Villianess Flips The Script

“I was supposed to be the villainess in his story—until I rewrote the script.” Lin Chaoxi accidentally activates a mysterious “Villainess System” that transports her into a novel she once read. Her mission? Sabotage the female lead and fall in love with the male lead… or be erased. But nothing goes according to plan—especially when the cold and distant CEO, Shen Muyan, starts remembering things he was never supposed to. In a world where the plot resets, the system punishes feelings, and love could mean deletion, Lin Chaoxi must make an impossible choice: Follow the script. Or follow her heart. A love that breaks rules. A system on the verge of collapse. And a villainess who refuses to lose.

“They called my affinity useless. They had no idea I’d rewrite the rules of magic.” Born a baron’s son. Branded weak. In a world where monsters evolve, nobles rule, and affinities define your fate — I was given the rarest of all: Logic. It can't burn, it can't heal, it can't destroy. Or so they thought. Behind whispers of power and ancient bloodlines, ten forgotten beings hold the key to the world’s fate. Now, thrust into the nation’s most prestigious magic academy, surrounded by monsters in human skin and elites with divine blood, I have to fight… Not just to rise. But to survive. Because when you understand the logic behind magic— You break it. This is the rise of the weakest affinity... and the beginning of the Tenth Script.

Seif Amer was just an actor who lived for the spotlight — reckless, wild, and craving fame. But when a tragic accident thrusts him into the very movie he was supposed to film, everything changes. Now trapped in a world where every scene is a deadly trap, every line is scripted, and the stakes are life or death, Seif must fight not only to survive — but to find his true purpose behind the lies written for him. Is this some cruel joke? Or is there a hidden truth buried deep inside the story that could set him free? The script says he’s a pawn. But Seif? He’s ready to rewrite the ending.

To have the ability to see into people's past has no real appeal for the teenager this story is about, letting him only use it as amusement and to show off when he was drunk. Never look into someone's past beyond a superficial level. Never try to find out more than you should. NEVER. EVER. LOOK. INTO. THE. FUTURE. But everything changed the moment he was forced to look into the future, was forced to investigate the circumstances of a murder, and was forced to make the acquaintance of the victim's twin brother('s fists). The more time passed, the more it appeared that the primary reason for this murder wasn't a local, but a global one. This single, marred corpse was the beginning of a threat that would shake the world. (MC loses a screw when he enters the prison.) BL, first-person view; MC is shuo (perhaps even a reversible couple); love interest falls in love first; both MC and ML are straight, mutual bending, Enemies to Lovers Many thanks to MelBri for helping so skillfully with any kind of grammar error! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ*

I died as a hardcore gamer, only to open my eyes in a cultivation fantasy I once played. Not as the hero. Not even as a helpful mentor. or a big villian... But as the cannon fodder destined to die before the first act even concludes. I recognize this world instantly—the sprawling mansions of nobility, the immortal sects hidden in misty mountains, the power hierarchy where cultivators stand above common folk. I've played through this story dozens of times, defeated every hidden boss, unlocked every secret ending. And now I'm trapped inside it, wearing the skin of the game's first villain. My position? The worthless young master of a prestigious family, universally despised yet secretly possessing a dormant bloodline that nobody in-game ever discovered because this character dies too quickly. But something is wrong. Characters are behaving differently than they did in the game. Events are unfolding in unexpected ways. The cold beauty who should immediately despise me seems strangely interested in my skills. The vixen villianess who orchestrated my demise now studies me with curiosity. Is my presence changing the storyline? Or was there always more to this world than what players could see through their screens? With each deviation from the script I memorized, my meta-knowledge becomes less reliable. Yet it remains my greatest weapon as I navigate political intrigue, forge unlikely alliances, and desperately work to awaken powers that were never meant to be unlocked by a character designed only to die. I refuse to be expendable. I reject the role assigned to me. In a world where destiny is supposedly predetermined, I will rewrite the algorithm itself—or break the entire system trying.

His name was 25. On Avalis, he was just one of many tasked with fulfilling missions for Earth’s people. This time, he was given a simple one—live as Zeno Han and have an ordinary life. Easy. Or so he thought. The moment he took over Zeno’s body, someone shoved a script into his hands. “You’ll be perfect for this role!” And just like that, he was on set. [Fame Meter: Unable to Measure. Off the charts.] Doctor? Check. Pilot? Check. Eunuch? …Regrettably, check. Every script forces him to relive past missions, and somehow, he’s nailing every performance. Now, the industry wants to make him a star, but can he still complete his mission? Or will fame—and the terrifying unknown of failure—be his final curtain call?

She thought she was free. Until a billionaire and his daughter saw her — and decided she was theirs. One wanted a wife. The other wanted a mother. Neither asked if she agreed. They watched her for two years. Followed her every move. Until one day, they flew across the world and bought her future — with smiles, paperwork, and charm that smelled like roses but felt like chains. Now, she sleeps in silk sheets she didn’t choose. Wears clothes she didn’t buy. Answers to a name she didn’t earn. Every touch is a test. Every night is a transaction. And every whispered “I love you” is a warning. She hides pills beneath her tongue. She dreams of running. But there is no escape — only a cage made of wealth, obsession, and unbearable intimacy. Because he doesn’t just want her body. He wants her compliance. Her mind. Her loyalty. Her womb. And when the daughter discovers the truth — she doesn’t cry. She accuses. Now the doors are locked. The smiles are gone. And the only thing more terrifying than being watched… is being needed. This isn’t love. This is possession with a wedding ring. This is family, twisted into obsession. This is what happens when a girl becomes the answer to someone else's madness.

Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, shadowy shelves of this somber library. However, I regret to inform you that this book is ill. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised, diseased growths on the surface of its cover. The words, written long ago, cling to the pages like parasites, hoping for someone to observe their writhing, to feel them, analyze them, and touch the diseased core of this story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.

Villain System: Activated > Alignment: Chaotic Evil Objective: Obey the plot, serve the empire, die like a good villain. Yeah, no thanks. I woke up as Dorian Valen—sadistic noble, arsonist, war criminal, mid-tier villain with a face everyone wants to stab. The story wants me to beg for my life, cough up secrets, and die at sunrise so the hero can get a shiny new power-up. Been there, read that. But I'm not here to follow the script. I'm here to flip the table. I’ll expose the cracks in the empire, dismantle the hero’s halo, weaponize every trope, and corrupt the system that tried to cage me. And if I have to burn the world down to do it? Well… I’ve got the villain system. Might as well make it earn its name.

Ye Yun transmigrated into a fantasy world with no talent, no background, and no opportunities. After struggling for three years and facing expulsion from his sect, he finally activated the Life Script System. "So you claim to be the Chosen One, the Son of Destiny? Good, from now on all your opportunities belong to me!" "You say you're blessed with endless adventures and heaven-defying luck? Sorry, that's just an illusion—those fortunes now bear the surname Ye!" "You're the reincarnation of an Empress, a celestial maiden descended to earth? Cough, come to my room tonight... I need to verify your identity!" ... Years later, Ye Yun, now the Supreme Overlord, looked down upon all living beings while trampling gods across three realms, sighing emotionally: "What so-called 'fortune' did I ever have in this life? I merely had some... kind-hearted souls quietly supporting me all along!"

"Your world is about to change." A voice whispered to me. I turned around but everywhere was dark and I couldn't make anything or anyone out. "Who is there?" I called out into the darkness. "I'm a friend Arin, no need to be frightened." The soft voice called out to me. "What do you want with me?" I questioned, my senses on high alert as I could feel the person moving around me in circles. "I don't want anything from you. I'm here to help you." The woman revealed and my brows furrowed in confusion. "Help me?" I asked. Arin is an omega born into the Bloodfang Pack, a role she’s long accepted but never fully embraced. Growing up with her best friend Siena, who dreams of becoming Luna, Arin has always been overlooked and dismissed by those around her, especially the Alpha’s sons, the triplets Kael, Jaxon, and Rowan. However, on her 18th birthday, everything shifts when Arin learns that her mate bond has been forged with one of the triplets. The triplets, each with their own distinct personalities and goals, are drawn into a tangled web of competition, love, and duty. Arin’s bond shifts between them, causing tension and uncertainty within the Pack. But Arin’s journey takes an unexpected turn when she learns of her true heritage: she is the descendant of an ancient royal bloodline, and her powers are linked to the Moonwell, the Pack’s most sacred and powerful source of life. As the Moonwell begins to fade, Arin’s destiny is revealed. Only she can restore the Moonwell and save the Pack, but doing so means losing her mate bond forever. The battle for the Pack’s future escalates when a betrayal leads to a civil war, and one of the triplets sacrifices himself to protect Arin and restore balance. With the Pack’s survival hanging by a thread, Arin must face the harsh reality of her choices and what it means to lead.

Cecilia has been transmigated to a tragedy novel where she becomes a crown princess for a kingdom that is about to be destroyed as the catalyst of the protagonist's main story. Every time she dies, she will return before the kingdom is destroyed. After the 100th attempt to save herself, Cecilia finally lost her mind. Cecilia is destined to die? That's fine. Let's kill her and turn into someone else. That was the original plan. But why did everyone start getting weird around her?

"Are you not scared it might be poisoned?" Abrielle's asked Cedric who drank the wine without hesitation. Cedric leaned closer to her with his head crooked on her neck, his warm intoxicating breath trickling on her skin. His hoarse voice came out lightly. "If the poison is given by my wife, I will drink it without hesitation. It will be an honour to die in your hands." Abrielle's mouth fell agape, stunned by his words. What was wrong with his head? Cedric then bit the tip of her ear to distract her from her thoughts. "Now I have done your bidding, dear wife; it is time you do mine. How about we get rid of this restriction on your body?" Abrielle's face flushed red. This sly scum. She could not wait to kill him. **** Being transmigrated to your favourite novel would be anyone's dream, well, except for Hazel. Hazel, a world-class writer, was transmigrated into her book, "The Dragons and the priestess." after she died in an unfortunate accident a day before her first date with her long-time crush. She was already cussing her luck until she was hit by a double tragedy. Hazel was now Abrielle, the Villainess of the novel, who was destined to die at her husband's hand, Prince Cedric. Struck with this tragedy, Abrielle attempted to escape the border before her wedding but failed miserably. Forced to marry the heartless first prince of Darconia in a marriage that could only be broken with death as the escape, Abrielle came up with another plan."A hundred ways to kill her husband." Abrielle, who finds herself in the middle of the messed up plot of her novel, tries to navigate this world by trying several methods to kill her husband because she refuses to die by her creation's hand. But why does, despite multiple attempts of trying to kill this heartless prince, he refuse to die and just keeps on bothering Abrielle? He should be interested in the female lead and not the villainess! Why don't you join this epic journey and see how Abrielle's and Cedric's story unfold? Would she be able to escape her fate? ***** Note: Abrielle's story starts from the pre-sequel of her actual book The Dragons and the priestess where she discovers how different this world is from her actual book. She tries to navigate the unknown from a disadvantaged stand as a weak talentless noble lady before the actual plot starts

> In a world where demon outbreaks tear through cities like wildfire, only the elite Rankers stand between chaos and annihilation. Anya, known as the Ice Queen, is cold, brilliant, and battle-hardened beyond her years. Leading Unit-7, she lives by the blade and hides behind silence. But when a mission goes wrong, and she’s forced to shield an innocent child with her own body, a mysterious boy named Dev appears from nowhere—his timing perfect, his aura unknown, and his presence... unsettling. From cursed zones to tangled emotions, Anya’s world begins to fracture—and within the ashes, something stirs. What happens when fire touches ice? “Ashes of the Void” is a fast-paced anime-style fantasy drama filled with demon battles, squad bonds, emotional awakenings, and sparks of romance. Perfect for fans of Solo Leveling, Demon Slayer, and Jujutsu Kaisen.

Setelah mengalami Reinkarnasi tidak dia inginkan, tokoh utama memiliki dua pilihan, yaitu melanjutkan tekadnya untuk menghancurkan dunia agar dia bisa mengakhiri reinkarnasi yang tidak dia inginkan, atau menikmati kehidupan di dunianya sekarang seperti yang pecahan jiwanya ingin dia lakukan. Tanpa pengalaman untuk hidup di dunia ini dan berbagai pengalaman baru menanti, akhir apa yang akan mengakhiri perjalanannya?

“Luck is a weapon. Probability is the battlefield. And the blade? The blade cuts through both.” Felix always wins. Dice land on six. Coins flip to his call. Even the wind fights for him. Felix must ask: Is he defying fate—or playing right into its hands? Good? Bad? Felix just grins and flips another coin. P(h) = 1 - [(h / 9999)^2] × 0.5 This gives: P(1) ≈ 0.99995 (near perfect) P(1000) ≈ 0.99 P(3000) ≈ 0.95 P(5000) ≈ 0.875 P(7500) ≈ 0.6875 P(9999) ≈ 0.5 Resets .......

Adeline didn't expect she would transmigrate into the trashy novel she read years ago. The plot was so cliched that she couldn't bring herself to finish it. Years later, she found that very book on her bed, the page was open to the villainess' execution and before she knew it she found herself in the very novel she hated. The evil villainess who couldn't stand her two childhood friends become completely enamoured by the female lead, she decided to take care of the matter herself and thus became the public enemy. She now became the villainess of the story! "I do not accept this!" Adeline yelled at the top of her lungs. "I will change the plot." The Crown Prince she rejected won't leave her alone. The cold Northern Duke clung to her and wouldn't let go. The Arch Mage wants to abandon his duties and serve as her personal knight, and the Head Priest is obsessed with her! The Male leads she wished to avoid won't leave her alone! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Obsessive male lead- check. Funny but strong female lead- check. Amazing family- check. Annoying Goddess- also check.

Shujaa Mkubwa's Dying Sun Empire has overstayed its welcome by a century or two. In every corner of Ihlok Vartul's four continents, people are holding onto life, gods, and spirits as they try to avoid being crushed by the weight of industry, political corruption, and realpolitik. In this, the unremarkable Basic have it worst, skittering between the thundering boots of magic and blessing. Young Fortus Ngubane is just about ready to quit.

Blood runs thicker than water. Lillian Chen—no, Lillian Lu—met a tragic end in her previous life with not even her body intact. Branded as a villainess in the pages of someone else's story, her fate happened to be betrayed by the Chen family- the very family she devoted her life to. But the fate had other plans. She was reborn, and this time she was out for revenge. Discarded by the Chens and overshadowed by Eva, the so-called “real daughter,” Lillian vows to rewrite her story—this time, on her own terms. And she plans to save her poor real family- the people who truly cared for her- this time from their ill-fated endings. To her surprise, they all turned out to be bigshots! Her mother is the mastermind behind the most powerful intelligence agency. Her eldest brother? Lord of the criminal underworld. The second? A world-renowned surgeon with a genius mind. And the third? A legendary hacker wanted by nations. It seemed she had a dangerous father as well! Also, why was the richest man in the world chasing after her!? This time, Lillian was determined to be the villainess she was and take the world by storm.

In the dazzling chaos of stardom, Scripted Touch unfolds the hauntingly tender and intensely passionate tale of Abir Sen — a powerful film icon with a shattered past — and Maholi, a sweet, grounded, aspiring writer who unknowingly carries the last thread of a buried truth. When Maholi stumbles into the film industry, fate ties her to Abir through a mysterious necklace and a forgotten promise made by a dying mother. As Maholi navigates the ruthless world of fame, manipulation, and secrets, she finds herself drawn to the enigmatic star who hides more than just a broken heart. What begins as silent chemistry ignites into a storm of unspoken desires, stolen touches, and late-night whispers. But every moment of passion is shadowed by a dark conspiracy that links their families — a murder, a cover-up, and a boy who saw too much. With powerful enemies like the charmingly vicious Ruchika and the elegant yet deadly stepmother Sulekha circling them, Maholi and Abir must face the fire of the past to claim a future. Through betrayal, heartbreak, and explosive revelations, Scripted Touch explores what happens when love is both a sanctuary and a battleground. A tale of lust, loyalty, buried truths, and rising from the ashes — Scripted Touch is where romance meets revenge in the boldest way.

Amelia Grange, a 32-year-old Harvard-trained lawyer and a top business mogul, runs a multi-billion-dollar conglomerate, Chedward Groups, with her husband, George Grange. To the outside world, they appeared to be the ultimate power couple: influential, successful, and formidable. However, behind the closed doors of their grand mansion in Cambridge and the polished boardrooms, Amelia is trapped in a loveless union bound not by love but by a ruthless legacy clause forged decades ago by their parents. Amelia finds unexpected solace in the hands of Craig, her husband's newly employed executive assistant, Craig Henson, and becomes pregnant for him after one reckless night, which threatens to shatter everything. George confronts Amelia after the revelation from a woman from his past, but the game takes a darker turn before he can wield it as leverage; Amelia flips the script. In a world ruled by brutal clauses, reputation, and carefully crafted appearances, Amelia and George must confront what matters most: Would they choose the multi-million-dollar empire they have both labored for over the years? Or fight for the love and freedom they’ve never truly known!

Ren Yugure’s just a regular kid. Yeah, he’s lazy and pretty funny, usually wasting time with his friends at school. Then one day, *bam*—something happens that flips his whole life upside down. Not just his life, actually. The whole world changes because of this mysterious space they discover. And with it, secrets come out. The kind of stuff that makes you question everything you thought you knew. Stuff that’s honestly hard to even wrap your head around.

A history professor discovers a coded manuscript in Spain and after deciphering the codex, he appears dead as part of the rituals of a secret society from the Middle Ages and sends the manuscript to two people, one of whom is Gregory Evans, who is now part of a plot in which he is one of the chosen ones by this sect to protect the greatest relic of all time, the Ark of the Covenant. In yet another surprising plot full of twists and turns, Gregory Evans races against time and unravels humanity's greatest mystery, without knowing that everyone has been deceived the whole time.

This story follows the adventures and training of Princess Violetta Purpe - or Violet - as she finds out about a curse over her Kingdom, the Purple Kingdom. You’ll follow her as she meets and trains under the other princesses of the Kingdoms of Color as she runs from her fiancé, Blake Black, tries to break the curse, find her mother, Ira Pink as she tries to embrace and complete all the prophecies. Will this 15 year old princess be able to control the flames of red before the day of the Red Sun or will she be forced to marry a man she doesn’t even know?

A regular guy finds himself inside a novel’s world. Not as the hero. Not as the villain. Just some extra doomed to obscurity. But he won’t accept that. He’ll fight, grow stronger, and carve out his own path. With a system in hand and countless opportunities ahead, he’s ready to flip the script. He would’ve become an unstoppable powerhouse. Except for the fact that he dies before the story even begins. It wasn’t fate. It wasn’t bad luck. Someone made sure he wouldn’t survive. But here’s the thing about stories, once they start, they don’t stop just because the main character is gone. And sometimes… the forgotten refuse to stay that way. "English is not my first language, so please excuse any mistakes. All characters, events, and places in this novel are purely fictional. Any similarities to real people, places, or events are purely coincidental." "I appreciate any feedback that helps improve the story!"

In a world where power and control rewrite history, a boy named Kasel , 18 yr old, lives quietly—unnoticed, abandoned, surviving through routine and silence. But a suppressed memory stirs, disrupting the fragile rhythm of his existence. At the same time, a mysterious 18-year-old contract—tied to political power—is quietly beginning to collapse,slowly digging at the layers of rewritten history beneath it. The story unravels a hidden connection between a collapsing 18-year-old contract and a rewritten history hidden by the government—quietly investigated by two YouTubers driven by personal loss. It travels across private choices, political currents, and fragile minds—slowly peeling back the mystery of a forgotten incident from 11 years ago. ___________________________________ At the center is Kasel—an unnoticed, introverted 18-year-old boy living like a shadow. Orphaned, quietly longing for love, he works in a small shop, enduring mockery and monotony just to exist. Kasel’s mind often glitches—brief flashes of a memory he doesn’t understand, one he’s learned to ignore. But when a stranger appears—someone he doesn’t remember but might be connected to it all—everything begins to change. This arc follows Kasel’s psychological unraveling and the slow emergence of his past and truth . ___________________________________ This is a slow-burn political–psychological mystery thriller about memory, identity, control, and power.

Her fingers shook,not from weakness. From the need to control something. Anything. Me. "I want them all dead," she whispered into my shoulder. "Every. Last. One." I wrapped my arms around her. Let her tremble. Not because I cared. But because this was where empires were born: not on thrones, but in broken chambers and whispered grief. "It's already begun," I said into her hair. She looked up at me,those green eyes glassy with heat and hatred. "You'll kill them for me?" "No," I said. "I'll kill them for *us*." She kissed me like a drowning woman. No ceremony. No coyness. Just hunger and rage tangled into something that barely felt human. And I gave her what she needed,not love, not comfort, but the illusion of control. That's what sex is. A chess move with sweat. We collapsed onto her bed like monarchs of ashes. Her grief was my weapon. My whispers were her gospel. And somewhere, beneath all the heat and hatred, she forgot that her son had screamed. I didn't. Later, when the candlelight dimmed and she finally fell asleep beside me,arm thrown over my chest like a claim,I stared at the ceiling, replaying the scene in my mind. Her son's death wasn't clean. It wasn't meant to be. It was a ritual. One sacrifice to awaken a world not yet ready. I opened my HUD. [Narrative Skill: Cinematic Reflexes - Passive Trigger: PLANNED COMBAT SCENE- EXECUTED PERFECTLY] [Event Branching Complete: Historical Rewrite Unlocked] [Villain Proximity Rising: The Scriptorian watches your edits.] Good. Let him watch. The Director's Cut could hide behind his twisted timelines all he wanted,this was my spinoff now.

Synopsis: She was supposed to be a heroine. Elegant, gentle, full of love and light. Instead, she set worlds on fire and laughed as they burned. They called her unpredictable. Uncontrollable. Unfit. So the system did what any responsible authority would do— They kicked her out. Changed her roles. Erased her stats. Locked her out of the scripts and threw away the key. But chaos? Chaos doesn't need a key. It picks the lock, drinks your tea, and seduces your male lead just for fun. Now the worlds are glitching. Protagonists are crying. Love interests are dying. And she's the system's last option... again. So they sent her back— As a villainess. As a man. As a mother. As a monster. They even gave her a fat talking cat named Dumplings for "emotional support." (He's not very supportive.) But she's not here to fix anything. She's here to rewrite the game, kill clichés, and maybe commit light arson along the way. Is she the multiverse's final hope—or its ultimate bug? --- Five Worlds. Five Missions. Infinite Chaos. First World – "Dumplings, come out! I swear on my fake maternal instinct I won't kill you—yet." She wakes up with an instant son. Cute. Except he might be cursed, and her so-called "Supreme Guardian Spirit" is a cat the size of a bowling ball. "Come out or I'm microwaving your tuna." (Modern world with dramatic secrets and a mystery thicker than Dumpling's fur.) Second World – She's a ghost. Or maybe not. Who cares? Her imaginary heart aches. The afterlife sucks. And she even have to look after a son And someone seems very eager to erase her existence—again. She drags Dumplings by his tail through the void. "Tell me who's behind this or I'm haunting your next nine lives!" Third World – She's a man. A broke one. With angry creditors pounding at the door and shouting, "Pay your debt, scum!" FL: "DUMPLINGS!" Dumplings: "Okay, in my defense, you offended literally everyone here. I'm just the messenger don't offend people that determine which world you enter next time take this as a warning."dumpling thought (And the body's original owner? Let's just say... he left her a lot of problems.) Fourth World – "You're dying anyway," said the ml. "Might as well donate your organs to Olive and be a blood bank ." Help my life is in danger fl scream. In danger then why are they cowering in front of you dumpling thought. why are they scared of you please pretty host put the bomb down dumplings said. Should I put it down but I'm mad who is attacking me come out don't be scared fl scream then boom Fifth World – She was supposed to seduce the Male Lead. Easy. Classic. Been there and make the fake heroin suffer. But... why does this one give her chills? especially anytime she is with the ml I'm done I can finally go back to my world with money I'm going to build a house made up of money fl thought. Then what about me a voice said. Who is this sorry no love this princess only love herself only those foolish fall for me FL bragged but why is he bringing chain . Yes and I have been foolish time to correct my mistake the voice said and now how dear FL run for her life but her billions burn to ashes her dream of being a queen oh hell no this world will suffer