MiuNovels

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. 

Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream.

“Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!”

“Like a game?”

“Uh . . . sure.”

“Great, I’m in!”

And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. 

Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style.

**[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads.  

The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience.

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[WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!]

“Then serve me . . . properly.”

The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars.

“Y-yes your majesty.” 

Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip.

“You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch.

“I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse.

Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?”

Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on.

"Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

The Villains Must Win

Valerian turned a page in his book, pretending not to notice the way Evelyn was still watching him. But the weight of her gaze was impossible to ignore.

"Why so secretive, Cross?" she finally asked, her voice lilting with amusement. "We're partners now. Isn't it only right that we get to know each other?"

He didn't even look up. "I don't trust you enough to tell you anything." His voice was curt, detached. "You're still a witch."

Evelyn chuckled, the sound smooth and knowing. "Really? And here I thought I was the most reliable creature you had right now." She rested her chin in her palm, a grin playing on her lips. "Say what you will about witches, but we don't betray like you humans do."

His grip on the book tightened slightly as his brow furrowed. There was something in the way she said it—something heavier, laced with an unspoken meaning.

Valerian Cross 16