The Villianess story: A 100 ways to kill your husband

“Areyounotscareditmightbepoisoned?”Abrielle'saskedCedricwhodrankthewinewithouthesitation.Cedricleanedclosertoherwithhisheadcrookedonherneck,hiswarmintoxicatingbreathtricklingonherskin.Hishoarsevoicecameoutlightly.“Ifthepoisonisgivenbymywife,Iwilldrinkitwithouthesitation.Itwillbeanhonourtodieinyourhands.”Abrielle'smouthfellagape,stunnedbyhiswords.Whatwaswrongwithhishead?Cedricthenbitthetipofhereartodistractherfromherthoughts.“NowIhavedoneyourbidding,dearwife;itistimeyoudomine.Howaboutwegetridofthisrestrictiononyourbody?”Abrielle'sfaceflushedred.Thisslyscum.Shecouldnotwaittokillhim.Beingtransmigratedtoyourfavouritenovelwouldbeanyone'sdream,well,exceptforHazel.Hazel,aworld-classwriter,wastransmigratedintoherbook,“TheDragonsandthepriestess.”aftershediedinanunfortunateaccidentadaybeforeherfirstdatewithherlong-timecrush.Shewasalreadycussingherluckuntilshewashitbyadoubletragedy.HazelwasnowAbrielle,theVillainessofthenovel,whowasdestinedtodieatherhusband'shand,PrinceCedric.Struckwiththistragedy,Abrielleattemptedtoescapetheborderbeforeherweddingbutfailedmiserably.ForcedtomarrytheheartlessfirstprinceofDarconiainamarriagethatcouldonlybebrokenwithdeathastheescape,Abriellecameupwithanotherplan.“Ahundredwaystokillherhusband.”Abrielle,whofindsherselfinthemiddleofthemessedupplotofhernovel,triestonavigatethisworldbytryingseveralmethodstokillherhusbandbecausesherefusestodiebyhercreation'shand.Butwhydoes,despitemultipleattemptsoftryingtokillthisheartlessprince,herefusetodieandjustkeepsonbotheringAbrielle?Heshouldbeinterestedinthefemaleleadandnotthevillainess!Whydon'tyoujointhisepicjourneyandseehowAbrielle'sandCedric'sstoryunfold?Wouldshebeabletoescapeherfate?