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Lillian sneered, "What's wrong? She's currently in the same city as you are and yet you still can't find her? Your Miss Moonshine is playing this cat-and-mouse game very well. I can even guess what she's going to do next..." "Shut up!" Ismail yelled at her angrily. He pinched her lower jaw with his slender fingers. "You sold yourself for money. What right do you have to talk about her? What? Do you think you're much more noble than her?" "No..." Lillian's jaw was pinched by him. She said with difficulty, "She's more noble than me, so I'm just waiting for her to replace me." "You're a hypocrite!" Ismail suddenly shook her off and took a step back to look at her. Then, he turned around and lef

That every human being is a fictional character in this book. No wonder, she often heard her lady whining in a low mumble about the 'role' assigned to her. There are the words of her lady that are even engraved in her brain until now. Like: 'I'm sorry. Since I was a villainess at the start of the plot, so you suffer too.' Now, in terms of the new conjectures, they all fit. A role – villainess – a book – destiny. Then, Fuschia's behavior, which sometimes treats other people like they are not real humans, can also be a reference.

Lady Virella looked up from her crimson goblet, an amused smirk dancing on her lips. “And what will that accomplish?” she purred, her voice laced with deadly curiosity. Lorain stepped closer, lowering his voice. “He’ll lose control. His wolf will take over. If Jenna is around him when it happens, he’ll mate with her uncontrollably. And they both won’t survive it.” Virella’s lips curled in delight. “You’re right,” she said with a wicked chuckle. “Let’s get to it.” Her laughter turned shrill, echoing across the stone walls like a war drum of doom.

Aien wondered, sitting on the bed with a book held open in one hand. “Do we want to try that?” I asked him. “I would prefer we didn’t,” Rapunzel said immediately. “Agreed,” Liam said, scowling at Aien. “I have no wish to rescue a giantess.” “I was just… speculating,” Aien shrugged.

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

I want to see her crawl. I tilted my head. “Failure is a strong word coming from someone who thinks being marked by your mate is the biggest achievement for an omega. If Gabriel is busy, it’s because he has a pack to lead. And as his mate, I should help him by managing his pack’s affairs instead of being just a bed warmer like you.” The jab hit home. Lily’s face contorted, the refined lady vanishing to reveal the feral rogue beneath. With a shrill cry of rage, she lunged. She didn't shift, but her nails grew into claws as she swung wildly at my face.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

She stare coldly at her sister corpse before setting the room on flames. . . . Meanwhile Taika who was supposed dead was alive and well even drinking coffee in another dimension in space. " Congratulation host... You have completed your last lesson on becoming a villainess_ Now have some rest for our real class started". ****** Villainess vengeance is about to begin.

"Yesterdаy I mеt yоur bеst friend, Lizziе." My еyеs widen аs sооn аs I hеаr thаt nаmе. It's likе sоmеоne plugged in а jоy generаtоr inside mе. Thе ends оf my liрs curl uр in а smilе. Excitemеnt bubblеs uр within mе. Lizziе is hеre? In Venezuelа? Oh my God!

She put down the mug on the desk and sat forward, “You see, Vivian, I really like you. You are intelligent and candid, and that’s why we hired you. I didn’t mean to disappoint you the last time. But you have to understand things wouldn’t change by some low-priced items.” I pursed my lips with a hesitant nod, not quite agreeing with what she said. At least we could have a try. “My point is,” she steepled her hands on the table and said, “We need something more exciting. More sensational, and more surprising. You understand?” “I get what you mean, Marley.” I moistened my lips before speaking. “But we’re a fashion magazine. I wonder how we are gonna make this exciting?”