Evil Wife Novels & Stories

◇NO POV◇ Violet and salomi never thought about consequences of their momentary aversion for them the problem solved but they don't know that they started the real fight right now eva started hating three of them already but this situation gave rise to poisonous grudge in her she is eva stele one and only heiress of stele family she is daughter of richest man in the city born with a golden spoon made her spoiled brat she thought anything can be won by money and power every student of the college envy her beauty and power the only people who goes against her is salomi, violet and srinithi

Making deep guttural sounds of pleasure as he handled himself to thoughts of tormenting me. He savors the torture. I couldn’t imagine any creature more evil. That made me think of Veline and all she had told me about discovering what Mathis was. And how sure she’d been that I’d return to him.

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.

I sighed, glancing at Millicent and Eve walking in our direction. The two women were different. Any man would fall for Millicent. She was a Beyonce. Or maybe a Kim Kardashian. Hot. Very attractive. Smart. Bob described Eve as Lily Collins, and sometimes he mentioned a Nina Dobrev. I didn’t even know who he was talking about.

Kilian clenched his fist and looked at Levana with a sympathetic gaze. “I will be fine, Kilian. That woman won’t be coming for us.” Levana tried to remain positive, but Kilian thought otherwise. “You don’t know her like I do. That woman is the manifestation of pure evil. The things she was willing to do just to eliminate the women around me.”

The Russians have done things far worse than we have. Especially Semion aka the devil. He has no weakness, is very intelligent, and has brutal skills on the field. The stories I've heard of him are incredible. He might be the most feared man in the underworld but that inspires me more to be far worse than him. The Italians have studied his moves carefully. Knowing what his witnesses destroyed him but for the past century, we haven't found anything until last month. His precious daughter. He's done a great job hiding his daughter from us but now that she's soon to reach her 20s and searching for a husband. This is our opportunity to take him down.

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.

the queen asked. "I don't think how I feel is of any importance." Evena answered. The queen laughed out loud. "You are very funny, aren't you Evena? The first thing you will learn here in Salvatore is to be polite. Now, let me rephrase my question, how do you feel about being here to serve me? And remember, don't lie because I will be able to tell." "I wasn't planning on lying. I hate it here in Salvatore, vampires make my skin crawl. I especially hate the fact that I am going to serve an heartless murderer like you." Evena replied bluntly.

"Heather, I don't care if you hate me or not. Call me names or tell me things whatever you want. But I will wait. I believe that time will come that we no longer need to treat each other like this anymore. I want us to get closer. I will patiently wait." "Oh, don't wait!" I chuckled, annoyed and pissed. "Because that time will never come. It will never happen. And stop acting like a protagonist. It's true that you're an excellent actress since you excel in acting and pretending, but you can never deceive me. You're a disgrace to the movie of my life. You're a nuisance. The kind of villain with no brain!" "Sister, please don't be like this," Hyacinth pleaded with her trembling voice. I think

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.