K_Mopo

Being a villain is bad... but is that really true?

In a world where magic is the lifeblood of the land, two women from opposing sides are destined to collide in a tale of love, power, and the thin line between good and evil.

Alyndra was only five when her life was shattered by the brutal murder of her parents. Raised in the tranquil kingdom of Lunaria, she learned to wield her innate magical abilities to protect and heal. Despite the darkness in her past, she holds onto hope and goodness, dedicating herself to helping others and honoring her parents' memory.

But the shadows that have lingered in her heart are not so easily quelled. Alyndra's kindness is tested when she crosses paths with a powerful and enigmatic woman from the dark kingdom of Noxaris.

Thalindra is a force to be reckoned with feared and revered as one of the most powerful sorceresses in the land. With her striking androgynous appearance, short-cropped black hair, and piercing amber eyes, Thalindra commands respect and awe. Yet beneath her cold and calculating exterior lies a deep-seated loneliness and a hunger for a kindred spirit. 

Thalindra is on a quest to find a partner in crime, someone who can match her in power and ambition, but all those she encounters bore her until she meets Alyndra.

Their first meeting is one of conflict, as Alyndra stands in the way of Thalindra's plans. But instead of seeing Alyndra as just another obstacle, Thalindra is intrigued by the younger woman's strength and the darkness she senses lurking within her. Thalindra sees in Alyndra a potential ally and something more.

As they continue to clash, a slow and dangerous connection forms between them. Alyndra is drawn to Thalindra in ways she cannot understand, her once-clear sense of right and wrong becoming increasingly blurred. And Thalindra, for the first time in her life, feels a genuine affection for someone one that could either save her or doom them both.

In this enemies-to-lovers tale, the line between hero and villain will be redrawn, and the roles will reverse as Alyndra's transformation into a darker self unfolds. The two women will challenge each other, shape each other, and ultimately, destroy each other’s old selves to forge something entirely new whether it will be for better or for worse remains to be seen.

Becoming The Villainess’ Acolyte

I climbed the stairs with a forced calm, determined to maintain some sense of distance. I'd cooked, but that didn't mean I was about to start playing the perfect host.

I told myself this, over and over, hoping it would help me rein in any lingering signs of weakness before I faced her.

This wasn't about kindness; it was about practicality. She'd need her strength before leaving, and I'd need her gone before I started questioning my choices.

Reaching the top, I pushed open the door to find her lying on her side, dozing peacefully in my bed, wrapped in a quilt that suddenly seemed too soft, too inviting.

I frowned, hoping the act of scowling might somehow shield me from whatever was messing with my resolve. She looked almost peaceful, and it was incredibly… unsettling.

"Alyndra," I called, but my voice came out softer than intended. I cleared my throat, annoyance prickling at me. "Wake up. Food's ready, and you're not staying here forever."

I'm not kind