Evil Villainess Novels & Stories

pinasaya niya ang tinig at tinapik pa ang balikat nito na agad ikinasira ng mukha nito. 'Problem solve.' she is a Veraniel and a clever one. The shallow brain of this psychopath is easy to reverse according to her favor. "Huh! I will never play the villain role here... you see I'm the favorite grandchild and there's no way I would do something ridiculous especially when it will benifit you!" inis nitong sabi sabay irap sa kanya at tuluyan ng iniwan siya. Malalim siyang napahinga tanda ng kapanatagan, "Wooh! that was close,"

They cursed her memory, cursed her line, and wiped her presence from the pack records as if she were a plague. I pause, looking down at my hands— hands that are whole, unburned, but trembling. "And because her blood ran in my veins, every single drop of that foul reputation was poured directly onto my shoulders." I was no longer the quiet girl who brewed chamomile for sleepless pups. Overnight, I became the villainess’s spawn. I was the child of the shameless woman who tried to steal Captain Rosante. Whenever I walked down the paths, the elders sneered, shielding their children as if my very presence were contagious.

Sometimes, that person's thought process is so complex that I am unable to comprehend it. I groan and shake my head as I notice another aristocrat who passed me. I can only presume that she is Lady Velia, the second evil lady. Even though her bad deeds in the past weren't intended for me, they were for Callia and the imperial members. Since she despises those from lower social classes and imperial blood. She shares my birthplace, is more prestigious than I am, and was formerly engaged to the former crown prince until the present empress took her place.

Useless fools who don't deserve to live! I always knew she wasn't simple, ordinary girl. There must be something else. And guess what? That slut was the heiress of the Valler organization, her brother the most powerful man alive. Tsk. They just had to make things even more complicated. But I will never give up, I will never admit defeat, I will never bow down to that Valler wench! I'll suck my blood and dry my bones until the moment I lay my eyes on the devil dragging her to hell. Give up my glory? Hah! OVER. MY. DEAD. BODY.

"However, that girl needs protection more than I do right now." She held his gaze, her expression turning deadly serious. "Although this realm can nullify dark magic, we shouldn't underestimate Yuna's wicked mind or the lengths she'll go to achieve her goals. A woman who consumes innocent newborns to retain her beauty and enhance her power is never to be taken lightly." Zavian's grip tightened around the gold chain. "Her corruption runs deeper than most realize," Eva continued, "And her hunger for revenge will make her desperate. Desperate creatures are the most dangerous of all."

Maria blinked. "However," the woman continued, creepy smile in tact. "I am Elaine, the Queen of Evil and, of course, the pleasure is all yours." Maria was positive that her head was spinning from all the talking the woman had just done. As her mind struggled to process the words, the woman spoke again.

It's just an illusion. I blinked, but the scene in front of me didn't disappear. It was real, but I realized what he meant. His words gave me a little strength to believe in myself. Esther is a manipulator, a witch, and a vampire. She is the perfect combination of all the features of a perfect villain. She doesn't have to force people to do what she wants.

I ask, needing a confirmation of what I already know. "You already know Sarrtina. There's Zacharie and Hasiah and they are just as dangerous as Sarrtina, if not more. Then there's Achilles." "She's the blonde?" "Yes." Zaralina says. "What makes her truly evil and vicious is the world of pain which has created so much darkness inside of her." For some reason I want to know more about this Achilles. When I saw her in my dream I felt like I knew her from somewhere, her eyes were oddly familiar. But it could be because all these nonhuman eyes look very similar.

“All evidence points to you.” “Really?” She folded her arms across her chest, pinning her gaze on me. “What evidence do you have, if I may ask?” “I don’t have to tell you shit!” I said as I began to stalk towards her. “You are just so evil and I hate you for luring my father into your evilness.” “Evil?” She gasped dramatically, putting her hand to her chest. “That word doesn’t suit me at all.” “Oh, really?” I shot my brow up. “What other term describes a person that kidnaps innocent girls, and even manipulates innocent girls into performing their evil acts for them just for a picture of their mother?”

She looked at Maridelle. Maridelle reciprocated her smile, but smiling even better than her. “Game. Let’s do it.” They are full of excited anticipation. Hodor is sitting on his throne; Vamoire is on his right and the inseparable Jek and Viller found a corner to embrace. Whilst Maridelle sat on the foot of his throne, she filled herself with thougths of what she could possibly do the beings she is going to feed with her blood. All of her imagination is pure evil, leaving no space for kindness. She desired for something unbeatable and could cause real terror as she plays with a newly whetted dagger on her hand.