When The Villainess Loves Spoiler Novels & Stories

But the cameras adored it. We barely made it past the step-and-repeat before they pounced. “Mrs. Wolfe! Did you always plan to climb the Wolfe ladder?” “Zaria, were you in love with Roman or Darian?” “Is it true you vanished after Roman’s death because you knew more than you claimed?” “Widow-in-waiting, or scheming bride?” The words cut the air like knives. I felt Zaria stiffen, her hand curling at her side, her lips pressed shut. One wrong move, and they’d tear her to shreds.

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

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.

I locked my jaw, wiped the sweat off my face, and yanked it open. Empty hallway. Then movement. A figure in green smirked at me from the elevator before the doors slid shut. Cold swept through my veins. The Green Vipers. My eyes dropped. A package sat on the floor at my feet. No note. No return address. Just green tape. I swallowed. Picked it up. Carried it inside and shut the door.Rip the bandage off, Scarlett. I tore it open and choked on my own spit. A severed middle finger with a gaudy ring still jammed on it rolled out onto my desk, resting on top of a paper soaked in dark, drying blood.

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.

"I know you ran to your little hero, thinking he'd save the day. But let me tell you right now, your Prince Charming is no match for this villain standing next to you. Valtor's breath danced across Valeria's ear, sending shivers down her spine. "For defying me and for every delay, I'll show you the fate that awaits you and all those who go against me. And to make sure you understand the gravity of your mistakes, you'll watch me destroy your happiness and the happiness of those you hold dear. You'll watch them suffer, and you'll know it's all because of your defiance." A sinister smile spread across Valtor's face. "I have a special surprise waiting for you milady, one that will keep you on yo

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.

A faint, chilling smile touched her lips. “Mrs. Cross is very thorough,” Olga noted calmly. “She has written a very convincing story for you.” “It’s a lie!” Sophia screamed. “I’m not a criminal mastermind! I’m a victim!” “To the world,” Olga said, walking over and picking up the remote, “you are the villain who got away. And Selene is the villain who got caught.” Click. The screen went black. Sophia stared at her reflection in the dark glass. Pale. Gaunt. Erased.

“I’m asking you to remind him what fear feels like. To remind Max that perfection cracks when you press too hard.” A pause. “Besides, isn’t there still part of you that wants her to suffer? Just a little? You can also get rid of her at the same time. And then Max will be completely yours. I already told you before that he most likely loves you back. So Gianna is the villain that should die.” The room went still. For a heartbeat, I couldn’t tell if she was speaking or if the thought had already been in my head, waiting for her to give it voice.

he screamed. "No Eric, it's not true. I know I lied, I'm sorry about that. But my feelings for you are true. When I came here, I never intended to fall in love with you, but then I saw the real you. The real you is kind, funny, loving and caring. I couldn't help falling for you. I love you Eric, this is not a lie" Katrina said. "Not true. I don't believe anything you say anymore " Eric screamed. He picked Katrina's mirror on the table and threw it to the wall in anger. It shattered into pieces.