When The Villainess Is In Love Novels & Stories

"But you said girls act that way around their crush and mum, is also a lady." "Yes, your mother was nuts over me even before I asked her to be my girl." Dickson smiled wildly. "That's contradictory cause mum told me you always courted her before she accepted you as her boyfriend. So it's you who was nuts over her." "You are too intelligent for your age." Dickson sighed.

They kept telling me that it's never a good idea to always place your trust in people, and I keep averting my eyes from them while seeming to go with the flow. I can eventually accomplish something that would improve me as a person and a villainess compared to how I was in my previous life, now that I've learned that lesson the hard way. I say, putting on my fakest charming smile that they can't help but admire, "Thank you ladies, you flutter me this much." You can admire me all you want, but I'll be the one who can ultimately betray you all. I smirk inside and finally murmur as I continue to enjoy my tea at the mere concept of that.

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

"...occurs when you stop seeing someone's wrongdoings. When everything seems unreal, it is when you are blindly accepting the person’s evilness. Love is destruction, Your Highness.” But I never imagined that when I said those words, he would know exactly what I meant. It's not the same reason I seek revenge since before I knew it, he was already pursuing me to the furthest edge of the world. It's strange, but it became stranger when I followed the guidebook for the villainess.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

She was like an angel captured in the devil's bed. A willing angel in the devil's bed. Mine. I’d never give her up. I didn’t give a fuck who I’d have to ruin or kill. She was my perfection. The best part was that she’d let me because she wanted to be mine. My enemies called me the Villainous Kingpin. The devil in a three-piece-suit. She just called me hers. She loved me, just the way I was. And God knew I loved her just the way she was. My most beautiful perfection.

she whispered back. And I thought, yeah. You will. You’re gonna love me so much you’ll never try this shit again. The judge started talking, all official and boring, but I wasn’t really listening. I was watching Liv out of the corner of my eye. Watching her wipe away another happy tear. Watching her think this was the start of something beautiful. Poor stupid girl. She had no idea there were still villains in the story. And one of them was wearing white and saying “I do” while planning exactly how to keep her wrapped around my finger forever.

And I am the villain. Every time Aria’s heart raced when Damian walked into a room, she felt like she was stealing from her own sister. Every time she hoarded a glance, a touch of his hand, or even a cold word from him, she felt like a thief standing in the shadows of a life that wasn't hers. Cassandra wasn’t evil; she was just a woman starving for the affection of a man who belonged to no one.

My heart froze when the tip stopped in my direction. “She used magic!” I turned to Leon. “Isn’t that supposed to be against the rules?” “Are you scared already, weakling?” She smirked. Weak what? “Bring. It. On.” “Truth or dare?” My fingers greased my stilettos slightly. “Truth.” “Hmm... let’s see.” Ivella inspected her fingers before turning back to me. “How does it feel knowing you will not be alive long enough to graduate? For someone as powerless as you, it’s obvious you won’t survive. So tell me, how does it feel?”

A heart, like her sister Sila, and Amy hated her for being always better than herself. She should be a vampire queen, not her sister, but no, Sila was his beloved and there was nothing she could do, even his wife and son. But now, she could get revenge, on all of them, she just needed to be a little smarter.