Alicia Williams Villainess Novels & Stories

“Liam is a bully. I don’t like bullies.” “Mhm,” he rose to his feet and moved to stand near the wall of greenery. “You are a hero.” “Me?” I was astonished. “Oh, no. That’s Tarragon. She’s the hero. I’m just… me.” “No,” he turned back and offered me his hand. His palm was warm and calloused against mine and his arm strong as he lifted me to my feet. He smiled down at me and reached out to stroke a lock of my hair that had fallen free of its braid back behind my ear. “You are a hero. Every villain needs a hero, and you’re mine, Daethie. I think it’s safe for us to get out of here. What do you think?”

She deserved a life worse than death! Willow had no expression on her face. She just looked at Alicia's body from head to toe and noticed the tattered clothes that barely covered her and the suspicious bruises scattered across her skin. Willow could tell that Alicia's days here were torture. A young, attractive woman, even one as filthy as Alicia, would still attract men's attention. Willow's gaze made Alicia feel like she was nothing, like a superior being looking down at her lowly life. That was right. Willow was actually humiliating Alicia.

“ Yes you do girl , now you know what we're going to do . You're going to ghost him and not respond at all , let him feel like he is not worth it all, he isn't worth your time ” “ you're right sis , I won't respond to him . You know I really thought I'll want him back but you know I feel nothing but disgust towards him for the way he treated me ”. “ You should I'm so happy , you finally see him for what he is . Now let's get back to bed. You look like you're about to drop on the floor. I don't know whether it's out of sleep or excitement”. “ Both ” Alicia said laughing as Sally hooked her arm with hers leading her to the bedroom .

His eyes left mine and went to the papers, briefly glancing up at me again, “You have such a history, one would not believe that despite the power you have in you, you still endured all this suffering.” Another wave of confusion set in as my eyes darted from him to the guard, “What do you mean?” “Alicia Wilson, mate to Walter Drummond, Alpha of the bloodmoon pack. Was once a caring Luna until she started getting jealous of everything and everyone, treated the maids like shit, only to get shitted on.” “That's not me,” I growled out. He looked up from the paper to my eyes, “I know. Your life was worse than this. I expect that good people are always good to the end, but who knew that they carri

Not long after, a loud raspy voice vibrates into the room. "Yuan Zi Yan!" Xiu Ying enters the room with two others. A middle aged lady enters the room furiously, followed by an older man. Yuan Zi Yan? What's with the name similarities? I swear I have used these names for my novel before. In fact, I chose that name specifically for the villainess in my story. The beautiful lady from earlier, who I assume is my younger sister, backs up from the scene. After putting on a melancholic expression, she rests besides Xiu Ying.

her tongue funneling outwards. Vivienne blinked. Her face held a frown—an irritated frown. Surely, she was jealous and just couldn’t stand Zara, she thought. “She’s a whore,” Alicia said. “She worked as a stripper at a nightclub for years before she met Nat and held him with her charm. She’s only with your son because of money. She has a wild, destructive ambition. She might even want to take over your family legacy, if Nat allows her,” she said persuasively.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

That's what they all believed. It was reasonable for them to think that way. A spoiled wealthy girl and a naive innocent one. Who was the villain? Apparently, no one was on my side. People believe what they want to believe, and I was the one who got their anger. That was that. They couldn't be changed. But I did hold some grievances. I was pissed not because everyone hated me, but because of Annika Summers, the girl with an innocent face I used to take as my best friend.

She feared she might fall deeper and deeper until darkness swallowed her. Everything began somewhere. Everything began with someone. She blamed herself for Clinton’s death, but somebody caused everything. Clinton’s mother. That witch caused everything. She again brought this imposter to avenge Clinton’s death. Kayla always would remember the day she overheard June and Lena say Clinton’s mother was a lunatic. As such, Alicia killed Mr. Christopher, her grandfather. She’d relied on people for her freedom. Not any more. Even if she might consider submitting to Anthony, she’d as well fight Alicia and make her stop the imposter herself. She’d spare no effort to have her life back.

If the slap was what she needed to get back her senses then so be it. Out of both sisters, Alecia had been his favorite, she carried herself with power, proof of the family wealth, came and power, she was the perfect heir even though she was a girl. Unlike her sister, who was too emotional and found everything cute, he wanted someone strong, someone capable of running his empire, someone capable of bringing men and enemies to their knees and Alecia was the perfect child and candidate. The killer woman. But he knew it wouldn't take long before Valentina influenced her, that was his fear, though Alecia wasn't easily influenced but he knew how soft she was with Val and that was a liability. Soo