All Chapters of The Villainess With No Happy Endings: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I could feel my head hurting as I sat up in my bed. My throat felt painful and really dry. For some reason, my eyes felt puffy, as if I was crying. I lifted the covers that were covering me off and put my feet to the ground. As soon as I did that I collapsed onto the floor.  My body felt so weak and my stomach was hurting so much like I haven’t eaten in a while. I was so confused about what was happening. From the corner of my eye, I saw a mirror showing a small figure.  I turned around to face the mirror fully and felt even more confused. The mirror showed a girl in a nightgown, who looked to be ten years old and skinny to the point her cheeks were sunken in. I realize that I had long curly brown hair that reached my lower back. My skin was dark but seemed rather pale as if I haven’t seen the sun in a while.  What drew me in was my dark and seemingly empty brown eyes. It reminds me of my own e

“Aurelia! I was so worried when I heard you were sent to the hospital! Are you okay? Are you still in pain?” Eli was getting too close to me with that snot covered face so I, not hiding it, move away from him with a disgusted and annoyed expression. Even though his face was so gross looking to me right now I could see how he was “attractive” to Aurelia in the first place.  With a face that still had baby fat, I could see deep blue eyes that I am surprised someone so young has. His light caramel skin went well with his light blonde hair. As I keep on looking at him I notice that his feet were off the ground as he fully lay on my bed. I could see he was currently wearing a white floral dress with white ribbons holding his hair up into pigtails.  He gave off an expression of an innocent child who could never hurt anyone. I narrow my eyes at the thought, feeling my heart tighten as I continue to look at Eli. I c

It was in the middle of the night and my only light source was a candle that I found in the house. I was sitting in the middle of my bedroom with my black book in front of me. I tried to once again open it but stopped once I realized it wasn’t going to budge.   “Okay... From the books I read on magic and dark magic if I want to get started with it I have to give up something of myself… It must be talking about blood since I don’t know what else I could give up from myself.” I lift a needle that I stole from Mae sewing kit and stab myself in the finger with it.   I held the finger dripping with blood over my black blood and let my blood fall onto it. My blood landed on the book and I looked at it with focused eyes, waiting for something to happen. I was getting irritated when nothing happened after a few minutes and was going to get off the ground when the candle in front of me went out.

I spent two months in my house slowly expanding my knowledge of the world.  My magic was getting better but it wasn’t perfect. I could still hear that voice appear in my head often but I always manage to push them back down.   I was currently having a lesson with my tutor who was impressed with how much I improve over the two months since I got into this body. He was currently teaching me stuff that was more suited for children who were older than me.   “I am impressed with how you are progressing in your studies. Your magic is above average as well. I wonder if you were able to do this before, why didn’t you?” My tutor was currently looking through assignments he gave me with pleased eyes. I felt satisfied that he was impressed with how I was doing. But it wasn’t enough. Everything had to be better than everyone.   “I was too focused on getting atten

I was in my house library studying and taking notes of things I didn’t understand so I could ask my tutor to explain it to me when we came at the usual time. I increased my studying time after I met that prick, Colton.   I had to take a deep breath as I remembered him and made sure to get my emotions under control. I don’t want to lose to that dick. I have to keep my studying up so he will not catch up with me. I would rather bite my tongue off than lose to that stuck up dick.   As I was reading through a book on the history of how magic came to be I heard the door to the library open. I didn’t bother looking up, assuming it was one of my servants here to leave me a little snack. After a few minutes of silence, I realized that the person who came into the room didn’t leave and I could feel them looking at me with intense eyes.   Looking up from my book with a little b