Aurora Villain Novels & Stories

“I’m here for the security job.” I raised an eyebrow. “Do you know what we do here? We’re like private investigators. We keep this town safe, you're only going to be a distraction and I’m not ready to babysit another female.” “I’m good at tracking,” Aurora said. “I want to help.” There was no way in hell I could let her face any danger. She was too frail and, I couldn't stand her getting hurt. Ever. “I said no.” She looked at the screen and said, “I could tell you about them. The Cartel De Imperio.”

An unfamiliar, cruel posture, with a calculating stance. The real war was never Jackson vs his past. and suddenly… Everything makes sense. Blood doesn’t lie, the words don’t sink in at first. She's my half-sister. It feels like a mistake, a mistranslation of reality like the world has tilted one degree too far and expects me to pretend it’s normal. Aurora isn’t supposed to be a part of me. She is supposed to be the villain in the story I survived. The shadow that tried to steal my life, my husband. She was the girl I was warned about. the girl I hated, and mistakenly murdered.

When the time came, it would do its job too… My heart twisted with guilt when I saw Aurora slaughtering people. I had such a strong faith that the goodness in Aurora would stop her from doing anything evil. Apparently, I had undermined the power of the stone. I had to stop her from becoming the evil she just killed at all costs… AURORA’S POV I couldn’t find peace even after killing the Dark Lord. A strange kind of hunger was gnawing on my insides; an urge to kill; an urge to see blood…

He said nothing. He just reached out his arm. “Get on, Aurora.” She froze for a second. She knew what her mother would say. That it was reckless. That motorcycles were walking traps. That “people like Kaio” were the kind of people who complicated everything. And worse: if Helena knew she had even looked at a motorcycle, she would lock her suitcases before breakfast. But at that moment, none of that mattered. Aurora took a deep breath and got on. With her arms around Kaio's waist, the wind cutting through the empty streets of New York and her heart beating like a drum, she was sure: that night would be the beginning of something.

Aurora pov “Lady Aurora Felta of the First Clan can not light the testing stone and is, therefore, wolfless,” the MC loud voice boomed loud in my ears, resounding deep into my soul. I can hear the distant gasp and murmuring of the surrounding crowd. It is a testament to what was unfolding before my eyes. I stared in shock at the testing stone, which is as cold as the deepest part of hades. The truth stared at me. I am wolfless.

It seldom happened that Markus and the other 14 members of the council decided something rashly and gave no explanation. Aurelia remembered only once. The contents of the memory sent a shiver down her spine. At that time Viktor, herself and a huntress named Solina were supposed to free a man, to get him out of a stinky but well-guarded shelter in the ass of the world. They had just been on their way back from another assignment when they got the new one on the plane. Thanks to Aurelia's intuition, they had managed to find the guy and they had almost been outside when it happened. Aurelia had seen it coming too late. She had just knocked Viktor to the ground to protect him from the auto parts

Nana responded sharply, and my eyes darted at her for some seconds before returning back to Aurora, who made a nod at what Nana just said. "Aurora, the sorcerer from the vampire kingdom, couldn't find who killed my mate. Why were you so sure about him that you didn't allow me to hear what Ava had to tell me about the killer of my mate?" I shot at her angrily, but didn't see any form of fear on her face. My voice was so gruffy and dangerous that everyone cowered and bowed in fear, but only Aurora was still standing and staring back at me. "We were only giving him a try. I didn't say he would find the answer, and besides, if it isn't Ava who killed her, who else?" She replied, maintaining a co

She first wanted to protest, but she thought of something and nodded. But Aurora wasn’t done. “Please obtain information about my target within the next six days from now.” Vicky’s face was full of disapproval. “I’m not; you cannot carry out that mission in your current condition.” Her voice was loud, startling Aurora. But our furious Vicky wasn’t done. “Do you think you can fulfill that mission with an injured arm? Sorry, little one, I can tolerate anything from you, but not this.” Her voice was loud; she was really angry. Aurora patted Vicky’s head and kissed her forehead. “In those five days, I’ll be able to carry out the mission. I just need to follow the doctor’s instructions, and I wil

Then, Aurora’s sharp, snobby voice filled the hall, loud enough to reach every high-society mogul and television screen in the city: *"I don't care about blood, Luna. I know we aren't Vances, but I am a Vance now. I choose this life, and I will do whatever it takes to stay one."* The slides shifted rapidly, displaying old photos of the twin sister Aurora had hidden away, "What is this?!" Aurora shrieked, dropping her microphone. The metal clattered loudly against the floor, creating a deafening feedback whine. "Turn it off! Turn it off right now!"

However, the news came through Ava, who had also studied computer science. Apparently, in a Tech Valley company, there was a rumored technical genius, a solitary figure who neither married nor dated. He even kept a cooking pot in his office. Whenever he faced a problem or a crisis, he would pray in front of the pot overnight and return fully recharged. As it turned out, the genius was Cole. I couldn’t help but laugh. He was just as stubborn as I remembered. After I got off the call, Harry walked in with our daughter. On his head were two ridiculously tiny braids.