Born As The Villainess Daughter Novels & Stories

“She is the reason we keep fighting. Not Victor’s empire. Not the syndicate. Her. We give her the life we never had.” Damien nodded, his eyes shining with new resolve. “The heir that was not. She is ours. And we will burn down anything that tries to take her from us.” Our daughter slept peacefully between us, her striking eyes closed but her presence filling the room with hope. Victor’s medical team had lied for months. They had created the illusion of a son to satisfy a dead man’s obsession. But the truth had come in the middle of the storm. A beautiful girl. Damien’s daughter. The one who broke every cold rule Victor had ever made.

Since she failed to provide the heir to the pack, the elders had her break the bond with Gabriel, which resulted in her begging for scraps. She could not accept our fates to be so different despite being sisters. While she was humiliated and starving, I was someone being looked up to. In rage, she poisoned me with wolf’s bane, and when I realized, I was already reborn to the same crucial day of our lives. Now that she had chosen Matthew instead of Gabriel, she was reborn as well. This was why she was so desperate to marry Matthew today, and not Gabriel. I didn't say a word. Instead, I turned my gaze to the far corner of the hall, where a man sat in the shadows, ignored by the servants and mo

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

Was this what it pays to be an Alpha'? My father never told me everything I needed to know. He kept hiding secrets from me telling me that the Moon Goddess requests for their sacrifices. But I had enough. No explanation could fill in the void in my heart. This, I felt, was how Villains were born. Suddenly, I began to feel my head ache seriously. I guess I was pretty tired from a rough day. It worsened. My whole body hurt as well. Lily wasn't here to treat me. I was alone.

Sadness evolved her whole body as she stared sadly at the picture frame, she didn't even when tears started to stream down her face, her mother couldn't even make it to see her successful. Was this it? Was this the life she wanted Was this the life her mother ever wanted her to life? Why? What even made her to kill the princess? It wasn't the princess fault that she was born poor and the princess was not, she had no essence of living. She really had no essence of living, outside she was a fearful underworld queen but inside she was like a delicate shell.

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

Every time it rained, her feet would ache to the point of madness. She was the biological daughter of Beta Henry, but unfortunately, she wasn't born from the womb of Luna Sandra. Instead, she was taken to a low-status concubine. Moreover, being held in the second month, which was believed to bring disadvantage to parents, her father sent her to distant relatives for upbringing. Unfortunately, even her relatives didn't want to raise a child alone and sent her back to the village to fend for herself. Thus, she, a noble girl from the most powerful family in the Blue Moon pack, had to do household chores and even work in the fields.

“Jesus Christ.” Memory crashes into me all at once—her childhood. Her father. Her friends. Every single thing. Minthe Vale. Villainess. The Villainess. Daughter of the Imperial Beta House and someone who . . . someone who dies in chapter three! She’s gonna have a future public execution! She’s obsessed with the Alpha King. Humiliates the heroine. And dies miserably. I sit there in silence while maids continue preparing clothes around me, my heartbeat pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat.