《The Author Who Became A Villainess》Arc 4: Chapter 76
Advertisement
The moon which shone brightly in the night sky, slowly disappeared as the sun woke up from its slumber, rising up high in the sky. Birds sitting on branches sang to a tune as a new day came.
A knock echoed through the large room. It was painted in beige with many ornaments placed all over the room as decorations.
"Your highness, it is time for you to wake up." a muffle maid's voice spoke.
Soft rustles from the bed movement were heard before a petite body rose. Her long curly white hair rested on her shoulders as she rubbed her eyes.
"Come in." she ordered.
The maids waiting outside soon came in and dressed her up. She wore a black dress with mid length sleeves. Her hair was brushed out and put into two neat side buns. Another knock was heard before a figure walked in.
"Good morning your highness." Alec spoke and bowed.
The maids did the same once they finished dressing her up. She paid no attention to them and walked towards Alec's side. A smile bloomed on her face as she looked at him.
"Good morning. Seeing your face is always a good start." Hera said and nodded.
She reached her hand out and caressed his cheek but he avoided it. He turned his back to her,
"Your breakfast is ready, your highness."
Hera frowned at his response to her touch but nodded.
"Bring me there."
"As you wish, your highness."
Footsteps echoed through the mansion, every servant bowed their heads as she walked past. She never once glanced at them only looking ahead at Alec's back.
The memory of him taking care of the red haired girl flashed between her eyes. How his eyes only looked at her, ignoring everyone and their surroundings. She heard how soft and gentle his voice was as he took care of her.
Her hands that were at the sides, curled into tight fists. Why wouldn't he look at her that way? Why wouldn't he even spare a glance at her? He never once did and only looked at her if she called him.
What makes them so different? Hera knew Elenor took him in because of his face. So why did he look at them so differently as if they weren't the same?
She should be the one where he spoke gently to her, not some mere marquess daughter that barely stood a chance with her looks.
Upon reaching the dining hall, Alec pulled the chair allowing Hera to take a seat. Without wasting a second, the servants brought her meal out before disappearing, only her and Alec remained in the dining hall.
Advertisement
It was silent for the whole meal. She glanced at Alec who looked straight ahead, waiting for her to finish her meal. She gritted her teeth in annoyance.
"Look at me." she ordered.
Alec followed her orders and looked at her. She looked straight into his eyes. Although it was her in it, she wasn't satisfied. She wanted him whole.
"Leave."
Alec bowed and walked away. Once he was gone, she threw her utensils in anger. Taking in deep breaths, she calmed herself down. A thought came across her mind.
'Ah. How could I forget?'
An eerie smile was plastered on her face as she got up from her seat. She then headed down to the basement where no light could come in. As she slowly ascended down, muffled whimpers and whispers began to fill her ears like music.
Her heels clacked against the hard pavement. She could hear sharp intakes of breaths as she walked past the cells. Stopping at the last cell, she walked inside. She snapped her fingers and a guard that was guarding the basement saluted and waited for her orders.
As she walked past the cells, she had briefly scanned through the bodies. Pointing her finger to a random boy in a cell, she smirked.
"Bring him in here."
"Yes your highness!" the guard dragged the boy out.
"No! Please! Not me please!" he yelled out, struggling out of the guard's hold but he was too weak.
Hera giggled at the sight as the guard tied his hands and feet up to the wall with chains. Hera looked at the boy who trembled. The sounds of the chain hitting against the wall as his body trembled in fear, excited her.
She smiled, forgetting about her anger previously. She lifted his chin upwards before looking at her tools.
"What shall I do today..?" she muttered to herself as she picked up each tool, thinking hard.
"P-please... let me go.. I want to see my family.." the boy whimpered.
Hera laughed before shaking her head, "Silly you, I bought you from them remember? Why go back to them when they threw you to me?"
"No..!" he shook his head.
Hera picked up an electric tool. Checking if it was working, she thought a bit before nodding to herself. She turned back to the boy who was still shaking in fear.
She drew closer to the boy who tried to get away from her but failed. She laughed at his attempt.
"Even if you went back to your family, they wouldn't want you. You look so ugly now. Aren't you glad I'm still giving you attention? Nobody would want to look at someone as ugly as you." she whispered into his ear.
Advertisement
His face paled. The chains clashing together grew louder as he tried to get out of it. Hera rolled her eyes at his poor attempt to escape.
She sighed before pressing the cool metal rod against his skin.
"People like you who can't appreciate my kindness should be punished. You're still alive although you are hideous. Your sin is being ugly."
Electric shock ran through his body causing him to scream in pain. Hera closed her eyes, listening to his screams before cranking it higher causing him to scream louder and higher.
She fluttered her eyes open to see his eyes rolling to the back to his head as he screamed. Blood began trickling down his mouth as his body shook.
She smiled happily as she watched him scream in agony, "This is your punishment. Repent."
His screams echoed through the basement, letting everyone in the cells hear it. They all could hear the pain in his strained voice as he continued to scream and howl in pain but nobody above could. Above the basement, it was peaceful.
Unable to see or hear the screams of pain that run through the basement.
Hera often didn't grow bored of torturing however today was different. Her mind wandered elsewhere even when she increased the voltage more. She sighed, already bored of today's event.
She turned it off and left the cell, "Take him away. If he dies, throw him somewhere no one can find the body and if he lives.."
She chuckled at the thought, "I doubt he will be."
She left the basement. Her attire was still clean as if she never went to the murky damp basement. She returned to her room. At the corner of her eye, a brown teddy bear sat on the furthest corner of the cupboard.
She walked up to it, brushing her fingers on the soft material. A fond memory that had been locked away deep inside her, resurfaced.
"Brother! Brother!" a small child figure, clinging on to the teddy bear tightly as she ran towards a figure taller and tanner than the latter.
The figure turned to the small child and smiled. Stroking her head, he spoke in a soft manner.
"Hera, do you like the present?" he asked.
Hera nodded. A bright happy smile plastered on her face as she lifted the teddy bear up to let her older brother see.
"I love it brother!! Thank you!"
"This is for your birthday. Sorry big brother wasn't able to celebrate on the day."
She shook her head, "Brother already gave me a gift so I forgive! And I love brother very much. There's no way I can hate brother."
He chuckled at his cute sister whose eyes sparkled as they gazed at the teddy bear.
"Your highness! Please don't associate with that princess." a large chubby figure came into view, strunting over to where the two siblings were at.
"What's wrong with talking to my baby sister?" he asked.
The chubby man coldly glanced at Hera who flinched at the gaze, hiding behind Judas.
"A child born from a lowly maid has no place here." he spat.
"As your tutor, I advise you not to go near this child. It will not look good when the higher ups see this." he then proceeds to grab Judas by the arm before taking him somewhere that Hera will be unable to find.
"Hera! I'll come back another time!!" he yelled out hoping he didn't upset her.
Hera mustered up a smile before waving goodbye, "Alright brother, see you!"
Hera fluttered her eyes open, staring at the teddy bear she had been touching as she reminisced the memory. A knock on the door was heard before a man in a butler attire walked in.
"Your highness."
"What is it?" her cold gaze swept towards the man who kneeled before her. Dark blue hair and eyes.
She never tried to remember his name or his existence. Not beautiful enough.
"I have brought the people you have requested."
"How many did you buy?"
"Not more than ten, your highness."
"Good. Keep them in the basement. I will head there later and see which one is suitable to be brought out."
"Yes your highness." the butler left without another word, leaving Hera to her own thoughts once more.
Her celeste blue eyes fell back on the teddy bear. A surge of anger rose in her chest. She threw the plush toy to the ground. Her breathing becoming erratic. She continued thrashing her room until her anger subsided.
She sat on the couch in her room. After anger came laughter. Small giggles slipped through her lips before it turned to chuckles and lastly loud fits of laughter. She laughed until she couldn't. Until her throat was parched and scratchy.
Staring at the ceiling, a small mutter flew out of her lips.
"You never came back brother..."
---
hera's pov ( *^-^)ρ(*╯^╰)
Advertisement
- In Serial39 Chapters
A Girl and Her Food
When a lost girl wakes up without a name, she quickly finds herself alone in a way that people around her can’t fix. Without a real plan and desperate to find what’s wrong with her, she thrashes and bites to stay alive. But human beings are weak things, that band together for strength, no matter who we are. Now if only she could work up the courage to ask one question... It’s normal to get stronger when you drink the blood of monsters. Right? Things to expect: - A powerful but kinda neurotic and emotional protagonist, with some degree of weak to strong. Or maybe strong to stronger, honestly. She's pretty rational and practical about things but won't always make the best decisions, so be warned if you super-dislike characters doing dumb stuff for emotional reasons sometimes. - Lots of dialogue and characterization, especially as we get more into it. It's focused on a single POV, but there might be some sections of other POVs later on, I'm not sure right now. - Magic is on the softer side, but I'll try to keep things fleshed out enough to avoid any obvious "well-established magic could have seemingly instantly solved this problem" moments. - I didn't add the mystery tag because I feel like it implies that this is a detective novel or something, but the story is absolutely incredibly opaque at times. So you'll have the most fun if you go into it trying to puzzle out the nature of events before they're explicitly explained!😇 - Also, I added the genre for completion, but it's gonna take a while to get to the romance. Please wait warmly and have some tea. Participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge!
8 357 - In Serial9 Chapters
The Mercurial Lives of Kajulan and Tekole
Kajulan is a young outlaw in the city of Romba, whose way of life has become threatened by the ever-shifting realities of the criminal underworld. Armed with nothing but a knife, some wit, and a poor attitude, she must learn to adapt to the new reality of her situation, lest she gets left behind by a changing world. Thankfully, Kajulan isn’t the only one in Romba at a crossroads. Factory hand Tekole has begun to become disillusioned with his lot in life, and with just a little pushing, Kajulan might find that she has a new partner in crime.
8 162 - In Serial50 Chapters
Equations of Dance
Trevon Carter is on his own for the first time as a freshman in college. He has known he was bisexual for along time, but never admitted it out loud. Then he met Arthur Sakho. The sophomore ballet dancer changes Trevon in ways he never expected. Names, characters, events and incidents are a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. This story contains mature sexual content. This is a spinoff of From My Enemy To My Love, but each story can stand on its own. Copyright 2019: All Rights Reserved First published on Wattpad
8 137 - In Serial36 Chapters
Twisted Love
Alizeh- Hate is an extreme form of obsession.The boy in my dreams also haunted my worst nightmares. They say he is a beautiful angry god. But to me?He was my childhood tormentor, my destruction and my biggest addiction.Our story wasn't a fairy tale, it was a witch tale.Wicked, Real and Painful. Zohravar-Ten years ago, she barged into my life unannounced, turning everything upside down.I hated her. I craved her.Like a tornado, shocking, violent and so powerful it could rip my soul out of my mouth.She was mine.Always. Whenever. Forever.The problem was, she didn't know it.This story has dark themes that will make you make you shiver with discomfort, so viewer discretion is advised.
8 181 - In Serial40 Chapters
Where's Waldo x Reader
You and Waldo have a complicated relationship, you're always looking for him and he's always hiding from you. When you enter a crowd with him it's as if he disappears and you have to follow your heart to find him. Sometimes you wonder though, what if, in an alternate universe, Waldo was looking for you~?This story takes place in an alternate universe where Waldo never met his girlfriend Wendy, and therefore having the Waldo books never exist.(Complete and now under revisions)
8 66 - In Serial61 Chapters
CEO Daddy, let's get mommy.
Tired of the loveless marriage. Esther Benjamin decides to divorce her devilish husband Arthur Garcia. But before she tried to leave him, he realizes he needs her because he needs to feed his ego. So, he will not let her leave. But Esther is stubborn. She decides, to leave for real. She left her adopted son also. So, that she can get away from his clutches. Two years later....Esther took her one-year-old child in her arms and started making her way to her home country. After all, it's been two years and due to work, she has to go there. She decided to go away after she finishes her work. But God has other plans for her. She will find her ex-husband there. What happens then? Her adopted son saw his mother returned but she will not meet. So, he asks his father, "CEO Daddy, Let's Get Mommy". Join the journey of a kid where he and his father tries to get back their mother and wife.
8 372

