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How to survive as a villain

Ren Jiang, an introverted architect, died. He found himself transmigrating into a psychotic villain of the novel he read. Thinking about gaining new martial powers, he excitedly stepped out of the door. He did not get the powers but ended up face to face with a childhood friend who was obsessed with the original body. Ren, "..." Trying to get rid of the obsessed friend he found himself entangled in life and death situation with none other than the male lead. Ren, "... Please, leave me alone!" With the help of his system, Ren, now, Dorion, tried warding off the evil people and correcting original's evil ways. He finally achieved a peaceful life.... Not really. Even, when he carefully avoided any troublesome interactions with the main leads, he still, ended up catching the eye of the male supporting character. A person who appeared at the end of the novel, just to torture the original Dorion. Even when the original owner begged for death, he was cured to be tortured again. Ren, "..." Looking at the tall figure coming towards him, Ren sneakily tried to wiggle his way out, "I'll l-leave right now. I-I didn't m-mean to come here…” Kade Death laughed, his red eyes gleaming with intense emotions. He easily trapped the beautiful person in his arms, "My sweet, you didn't actually think that I would let you go, right? The scared Ren, "..." I did, But I dare not say! "I let you go once, angel, not anymore..." Ren, "...System, H-Help!" System, "Why don't you help me?!!!! Save me from the claws of this nine-tailed fox!!!!" ---------------------------------------------------------- "It's a slow burn. You have been warned that there will be smut... but at later parts. (after 100 chapters...) Readers can show their support by voting on the chapters. .............................................................

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Leaving Tomorrow

Ren watched as the cub attentively tapped something with those fluffy paws. The more he watched, the more his eyes grew heavier.

Despite the flood of sympathy and apologies, he could not help but feel a bit empty. He was obviously glad by the fact that he did not break down in front of his mother.

No, he was not just glad. He was actually proud of himself.

Proud that he managed to stay cool-headed when his anger was threatening to spill from his eyes in the form of tears. It was his bad habit. Something he just could not get rid of.

Albeit a very few, every time his anger crossed a certain level, he would end up with tears in his eyes.

Hence, whenever there was a talk about crying in college, he would say that the last time he cried was when he got over his first crush. People would believe that it must be in high school and will not ask any more questions.