What's Wrong With Being The Villainess นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But her kindness, her presence -everything was a lie, all part of her twisted scheme to get what she wanted. "Siya din ang dahilan kung bakit hindi dumating ang mga arms natin. She fcking blocked our men, bud. She's a psychpath. Imagine, she has a puppet just like you. Please, be careful with her, bud. Hindi natin alam kung ano pa ang pinaplano niya. All I know is she wants to be your f*cking Queen. She will do everything, bud."

"Yes. Hindi pwedeng patuloy akong apak-apakan ni Yumi. Kailangan nilang malaman kung sino ako—kung anong kaya kong gawin." Nagpalitan ng tingin ang iba pang empleyado bago muling bumaling sa akin. "Mahirap ang sitwasyon mo, Belle," singit ng isang PR consultant. "You're fighting against someone na matagal nang may influence sa media. Lahat ng galaw niya, may kasamang drama. Samantalang ikaw—" "I’m the supposed villain of her story," dugtong ko, puno ng sarkasmo. "Alam ko ‘yan. Pero tapos na akong magpaka-martir."

Naramdaman ko ang paghila niya sa akin palapit sa kaniya, sunod ay isinandal niya ang ulo ko sa matigas niyang dibdib. "Next time you want to judge me, make sure you know the whole story," he said, his voice back to its calm, authoritative tone, pero may halong lambing na ngayon lang niya ipinakita. "I don't play the villain because I like it. I play it because I'm the only one who can handle the consequences.” Hindi ako sumagot, sa halip ay ipinikit ko na lang ang mga mata ko at hinayaan ang sarili na makatulog sa ganoong posisyon namin.

He's really good at making things worse! "See that attitude? You'll let me tied to that man, Mother!? Father, do something!" DEATH beg but her father just sighed. Her mother's the absolute after all. Not her, not even his father. It's her Mom. Hindi na sumagot pa si Tita Ayuri. Umupo na siya at hindi na nasundan pa ang gulo. DEATH cried bago humiga at nagtalukbong ng kumot. We felt bad for her. It's not pity. Things are really hard on her. Everyone thinks of her as a monster just because she has superhuman abilities. I don't know why they hate her? Her attitude? But I think Van's attitude is far more worst than hers. I'm honestly saying that. He's the worst yet best cousin. Ever. Psh. Bitchi

Ang bawat guhit, bawat patak ng tinta, katumbas ng bawat piraso ng puso ko na winasak at itinapon na niya. Tinitingnan ko ang sarili ko sa salamin, at hindi na ako yung dating kilala ko. I looked different, felt different—cold, dangerous, and completely changed. Natutunan ko na kapag mabuti ka lang, sa huli ikaw lang ang masasaktan. Kapag nagmahal ka nang totoo, ikaw lang ang iiwan. I learned that being good only gets you broken, and loving purely only leaves you empty. Villains are not Born as villains. Someone made them.

pamimilit pa niya. It didn't help that we were both in the same field, which is Architecture so we often saw each other. As much as possible, I don't want to associate myself with her because of her reputation. She was called the 'queen of all villains' and everyone hated her, mostly women... while I was just living and breathing peacefully on the other side. I don't want to stain my reputation just because of her. "Please, Azi? Just this one... kahit ilang buwan lang tapos magbreak na rin tayo. I really really just want to make my parents happy and proud. Kahit ito man lang..." she almost begged, but I didn't even flinch.

dagdag nito saka lumayo sa kanya at muling ibinalik ang matamis nitong ngiti. Mahigpit niyang ikinuyom ang kanyang mga kamay habang nakatingin sa babae. The very reason why he couldn't bring himself to like Astrid is her character, because she's evil, two-faced, and manipulative. She's a spoiled brat trapped in a mature woman's body who throws a tantrum whenever she fails to get what she wants. She's the type of person who would use any means she could utilize just to get anything she desires.

Clarissa—standing there in silence, fists clenched, and tears refused. Tricia—frail, tearful, and glassy-eyed victim. Christian—remorseful, guilty, still trying to hold Tricia’s hand. And Isadora? Caught in the middle. Torn between truth and image. Blood and silence. Motherhood and illusion. Clarissa was the villain again. Ang babaeng masyadong matapang. Masyadong totoo. Masyadong lantad. And villains? They were always easier to blame than the broken dolls who knew how to cry on cue.

Akala ko pa naman ako ang villainess sa sariling kong story dahil may sungay ako hindi pala. Iwan ko ba sa babaeng ito at masyadong maepal sa buhay. Insecure sakin at di talaga ako natutuwang naging kaibigan ko ito noong bata pa ako. Akala ko inosente pero demonyo pala. May tinatagong balak.

Ipinunas niya ang kanyang kamay na may dugo sa mismong duguan nitong damit. Sa kabila naman ng ginawa niya sa hita nito ay nagawa pa nitong tumawa. "We're no different, Terence. You're as ruthless as me, taking lives without hesitation. You're arrogant, and you need to stop acting like some hero." Siya naman ang natawa rito. "Really? Well, as far as I can remember, I don't treat people around me like shit. I treat them fairly enough that's why they're loyal to me and they respect me, especially my employees. I also don't do shits that I know will make my empire of business fall in just one snap. Most importantly, I don't kill innocent human beings, especially children. I only kill people lik