Ahsoka Villain Mga Nobela at Kwento

Never did the emperor or any of the children help the guy as he was treated worse like an animal by the empress like who grew up in a cage. The only thing that made him sane from his insane world was the locket that his mother gave him before she was executed by the very emperor himself. He vowed revenge by that time but he thought to himself, he's helpless in that very kind of situation and he needed something powerful to accomplish ruining the imperial family that's built with lies, pretense, and greed. But he never accomplish it because that one day, upon completing his mission to spy on a family, he fell in love with a lady of the noble house of Williams, unfortunately, that girl was the

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

She smiled at that, the first easy, uncomplicated smile she'd managed in what felt like days, and left the study feeling, for the first time since her father's warning, like the walls closing in around her weren't quite as immovable as they'd first appeared. She thought of her father's warning, of Kesworth's caution, of Fenwick's careful, limited disclosures, all of them treating her like something fragile that needed protecting from a truth too dangerous to hand over whole. And she thought, watching a pair of sparrows squabble over crumbs near the garden wall, that she was rather tired of being protected by people who'd apparently already decided, without asking her, exactly how much danger

"But I was." "Why!" he yelled, losing control for a moment. "They are dangerous! The things they've done, Morgan. They've looted and pillaged hundreds of towns in my pack. They've hurt too many people, my people!" I heard the betrayal in his tone and I flinched. His mate, his other half was aiding his enemy. Of course, he'll see it as a betrayal. But he couldn't see that they were my family, that my loyalty was to them way before he came along. I was not going to choose.

“You can ask Aurora yourself. She grew up with Scarlett in Easthaven. They made her into a slave, forced her into serving them. But she’s a survivor of the war with Ashburne. Aurora was just telling me this morning about how Scarlett was one of the worst offenders of her abuse.” “If a survivor of Ashburne does exist and suffered that way, then I am truly sorry for failing them,” the Alpha King spoke, finally looking away from the stalemate he’d been in with Alistair. “But where is the accountability for the adults of Easthaven? Why all this blame on one girl who is around the same age as you all?” ...What? I was in disbelief that he was actually defending Scarlett. I didn’t think anyone was

Maybe he thinks I’m looking for the vans so I can arm myself and go on a killing spree; it's not completely out of the realm of possibility, but for some reason I find myself wanting to reassure Gideon. “Something isn’t adding up.” I mutter. I cast my eyes over his shoulder so I don’t have to look at him while I speak. “You’re supposed to be some badass Alpha who hurts women, but that's not the Alpha I’ve seen. I knew it the second we met; I’ve seen bad guys, I’ve seen monsters, and I’ve seen dangerous Alphas. You might be dangerous, but you aren’t the kind of Alpha who hurts women.” I flex my fingers and curl my hands into fists as I try to get my words out without sounding too much like a

Nate pushed his hands away, closing the other buttons as well and hiding the chain back into his shirt. "No, no," Dante's eyes began to shift back to how they were earlier, somber and ruthless. His entire face seemed to sharpen as if had, the pink in his cheeks also vanishing the longer he stared at Nate fixing his shirt. "Be how you were before," he shoved Nate's hand away, grabbing the knife again and extending it towards his palm. "Take the knife," his voice had darkened, no longer soft as it was a few seconds earlier, "act as if you're going to stab me."

Co-Commander Xu continues, "Even if people say she's scheming and devious, it doesn't matter." Sir Xu whispers, "She only needs to be the Zi Yan that I know."

Politicians, heirs, actresses, and businessmen blending together beneath luxury and fake smiles. A beautiful cage. Her chest tightened slightly. Because she remembered dying here. Not physically. Emotionally. This was where the story first decided she was the villain. “Elena.” Her spine stiffened immediately. That voice. Low. Controlled. Cold enough to freeze the room around it. Cassian Arden. He stood near the staircase dressed entirely in black, one hand tucked into his pocket while nobles circled him carefully like satellites around a dangerous planet. Beautiful. Untouchable.

Perhaps it was due to her instincts as the villainess of the story, but from the moment she saw this woman, she hated her from the bottom of her heart. She had a face that was completely different from hers. Meanwhile, the model husband in other people’s eyes and the person who once loved her the most was holding this woman’s hand and even hugging her while working. They acted as if no one else existed. They interacted with such intimacy that it seemed as if they had been together for years, even though a year ago, my father had badmouthed this woman with her in the middle of the night. They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innoc