Novel & Cerita Villainous Cecilia

While they were walking side by side to the classroom, Cecilia brought up the girl who poisoned her friend because she wanted to snatch his boyfriend. "I think she is right. Any girl trying to steal my man will end up like that," Cecilia said, baring her teeth, her eyes filled with a threat that appeared hilarious. Isabella burst into laughter and retorted, "Cecilia, you no longer despise love; you now want a man for yourself. I thought you planned to be a player all your life. What changed?" Cecilia rolled her eyes at her friend and replied, "Being a player doesn't mean I won't have a man for myself."

No more hiring sketchy private investigators, and no more conspiring with criminals. She was regretfully thankful that the actress was out of the picture, but still wished her the best in recovering from that traumatic experience. But why did Andrea have to come back? Now, this side of Lilith had to come back too. She was truly a Jekyll and Hyde story personified. Cecilia just knew that the next words that would come out of her mouth now and for who knows how long, would be more terrible than before. Cecilia waited as Lilith’s labored breathing quieted down. She peered into the door once more and said, “Find out when that woman’s wedding would be. I have to see Sebastian right now.”

Was I that unwantable that even my mate didn’t want me? I glanced at Cecily, noticing the smirk on her face. Stephan turned, and I saw how Cecily immediately schooled her innocent expression. Stephen seemed intrigued by her, and I couldn’t blame him. Of all the omegas, Cecily was the most beautiful. But she was two-faced. Kind to anyone that was above her and cruel to anyone like me that was below her.

I turned around to stare directly into his eyes, which looked cryptic under the dim light. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I am not Annika Summers. I am Vivian Cunningham, your wife. Remember?" I said sarcastically before running out of the closet. I did my best to hold back my tears and not cry in front of him, but my emotional armor shattered as soon as I rushed into the room and locked myself inside. It was just a mistake, a drunken mistake. Nothing else. What did I expect? Of course, he's still in love with his little bird. Of course, he didn't want me.

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

Don't play games with me, I know you are capable of doing anything," "Fine, I did it," he sighed. "About your sister, don't worry about it have you forgotten who your husband is? I'm the richest and most powerful man she won't lay a hand on you even a strand on your hair," "Narcissist," she uttered under her breath. "Hello?" Cecy was interrupted by a phone call after a while. "What happened? Where is she?" She spoke on the phone her eyes glued onto Zacky. "What's going on?" Zacky immediately asked seeing her terrifying look.

Cecília closed her eyes briefly, as if savoring every second of the situation she had long desired. Cecília opened her eyes at the sound of Gabriel’s phone vibrating on the desk. She reached out, still wearing a mischievous smile, and picked up the device. When she saw the name "Love" flashing on the screen, she let out a low, malicious laugh. "Well, well... It seems your dear wife is worried about you, Gabriel. How romantic." Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she swiped her finger across the screen, rejecting the call. Then a Machiavellian idea came to her mind. Cecília opened the messaging app and accessed Jussara’s conversation. With a perverse smile, she positioned the phone and took a p

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

“Don Melville cares so much about Isabella. I see her as my own child. How could I ever harm her?” The uncertainty on Lyon’s face disappeared. His face turned completely dark. He looked down at Gianna in his arms. She cried so hard that she seemed close to fainting. Then, he lifted his gaze and looked at Cecilia. She looked calm. “Cecilia, you’re willing to frame Gianna and put our daughter’s life at risk for this?” Cecilia looked at him in silence. It was as if she wanted to see through the face she had once loved and understand everything about him. After a while, she let out a soft laugh. Even that sounded empty of emotion.

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.