigwen was a small echo of — fighting something that did not have a shape. The fight took an age. The seven women lost most of what they were. They won by becoming the prison. The second impression is the splitting.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

Her smile never quite reached her eyes; instead, they gleamed with a sharp, cruel delight, like a predator savoring the chase. The elegance of her face only made the wickedness more unsettling, every soft feature laced with a quiet promise of malice. She was beautiful, yes but in the way a poisonous flower is, inviting you closer even as it prepares to destroy you. She was the real villain. It wasn't Xander or Isabel or bluey in this case. Bianca was the type of person that destroys without letting you know. You have no say in what she does.

'Come, Vanessa, join in on the fun. Nodding, the other woman moves forward and drops to her knees so she can grab Maria’s ass cheeks and spread them. Once I’m sure that her asshole and pussy are exposed perfectly, she dives in, attacking Maria while she continues to fuck me. ‘You really are enjoying their show,’ Allister chuckles as I feel myself crash into orgasm. ‘Look at you getting off from watching two women please each other.’ Dammit, he was right. I was enjoying all of this and even craving more. What was happening to me?

If I could get most of the nobles on my side… maybe we could win. “Fine,” I sighed, sitting back down on the plush couch. Lackeys, a dark, isolated base, a throne, and soon enough, an army… I’ve become a proper villainess. “Although I strongly believe that we should prioritize peaceful methods. We should only consider rebellion-slash-invasion as a last resort. I am not interested in ruling an empire devastated by war.” Some of them expressed discontent with what I said. “And there’s something you forget…” I pressed a palm on my forehead. “I have no claim on the Volfenheim throne. I am only sent here as a consort.”