A Gorgeous Villain 소설 & 이야기

As she reached, Wasim and Angelina stepped forward and hold her hand to introduce her to people. Gerard was the first man, Angelina’s best friend. Angelina took Alaya to meet him. As Gerard saw the incoming innocent face towards him, he got stunned at the first sight. He never saw such a lady so pure, her flawless skin was speaking truth, she was never touched. He had so many girls on his bed everyday but he never saw such a beauty. He looked at her curve body , which the dress was hugging like it was only made for her. And her black, shiny, silky hair with loose curls at end like a dark night, touching her back and making her face look eloquent. Alaya felt uneasy with his eyes studying her

Her smile never quite reached her eyes; instead, they gleamed with a sharp, cruel delight, like a predator savoring the chase. The elegance of her face only made the wickedness more unsettling, every soft feature laced with a quiet promise of malice. She was beautiful, yes but in the way a poisonous flower is, inviting you closer even as it prepares to destroy you. She was the real villain. It wasn't Xander or Isabel or bluey in this case. Bianca was the type of person that destroys without letting you know. You have no say in what she does.

She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

Madison sneered. "Fatal?" "Yes" "Do you know who did this?" Scott asked. A sigh was heard from Madison's lips, and instead of answering him, she could only mutter a name, "Reine" "Who's Reine?" Scott asked, who was Reine? and how dared she messed with his girlfriend? "She is an enemy, I gained over the past few years"

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

I lean closer to the mirror, applying another coat of lipstick… bloodred and unapologetic. The color bleeds across my lips, transforming my mouth into something both beautiful and lethal. My eyes are rimmed with black, making my irises look almost supernatural in their intensity. Cold. Calculating. Unflinching. These are the eyes of a woman with nothing left to lose. The thought curls my lips into a smile that doesn't reach those eyes. I step back, assessing the final product. The world wants a villain? I'll give them one they'll never forget!

No matter how hard I tried to remind myself that he was a stranger, that we hadn’t even spoken and this was all in my head, I couldn’t stop myself from feeling like I already knew everything about him. He didn’t look like one of those normal overly promiscuous book cover Alphas I’d seen countless times. The sleek, conventionally attractive, muscled male types, like what Liam had been. Somehow, he seemed infinitely more attractive to me. More... unique. More human. His black hair was longer, a curl to the strands that fought against his attempts at combing it back. His face, though still with a defined jawline, had a more rounded shape with full lips. And then there were those sharp eyes. Tha

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.