Born As The Villainess Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

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.

When I turned around to look where she had gone, I found her bowing at the waist. "Where you go, we will follow. We are yours to command and send to our deaths. The Valkyrie was created in your name and will die with that honor," Sonja stood and I saw the determination within her face. Her eyes hard and her lips thin. "There is no one we wish to obey more than the Killer Queen and her daughter, the heir and coming Witch Queen."

She was the daughter of a man his father had killed, a little girl who’d been taken from her home, from her life, and forced to live with the very person who had destroyed her family. He thought of Natali—of her bitterness, her anger, her hunger for power. He’d always thought it was because she was jealous of him, because she wanted what he had. But now he realized it was so much more than that. She’d grown up knowing, deep down, that something was wrong. She’d grown up living with a monster, never knowing why she was there, never knowing the truth about her parents. She’d been manipulated, controlled, used—just like everyone else in Kang Jin’s life. She wasn’t just a villain. She was a vict

"He was made to kill me." There was more at the bottom of the page, smaller and harder to read. I didn't want to keep going but I couldn't stop myself. "The cage wasn't chosen. She was born into it. She had silver eyes from birth. Her mother was the last free Myrrhborn, and when she died giving birth, the child became a prisoner. The Primordial passed into her. Everything the Moon tried to bury, it's been sleeping inside the daughter ever since." I stopped reading.

She blamed Simon's mother first. Or was it a ruse to get her out of the house as soon as the baby was born? I thought she liked her. Gena went on to describe what had transpired, including how Mrs. Edwina had bought her off to leave her child alone and stage a death. She claims that although she did not want to accept her money, she realized she had to comply when Mrs. Edwina threatened to have her killed and her child placed in an orphanage. To what extent can Mrs. Edwina go? Does she have to keep injuring people while posing as a nice person and acting like a witch repeatedly?..

The heat coiled tight in her belly, unbearably close to breaking. “Look at me,” he commanded softly. She lifted her gaze. The moment their eyes met, everything in her unraveled. Her climax hit hard. Her body convulsed around him, tightening so sharply that Gavriel’s control snapped. He buried himself deep with a harsh groan, his grip tightening as he followed her over the edge, releasing with a force he couldn’t hold back. But when she curled against him afterward, his body went still. The haze shattered. Reality returned cold and sharp. She was Cain’s daughter, the traitor’s blood who almost killed her sister Riela and drove her to insanity.

Sometimes I’m overlooked because of my gender, especially in our world of crime. But I’m the danger you should avoid. I’m the danger that comes at you without warning. Everything about me screams danger but I made a choice a long time ago to suppress my demons. I suppressed the urge to be evil and all of a sudden, my life crumbled from every corner. And now, I’ve truly become just another woman. A daughter born to the Denaro’s. A daughter born to the most powerful family in Italy who’s been prepared to be married off to another powerful family in order to continue a long standing alliance perhaps form a new one.

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

I turned around in the quickest pivot which I could muster with the intention to round-kick the bitch, but she faded away from the place where she stood a millisecond ago and materialised behind my back again. “Chosen for what? Fuck you and your riddles and your fucked up family of wannabe Gods. Fuck the balance, realms and prophecies and all of you motherfuckers who stripped me of my mother, of my childhood and any sense of belonging and normalcy. I hate you and your murderous family, starting with that dickhead of your son. Do you hear me bitch? You and your inability to keep your hoo-hah to yourself caused all this shit. I am tired of being everyone’s pawn in some kind of chess of gods.”