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Assistant to the Villain by Hannah Nicole Maehrer
"We're all monsters in the end. At least mine lives in the light."
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i just finished assistant to the villain and i’m shaking crying burning alive i can’t breathe im stimming so hard that was the best book ive read in my life
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God fuck I just remembered.
Evie doesn't know how Trystan feels about her. And Trystan doesn't know how Evie feels about him.
They've just been separated, and he probably thinks he's going back to the dark alone forever and he has NO IDEA she's about to burn the entire world down to get him back. He has no idea that Blade and Becky and Tatianna and Clare and probably a lot of his other people will gladly follow her into the flames to save him.
Prepare to get so fucking rescued by your found family who loves you Trystan you adorable idiot.
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Welp I finished Assistant To The Villain. Again.
Honestly very rude of the ending to not change like how dare you hurt me again
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Okay so is it just me who thinks the Guard who helped Evie could be Gideon?
Because it would explain why Trystan doesn't know him, doesn't trust him, and yet the guy still helps Evie.
Also, her mother left, as we all know, but what if she didn't kill Gideon and either hid him or told him to run away instead?
If it is Gideon, then did he decide to infiltrate Benedict's lot by himself? Or did he join the guards thinking they were the good guys, and end up seeing the acts they committed (maybe even what they did to Trystan?) and decided to do a little betraying with a dash of subterfuge?
I don't know, just seems like a viable possibility.
(Also her father being the traitor, I am NOT OKAY-)
#assistant to the villain#i am not okay#crying screaming throwing up#evie sage#gideon sage#trystan maverine
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I need more Trystan and Kingsley backstory
Like, they were friends??
Is he the king's son? Somenother country's? Did Trystan curse him, or was it someone else? Or was it an accident?
Then how did Kingsley become his prisoner?
I have so many questions
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So the guvre are pretty clear foreshadowing right?? We all got that?? Or am I looking too deep?
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Summary: After his rescue from King Benedict’s dungeons, The Villain finds himself forced to make a difficult declaration.
AN: The characters in this fic may not be familiar to all of my readers, as some of you haven't read Assistant to the Villain. Again, I highly recommend it. It was so much fun and I'm dying for book two. In the meantime, I humbly offer slightly unhinged Evie and pathetic simp Trystan.
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Chapter I: This Writhing Thing
Evie
I. Beg. You.
Heartless, stoic, cold, brutal, ruthless.
Countless words could be used to describe The Villain, each one as horrible as the last. They were whispered to children as warnings.
Stray from your bed and The Villain will snatch you up.
How many times had her father said those very words to her and her sister in her childhood, threatening them with the dark of night and a faceless beast? Evie scoffed, refusing to think of the man she’d called a parent for twenty-three years. He was the heartless one in this story.
But The Villain—Trystan… She wrung her fingers, letting her worry finally show within the privacy of his office, her rising emotions making her more claustrophobic than any tight space could. That constant flutter in her stomach had grown as the months passed, morphing into a great writhing thing that curled around her heart, squeezing.
An endless drumbeat. A reminder.
I. Beg. You.
Ruthless. “No,” she snarled to the darkness around her. That squeezing eased, if only a fraction, and she raised her chin once more. “If the world wants ruthless, I’ll be the one to grant that request.”
Though the declaration was made to nothing more than the empty air and a sign-wielding frog, there was a shift all the same. A shift in power. For now.
~~~~~
The Villain
She had been exquisite.
Trystan’s pride was in shambles, and yet he couldn’t bring himself to care. Not when the only thing he could picture was his sunshine assistant dressed in his colors, executing a flawless rescue mission. “I told you you can’t always be the one to do the saving around here.”
If he hadn’t been in so much pain, he would have laughed. But all he could feel in that moment was agony and awe. Tatianna had managed to eliminate the first, thankfully, but the latter was another matter altogether.
And now—well, now his brain refuses to process anything productive. For example, running his equally honorable and nefarious empire. Well, perhaps not equally.
There was a hesitant knock on his office door and he found his heart rate climbing. Sage—Evie wasn’t exactly prone to knocking, but she was one of the few employees who lingered beyond the closing bell these few days he’d been back. He supposed she didn’t have anything to rush back to, with her father held prisoner and her sister living here with her on the west side of the manor. The door opened just a few inches. “Mr. Maverine?”
Ah, not his little tornado, but her miniature. He clenched his jaw. Evie wasn���t his anything.
“Lyssa, what can I do for you?”
“I just thought—” She twisted the toe of her shoe in front of her awkwardly. “Never mind. I’m sure you're busy.” He raised a brow. He thought the girl had been accepting of his newly revealed identity as The Villain. But then, there was probably a reason she still addressed him so formally. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that, or why he cared about a child’s opinion at all. “I just thought… My sister has been acting very strange the past few days. Maybe it had something to do with work. And you could, um, help her?”
He cleared his throat. “Lyssa, if your sister has a work concern, believe me, she’d make it known.” Unless it didn’t have a thing to do with office tension. He sighed, resting a stiff hand on her shoulder when her worry seemed to linger. “We have a meeting every morning. If there’s an issue, it will be solved.”
“Hey,” a familiar voice called from outside. “I’m going to track down my sister and head off. Was there anything you… Well then. What’s going on here?”
“Nothing,” Lyssa said, the picture of innocence. “Mr. Maverine was just saying he wanted to talk to you before we went home. Right?”
He frowned at the girl, seeing his assistant take a step closer in his periphery. “Sir?”
“Indeed,” he conceded. “If you don’t mind waiting outside, Lyssa.”
“Oh, Tati said she’d take me back to my room.” She batted her lashes, turning to her older sister. “Take all the time you need. I’ll be fine.”
Of course this started with that meddlesome healer. Her retribution, he supposed, for dragging her into his business with Clare. Things on that front were “progressing”, he supposed. Now, it appeared his oldest friend thought it was his turn. Turning to the window, he gave Kingsley a pointed look, and for once the creature granted them true privacy, tailing the ten-year-old to who knows where.
He wasn’t concerned. She knew the lower levels where his torture was conducted were off limits, and the foyer was now clear of any evidence of decapitation—a small courtesy he could grant Evangelina. After all, he wasn’t a complete monster. Then again, the office rumor mill had brought word of a little incident involving a certain village blacksmith’s head. He let his lips twitch up at the thought. He always knew she had a little ruthlessness to her.
“Sir. You wanted a word?”
“Right. Yes.” Her fingers grazed the back of her chair before she sat. It was an effort to not think back to those same fingers brushing his face as she marked his lack of sleep or slipping into his own when they sat knee-to-knee. Again, he found himself clearing his throat—by the deadlands, stalling.
“Sage, it would appear some of those closest to you feel something is wrong at the moment.” She stiffened. “You’ve been as diligent as always, but not quite yourself.”
“Sir.” Her shoulders slumped. “I suppose I haven’t. But it’s nothing that I can’t put behind me.”
He hummed. “I haven’t quite been myself either. I’ve heard a brush with death makes you a little more keen to express your feelings. I didn’t believe it was true. Until now.”
“Going soft?” Her voice didn’t have its usual teasing lilt. In fact, she sounded downright nervous. “Sir, that night the king intercepted us. I think of it often.”
Trystan nodded, clasping his hands behind his back before they could curl and reveal his anger. “I could imagine an event like that would leave a scar.”
“No. I mean, yes, but… What I meant was, you were under no obligation to protect me and you tried even when…”
He could see the question in her eyes. A decade of hatred, seeing Benedict as nothing more than a beast, and Trystan had fallen to his knees before the man for someone he claimed was just an employee, her death a mere inconvenience to him. Now he had to explain himself. “I find now that you’ve become important to me, Evangelina.”
She startled at the use of her full name. He could count the number of times he’d said it in the past six months on one hand. A few steps and he was around his desk, perching on the edge, just shy of crowding the chair she occupied.
Who was he kidding? Any employee who crossed the threshold of his office had coined it “Evie’s chair” and knew better than to seat themselves.
“Sir?”
“I find when you are near, my emotions are not as easy to control, nor any sort of severity.”
She smirked. “Sir, I think that’s a fairly common affliction when it comes to people as optimistic as me. Not grounds for increased protection.”
“Sage,” he almost growled. Her smirk fell. “Perhaps you’ll let me continue. This isn’t particularly easy for me to confess.” She nodded, a signal for him to continue. “I find myself pleased that you are comfortable enough to touch me. That you seem to enjoy my company and want to know me, as you put it before. I knew when I hired you that you would be an exceptional addition to my empire. I did not realize I would develop feelings beyond a general appreciation.”
Her brows flicked upward. “You’re beginning to see where I’m going with this. Good.”
“I wouldn’t want to make assumptions, sir.”
Her words were hardly more than a whisper, but he heard something vital in them. Hope. He could only pray that meant what he thought it meant. “It isn’t exactly professional for one to have feelings for a coworker, let alone those in our positions. But then, I can’t say I’m terribly concerned with textbook professionalism in this line of work. Also, I’m exempt from any and all rules when I choose to be.”
She laughed at that, likely wondering if she could get away with calling him audacious.
As if she wasn’t well aware she could quite literally get away with murder, in his eyes.
For the third, perhaps fourth time he cleared his throat. He never realized he had a nervous tic before he met this woman. “That said, I would not wish to pursue you if you were uninterested.”
She laughed again, high and sudden. “Sorry, it’s just… Kissing you was certainly no hardship. Nor was anything else, for that matter.” She bit her lip. “Even so, people will talk.”
“Ignore them.”
“You don’t.” His jaw clenched. “We both know there was a little more than impertinence to whatever Joshua Lightenson said. I’m not so naive that my imagination is lacking. And you threw him out a window.”
The crass accusation made against Evie wasn’t one he’d easily forget, and he felt no remorse for his response. He hadn’t been truly in love with her then. Imagining the reaction he’d have to a rumor like that now… The woman before him, so full of sunshine, thought she had seen the darkest parts of him. But if she saw the reality, she would come to truly fear him at last, he was certain.
How easily would she shy from him if she heard how Trystan truly felt about her father’s deceit? The pain he wanted to inflict when he heard she’d been sold off Warsen like an animal brought to market. He couldn’t bear to consider it.
“If there comes a day when you wish to punish those who have slighted you, I’d be the last person to stand in your way. Until you’re ready to take that action, love, I’ll wield the blade in your stead.” He thought back to her infiltration of Benedict’s fortress a few days prior, letting his lips curl. She’d never looked more beautiful. “Perhaps we aren’t too far off.”
She flushed slightly, due to the endearment he used for a second time now or his mention of her budding ruthlessness, he couldn’t be sure. Regardless, he found himself leaning closer, his right hand reaching to stroke his thumb across her heated cheekbone. There was a slight quiver to her next breath, cementing the rocky ground he stood on. Would he spook her if he leaned down?
The things he’d give for just one more taste of this woman, to have that soft vanilla linger on his tongue once again.
She stood, shifting forward. “Sir—”
“Trystan,” he murmured.
“Trystan.” Head tipped back to meet his eyes, lips slightly parted, her invitation was clear. Call him what you will, he had no intention of wasting it. For a moment there was nothing but the warm softness of her lips, seconds later the darting of her tongue gave him the courage to bring his arms around her, her own tentatively winding to the back of his neck, the fingers of one hand playing at his nape.
Groaning, he broke the kiss, leaning down further to press a kiss to the pale skin of her throat, earning one of those soft little sounds he’d been blessed with at his father’s soirée. “You’ll be the death of me,” he panted. “I know it.”
She gave a sweet little giggle that lit up something inside of him. “Is this a good time to mention that dream you overheard me mentioning was truly filthy, and didn’t have a thing to do with mud or blood?”
He chuckled. “Little tornado, I’ve known that since the moment you said it. If there’s one thing you can’t do, it’s tell a convincing lie.” She squeaked as he spun them around, lifting her to sit on the edge of his desk before claiming her mouth once again. It was a perfect moment and it felt like nothing could touch them.
Until the seventh hour bell chimed. Once again, a precious moment interrupted by an ill-timed sound. Evie was the one to pull away, her withdrawal hesitant. “My sister. I might not have a two hour walk home anymore, but I still need to see to her care.”
“Of course. And I’m sure I’ve given you much to consider. Let me walk you back?”
She nodded, flitting back to her desk to gather what she’d left there originally. He only offered his arm. “Shall we?”
“We shall.”
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Sorry for the continuous Assistant To The Villian posts, I've finally, FINALLY have the book after waiting since August (my orders kept getting delayed) and I just finished reading it.
ANYWAY
Evie and Trystan (The Villain) are so fucking cute omg I can't with them 🥹🥹🥹🥹
I am so ready for Evie to go batshit in the second book. The Villain is so pathetically overprotective and in love with Evie. I don't blame him tho.
Becky and Evie's entire relationship is "I wish you were dead but if someone hurts you I might just kill them" and like Hannah (the author) said: They're a slow burn, but a friendship edition
Blade you hIMBO COME HERE I WANNA GIVE YOU A HUG YOU BBY DRAGON BOI
Tatianna is an icon.
The way I headcannoned that Tati is into women from the first time she's ever had a real appearance in Hannah's videos and then getting the confirmation that her ex was literally The Villain's sister I love Tatianna so much.
We got some crumbs of Blade and Becky I wonder how much of them we're getting in book two
Griffin Sage can go die in a hole
Otto Warsen can rot in hell
King Benedict is a dick
Trystan, Evie, Becky, Blade and Tatianna are the cutest little misfit family I've ever seen 🥹🥹🥹
#assistant to the villain#evie sage#evangelina sage#trystan maverine#rebecka erring#blade gushiken#tatianna the office healer#blade the dragon trainer#becky from hr
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Daily Reminder: Always read books with naughty words in them 😂
Assistant to the Villain by Hannah Nicole Maehrer
#books and libraries#currently reading#literature#romance#assistant to the villain#hannah nicole maehrer#evie#The villain#trystan maverine
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My delusional ass Re-reading assistant to the villain for the millionth time praying that the ending will change because whhhhhy. Like it doesn't matter how many times I read it, I'm still squealing and kicking my feet. I'm in love with them. I'm so not normal about it, and chapter 46???? Like hello??? Like get it, Trystan! I love him. I love evie I especially love Kingsley.
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SPOILERS FOR ASSISTANT TO THE VILLAIN
My favourite of my annotations
Evie Sage is me. We have the exact same humour and word vomit
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god i just realized the reason trystan uses a nightlight is because of not knowing when he would be beat in imprisonment
i’m kind of slow
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I'm sure you would my man I'm sure you would🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
#every second in full HD resolution I presume#oh man I love smut#please I'll never get over the fact that he thought the entire kiss was a dream🤣🤣#assistant to the villain#attv#trystan maverine#evie sage#bookblr#book rec#book recommendations#romantasy#romance books#hannah nicole maehrer
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#02: Assistant To The Villain
By Hannah Nicole Maehrer
Genre: Romance Fantasy
Publisher: Red Tower Books
ISBN: 978-1-64937-580-3
Price: $19.99 US
Page Count: 340
Date Started: January 25, 2024
Date Ended: January 26, 2024
Back Cover Blurb:
ASSISTANT WANTED: Notorious, high-ranking villain seeks loyal, levelheaded assistant for unspecific office duties, supporting staff for random mayhem and terror, and other Dark Things In General. Discretion a must. Excellent benefits
With ailing family to support, Evie Sage's employment status isn't just important, it's vital. So when a mishap with Rennedawn's most infamous Villain results in a job offer -- naturally, she says yes. No job is perfect, of course, but even less so when you develop a teeny crush on your terrifying, temperamental, and undeniably hot boss. Don't find evil so attractive, Evie.
But just when she's getting used to severed heads suspended from the ceiling and the odd squish of an errant eyeball beneath her heel, Evie suspects this dungeon has a huge rat.. and not just the literal kind. Because something rotten is growing in the kingdom of Rennedawn, and someone wants to take the Villain -- and his entire nefarious empire -- out.
Now Evie must not only resist drooling over her boss but also figure out exactly who is sabotaging his work.. and ensure he makes them pay.
After all, a good job is hard to find.
Review and Rate:
Honestly, I had a hard time putting this down. Evie's unwavering optimism in the face of multiple horrible encounters made me, (and the Villain) fall in love with her. The book follows Evie as she quiet literally stumbles upon the villain and worms her way into his employment, (and heart). She is always armed with a smile and her wit, which seems to endear her to all others around, even if they say they hate her. Cough cough Becky.
Evie has her fair share of challenges in this book, some easier to overcome than others, but she never allows anything to disarm her smile. It would be easy to say that I loved this book and leave it at that but truly, I loved it. Multiple times I caught myself laughing out loud at some of Evie's inner most thoughts, and outer ones too. It's easy to understand where she is coming from, her boss is hot, so what if he's evil to boot? (Unless you're like me and him being evil is way more of a plus than a negative.)
Personally I tend to predict the ending of a book before I get there, which always leaves me wanting more from the book. Something shocking or at the very least interesting. The ending of this book had me angry. I was, and still am as I type this, so angry for the characters because they deserve better. Which is how I know you will be too. While most the tone of the book is very light and funny, some of the topics that it broached are not. (I mean come on he literally murders people, duh.) That being said, there is an implication of attempted (but not successful) sexual assault, which might be upsetting to some readers. While it is not a main point of the book it is mentioned a few times, and I wish for everyone to be safe in their readings. While I would hate to dissuade anyone from reading this book, because it is truly a funny and wonderful book, please stay safe.
Now back to the fun stuff. Did I mention this is a slow burn? Because the burn is deliciously slow. Every interaction between the two main characters had me giggling and kicking my feet because they are both so stupid and in love and I wanted to scream. And the side characters? I love them. Well I love to hate some of them, Becky, and love to love others. Each of the side characters have depth to them, some back stories we still don’t know, and I cannot wait for the second installment of this book. All in all I think if you’re a fan of Romatasy, read this book. And while this might be a plus for some and a negative for others, it does not include smut. While there are cussing parts in the dialogue I’m not really sure what qualifies as a “clean” book nowadays I think this one is.
I give this book ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 5/5 stars because it’s funny, the characters are lovable, and it gives amazing “touch her and die” vibes.
Favorite Quote: (ps it’s kinda a spoiler so ignore it if you want????)
He was a good kisser, but of course he was. Attractive murderers were always good kissers; she was pretty sure she heard that expression before. Or maybe she made it up in one of the many daydreams in which she’d imagined that happening.
Don’t daydream about kissing your boss, Evie!
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