When The Villainess Is In Love Novels & Stories

Unpredictability could be dangerous. She turned back to the bleak garden, the weight of the castle, the title, the terrible fate, pressing down on her. She was Vivian Ashworth, the villainess. Prince Alexander arrived tomorrow. Her brother was plotting. The heroine was nearby. And she had no idea what schemes were already in play.

Her only keepsake. My heart clenched. He'd traded something he valued more than his own life to pay for my healing. The comments were just as shocked. [That ring was supposed to be the token of love the hero gives the heroine later in the story! Now he's not only missed his chance to meet the heroine because he saved the villainess — he's lost the token too.] [And the punishment for the villainess deviating from the plot seems to have gotten weaker. Before, defying the storyline would've killed her on the spot.]

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

After hearing that Ellina lowered her head in guilt and was not able to say anything. " I shouldn't have treated you better. I should have killed you from the moment you entered." She said while cursing at her with all her will power. Ellina listened to all her curses and didn't say anything. She just stood there and listerned to her hatefull and cruel words. Yes what could she even do, she have betrayed her most beloved person and the person who considered her as a family. " You may be happy that you are killing a villainess like me don't you ? You may have been provoked to killme on the temptation of money . Isn't it?Tsk!!"

This was darkening the pure young mind of the villainess; she wanted to destroy the world so bad. This hateful injustice continue, followed by the growing hatred of the villainess until she meant him... The person who made her saw the light. He ( Male lead)came into her life like an angel but he wasn't her but belong to the female lead. The villainess had enough of the world unfairness, she didn't understand why the Haven where showing more favor towards the already favoured daughter of the general. Why people like her was only surviving in darkness and loneliness. The villainess decided to harmed the female lead but failed only to be whipped almost to death, and was abandoned in her dusty r

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.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.

But she never said anything about bringing him down. “Well, that’s another story. A task given by the late Empress Catherine. It isn’t really my duty to comply but it coincides with my plan. You know, winning his affection, gaining his trust, and then betraying him in the end. Wouldn’t that be the sweetest revenge?” I curved my lips diabolically as Ben continued to stare at me. “I won’t force you to believe me and everything that I say but let me tell you something ..” I pursued my lips and looked straight into his eyes with all sincerity while pointing at the notebook “Everything written in here is absolute. Observe and you’ll see that I speak no lie.” Ben gave out a deep sigh and pulled th

Then suddenly she started laughing making him confused as everyone gets scared seeing his anger then why doesn't she? "OMG! This is what I wanted! Who the fuck wants a hero? I want a villain because, from my point of view, their love is the strongest as it holds that craziness that proves that no matter what happens they are never going to leave the person they love. They can kill and also get killed because of their love. Their love has so much passion that it can't be found in a boring hero!" She said drooling over his sexiness and he let go of her neck.