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I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel You're different
I smiled, "And then what?" She sighed, "And then I figured out that what's amiable is just because I'm an outsider, plus my uncle's friendship with dad, but you're different." I hmmmed, "I know." She finally laughed out loud and reached up to poke me in the head, "Just say 'I know'." When she finished she sighed, "You're really not leaving this time, are you?" She sniffled, "You did the same thing last time, acted like nothing happened in front of me and then left without saying a word." I shook my head, "Not leaving, really." She stared at my glasses for a long time, as if trying to see through me. After a long time, she sighs slightly and says to me, "Zephyrine, do you love me?" I looked at her glasses in the same way, at the tears hanging under her lashes, and the seriousness of the moment unlike any other. Without hesitation, I reached up and hooked my hand around her pinky and said, "Love." I really like her. The first time I saw her, I was about 10 years old
Last Updated : 2023-11-30I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Mysterious
The night was dim; I pulled down the curtains, shutting out the streetlights and faint moonlight outside, leaving only a bedside lamp glowing in the bedroom. I returned to the bedside, sat down, and looked down at Quentin, who was peacefully asleep. I sighed and then chuckled. "I wonder if it hurts." I touched Quentin's neck. This dramatic person actually used broken glass shards to stab into his neck. The tattered book from earlier, like a door of memories, sealed memories deep in my heart, suddenly lifted that barrier and surged unbridledly. "I..." Quentin grasped my hand in his sleep, tightly, as if afraid that I would run away. "I can't run. Wherever I am, you can find me." I smiled gently, lifted the blanket, lay down on the bed, and then placed my head on Quentin's shoulder. Smelling the fragrance of the person beside me, I slowly entered dreamland. The next day, when Quentin opened his eyes, he saw me lying beside him, looking at him.Quentin blinked slightly, and after
Last Updated : 2023-12-06I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Confession
I approached the young girl, curiosity lacing my words, "We're here for research. How long have you lived here?" In her thick accent, she replied calmly, "I don't know, I was born here." My professor chimed in, concern etched on his face, "Is it really safe here during heavy rains?" The composed little girl assured us, "It's safe. Our homes might get flooded, but we deal with it." I marveled at her resilience, unable to say anything else. As night fell, a kind elderly villager invited us to stay overnight in a well-maintained shelter built a few years ago. It provided us a chance to freshen up and spend the night before departing the next day. The practical suggestion resonated with us, especially considering the impending rain. Ignoring the shelter's appearance, I settled onto a wooden bed, my body weary from trudging along mountain paths. My companions, Professor and Randy, joined me in the cramped room. We exchanged exhausted glances, a silent acknowledgment of the day's chal
Last Updated : 2023-07-02I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel A Twist of Fate
The three of us got into the car, Quentin and I sitting side by side in the back seat. He took off his sunglasses and mask, revealing deep amber eyes and a chiseled face. Despite my preparations, my heart couldn't help but race at the sight of him! No wonder Quentin could win over five wives. With his looks, anyone aspiring to be his spouse could probably encircle the Earth twice! Scratch that, maybe even the Milky Way! But I quickly calmed my racing heart. Emotional clarity was important to me; I wasn't like the Zephyrine in the novel who accepted her partner having other wives. I composed myself, resisting the shameful infatuation I felt for Quentin. I rolled my eyes at him and refocused on the plot. Quentin: "???" Not long after Zephyrine moved in, Quentin’s parents went abroad for work. Soon after, Quentin’s other admirers found out that Zephyrine Everlynn was living in his house. They made excuses to move in, one after another, preventing Zephyrine from making any advances.
Last Updated : 2023-07-02I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel The Search Begins
I didn't expect Quentin to strike up a conversation. I replied seriously, "I'm not sure." Quentin seemed puzzled and glanced at me. "No interest in a vacation?" Was he hoping I would leave? Ha, I wouldn't do as he wished. "No need. Summer is too hot; I'd rather not travel." "Go to the Northern Hemisphere? It's winter there." I laughed, my tone stubborn. "I don't want to go anywhere." Realizing he couldn't convince me, Quentin fell silent. My lack of experience made my vegetable chopping slow. Quentin wanted to take over, but he held back, waiting patiently. After finishing the vegetables, I moved the cutting board toward Quentin. Through this interaction, we managed to prepare a simple dinner. After the meal, I took out my study materials for the geology graduate entrance exam, hoping I wouldn't fail miserably. Initially, I had considered taking the exam casually, thinking failing would be the best outcome. However, recalling the dean's warning... “Let it be. Focus on your
Last Updated : 2023-07-02I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Unexpected Encounters
My attention immediately shifted, my expression contorted with disdain as I glanced at Evie, as if I were witnessing something utterly absurd. "This won't work!" In the original storyline, Evie didn't move into Quentin 's room right away. She only started staying there much later after pursuing Quentin . "Alright, alright, I'll pay you a thousand!" "I wouldn't do it even for a million." I shot Evie a contemptuous look, then carried her suitcase upstairs and randomly picked a room. Due to Evie' limited mobility, she climbed up to the room only after I had finished arranging it. I clapped my hands. "This is your spot now. Goodbye, I need to focus on my studies, so don't disturb me." Just as I was about to leave, I remembered that I hadn't received the money yet. I took out my phone and displayed my QR code. "Pay up!" Evie generously transferred two hundred to me, smiling as she said, "Let's collaborate again next time. By the way, where's your room? Can I take a look?" "Absolutel
Last Updated : 2023-07-02I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Connections
"My childhood friend." "She looks so young. How old is she?!" "Three years younger than me." "Just 21! That's incredibly young!" Quentin's face remained impassive. He glanced at me who asleep with the U-shaped travel pillow. "Young? I don't see it." The assistant appeared puzzled, as if she wanted to say, "Sir, I'm referring to her age. Where are you looking at?" But she chose to respond, "Exactly, considering her face, it's hard to believe she's 21! With makeup, she must be stunning."Caught in my drowsiness, Quentin dozed off too. I used a U-shaped pillow, and he rested his head on my shoulder. I didn't like Quentin now so his guard was down around me. It reminded him of the old days when they used to play together. He'd always liked Zephyrine Everlynn, but it was a platonic affection. When she confessed, it felt like the sky was falling. He didn't want a romantic relationship; he just wanted lifelong friendship. Quentin woke up before me. I was deeply asleep; he nudged me s
Last Updated : 2023-07-02I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Reason
I pushed Evie away and spoke seriously, "You're still limping, but you want to follow him. Do you think he doesn't find you annoying enough? Your priority right now should be to heal your injury. Don't rush things."Evie thought for a moment. "You're right; I should heal my injury first. If I insist on following Quentin now, I'll just cause him trouble. Isn't that right?"I sensed Evie seeking praise and found it strange. Was it really something to be proud of to understand such a simple truth? No wonder in the original book, pursuing Quentin was so difficult. Is this all it takes?I popped a dried strawberry into my mouth and said, "Your serious expression is like the security guards' faces when posted on billboards under a bridge.""..."For the next two weeks, Quentin left early and returned late every day. Evie and I hardly saw him. This drove Evie crazy. She harassed me all day, and I almost left home.This terrible situation continued until Quentin's work came to an end.When Que
Last Updated : 2023-08-05
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I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Mysterious
The night was dim; I pulled down the curtains, shutting out the streetlights and faint moonlight outside, leaving only a bedside lamp glowing in the bedroom. I returned to the bedside, sat down, and looked down at Quentin, who was peacefully asleep. I sighed and then chuckled. "I wonder if it hurts." I touched Quentin's neck. This dramatic person actually used broken glass shards to stab into his neck. The tattered book from earlier, like a door of memories, sealed memories deep in my heart, suddenly lifted that barrier and surged unbridledly. "I..." Quentin grasped my hand in his sleep, tightly, as if afraid that I would run away. "I can't run. Wherever I am, you can find me." I smiled gently, lifted the blanket, lay down on the bed, and then placed my head on Quentin's shoulder. Smelling the fragrance of the person beside me, I slowly entered dreamland. The next day, when Quentin opened his eyes, he saw me lying beside him, looking at him.Quentin blinked slightly, and after
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel You're different
I smiled, "And then what?" She sighed, "And then I figured out that what's amiable is just because I'm an outsider, plus my uncle's friendship with dad, but you're different." I hmmmed, "I know." She finally laughed out loud and reached up to poke me in the head, "Just say 'I know'." When she finished she sighed, "You're really not leaving this time, are you?" She sniffled, "You did the same thing last time, acted like nothing happened in front of me and then left without saying a word." I shook my head, "Not leaving, really." She stared at my glasses for a long time, as if trying to see through me. After a long time, she sighs slightly and says to me, "Zephyrine, do you love me?" I looked at her glasses in the same way, at the tears hanging under her lashes, and the seriousness of the moment unlike any other. Without hesitation, I reached up and hooked my hand around her pinky and said, "Love." I really like her. The first time I saw her, I was about 10 years old
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Trash
The lift was on the upper floors, and not wanting to wait, I took the side stairs. What was there to say to her, what else was there to say. I lowered my head and didn't say anything. His intention was for me to talk to Shelby, but I couldn't open my mouth when I saw Shelby. My father drove me to the airport, and at the last minute, I pulled out my phone and sent her a text message, "Let's break up." So after leaving from the house that day, I was resenting her in my heart, but on the one hand, I still liked her a lot, making me conflicted. On the way back, my mind was still a little foggy as far as what I had just said and done, and what my father had said and done was even more of a mess. She sniffled, "You can't lie to me in the future." It was slow going, the sound of my slippers touching the floor after the living room, chugging, and it didn't take long for my eyes to adjust to the light as I eased over and took a seat beside her. I patted her head and told her, "I'm no
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Rub
First he looked at me, then he smothered his head in the covers, and after a few seconds of silence, because he wasn't breathing well, he reached out and poked holes in his face and the quilt pieces again, propping himself up with his arms. I smiled and asked in a low voice, "What time did you go to bed yesterday?" She mumbled a few times, "I don't know." No longer bothering her, patted her bottom hidden in the quilt, whispered to her that I went to work, and left the study. The summer days were a bit hot and lazy, and the day was over, but looking back I kind of don't remember exactly what I did, even though all the work was done. Went home as usual and Shelby wasn't there when I got there. Got a Snapchat from her a few minutes ago and she told me that her work was completely finished and figured she was on her way home now. I was a bit lazy tonight and didn't feel like cooking, so after playing on my phone in the living room for a while, I heard a noise coming from the doorway
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Make dinner
She hmmmed, then moved a little closer to me and grabbed the collar and pulled it down, "Nah, take the edge off." I laughed, "Tell me more, we're not discussing this right now." She frowns, "Knowingly." When she stopped, I asked, "Is she swearing at me?" I let out a low chuckle and moved up, not biting, but kissing gently and looking up at her, "There." I nodded. She didn't look at me, and I didn't comment on her remark, heading towards the kitchen. She shook her head at me, "No, I won't go without Master Gu's permission." I reached out to touch her face, "Good boy." I gave a long drawn out, quizzical oh and looked at her and asked, "What if your mum, forces you to go?" She oh'ed and got off of me and sat to the side, continuing to pick up her phone. She looked up at me slightly, "Going somewhere?" Alanna laughs and adds, "I just told her we were on the phone, ugh, do you think she'll be listening on the door right now?" Alanna wails, "Yeah, scolding her for being nice."
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Affect me
"I heard that Shelby was competing a few months ago?" My father's words broke my thoughts and I looked up at him, he was smiling at Shelby, "How did it go?" I turned my head to look at him. I reached out and poked her collarbone, "What do you think I'm afraid of?" The living room of the house separates me from my dad's room, and if there are no other guests, this bathroom is for my sole use, so to speak. She stepped forward and said softly, "Didn't you hear my mother say, I was called there by her." I jerked my foot back and silently pulled my chair back and stood up, heading towards the bathroom. Shelby smiled and replied, "Took first place." She gave me a look that was more like it. Shelby's mother laughed, put her chopsticks down, and said in a serious and slightly flirtatious manner, "It's rare that you're interested in matchmaking today, I really do have quite a lot of photos and profiles of various single youths on hand." She poked Shelby in the barrel, "Go get the mobi
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Sub-point
Good to know. I turned my head and looked at her a little, "Hard to hear." The owner smiled, "Miss Zephyrine had a great idea, we just followed it." Old auntie smiled at me, big red lipstick while her teeth white bright, eyes winking said: "Dear, do not think I am very cute?" After that she asked, "Can I really not go tomorrow?" I assumed it was another guest, but to my surprise, half a minute later, it was Shelby, and her mother, who walked into the house. I'm afraid I can't say any more words of blessing, Shelby is better at this kind of thing. After waiting in the shop a little longer for the owner to finish touching up my handwriting, we left. Alanna had taken the guy after all, and she had borrowed this car from him for the night, and had just had a long discussion in the car park about who was going to be the driver, before finally letting me be in the driver's seat. The next day was Sunday, and when I took a taxi to the house, it was just about dinner time, so I went
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel I don't want to know
She said with a faint oh and a look of death, "Sofia said you're a quiet person, very much to her liking, and you're reliable in your studies or in your work, and you also have a tacit understanding with you and have a lot to talk about." She shrugged her shoulders and didn't move on, just fed me a bite and she took a bite of her own. I was puzzled, "How come I didn't know that." I interrupted her, "Sofia is treated as an old friend in my case, in my opinion it's normal for friends who haven't seen each other for years to have dinner." I smiled, "Of course, it's also a fact that she's my ex-girlfriend, so I told you as soon as I got back, and if you think this needs to be a pissed off tantrum, then the prerequisite for that should be that Sofia and I are still coupled up, and that I'm still having a fling with her, but the fact that it's not is not the case, so this is not something that needs to be a tantrum." "But I'm still hung up on the fact that you two were alone, so what d
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel A wedding bride
Just a few metres away, I was torn between saying hello and not saying hello, but finally chose the latter and walked straight towards the side away from her without moving. She was standing over at one of the department's presentation boards, looking up intently without being disturbed by people coming and going. I looked at her from a distance, I hadn't seen her for a few years, but she seemed to be the same as before, her hair hadn't grown, and her clothes were still in the same style. Shelby is a person who lives a very casual life, a lot of places to make do, not too concerned about the details, a lot of trivial things she listens to me, but also rest assured to let me, no matter what kind, she has no objections. The waiter served the first course, which suddenly reminded me of the person still sleeping at home, and I couldn't worry about her, so I picked up my phone and ordered takeaway for her. We walked together in the direction of the lift, but on the way, met a person.
