Female Villains Names

I was five months pregnant when my husband, James Fletcher, allowed his mistress to invade our lives—on the very night of our wedding anniversary. But she didn’t just come to flaunt her presence. She came to take my life. Pregnant and vulnerable, I confronted her, desperately clinging to my dignity. But the fight ended with me tumbling down the staircase, my swollen belly crashing against the cold, hard ground. Blood seeped across the floor, vivid and unrelenting. James only arrived after hearing about his precious mistress’ ordeal. He stood there, staring at the pool of blood, at my broken body. But instead of helping me, he rushed to her side. She had nothing but a few superficial scratches, yet he swept her off to the hospital like she was the one dying. By the time he returned, my child was gone. The doctors barely managed to save me. And what did James do? He struck me in front of everyone, his words sharper than the sting of his hand. "Lisa only wanted to bring you a Christmas gift, and you attacked her out of nowhere! You shameless witch!" “She didn’t force her way in! What nonsense! I gave her the house key ages ago. You just can’t stand that she’s prettier and kinder than you!" “You didn’t just hurt her. You killed my child! You vile, despicable woman. Why couldn’t it have been you instead?” Lisa stood beside him, pretending to comfort him while flashing me a smug, victorious smirk. James’s vicious tirade didn’t stop there. He dragged my name onto the internet, painting me as a monster.

I was a plus-size girl, weighing about 220 pounds. On graduation day, I finally gathered the courage to confess my feelings to Calvin Preston, the heartthrob I had been crushing on for three years. Surprisingly, he said yes! To celebrate, we went out that night. But things took a dark turn. I was tricked into drinking too much and was drugged. Calvin and his buddies violated me and, to make matters worse, they filmed it all. The next thing I knew, the video had gone viral online with a cruel caption, “Who’s brave enough to try a 220-pound girl?” As the humiliating video spread like wildfire, the shock and shame were too much for my grandfather to bear. It broke his heart, quite literally.

It was six years since I started dating Duke when I asked, "Shouldn't we prepare for the marking ceremony? It's almost July." Duke stiffened, lowering his eyes to avert his gaze. "You know I'm the Alpha of the Forest Pack, Fiona. And things have been busy with the pack, so I really don't have the time to think about it." "Okay." I smiled faintly—he really had forgotten about the promise. While I had been preparing for the ceremony for days, I had also anticipated disappointment. If he could forget about something so important, that only meant I didn't mean much in his heart. In that case, I should just leave.

Like most of the other Alphas in the Werewolf clan, Freya is a natural Alpha female who is loved and respected. She was compelled to believe it at first, but she didn't want to when she visited another pack and found out that her mate was an average Omega. In to force the Omega, her mate, back to her tribe against his will, she had to assert her claim over him. And what will happen when she finds out he's a Lycan and a direct descendent of the moon goddess? How will her partner, the Omega, discover his true identity and the reason behind his transformation from a highly capable pack member to an average Omega?

A young alpha female werewolf, Ulrich, is struggling to find her place in the world. She is constantly battling against the expectations of her pack and society as a whole. One day, she discovers a mysterious group of werewolves living in secret in the woods. She soon learns that they are a powerful and dangerous force, and they have been watching her. She must find a way to protect herself and her pack from the mysterious werewolves, while also trying to discover their true motives. Along the way, Ulrich discovers secrets about her own past that could change everything she thought she knew about herself and her pack. With danger lurking around every corner, Ulrich must use her strength, courage, and wits to survive the ultimate showdown between her and the mysterious werewolves.

Bleu is the illegitimate son of the alpha king. Not wanting the world to know his mistake, Bleu and his mother were banished by the king to the far end of the kingdom. Later losing his mother and growing up as a rogue, Bleu had become quiet and feral. He spent his days mostly in wolf form and was only focused on surviving. That was until he found a small, naked unconscious woman in the swamp.... His mother always told him stories of the beauty of having a mate. Could this female be a gift from the heavens? Hazel is the daughter of the duke and was being forced into a political marriage with the son of the alpha king. Deciding to run away, she flees but faints due to exhaustion. She wakes up to meet Bleu. A sweet feral wolf who happens to think that she was his mate.

A night was enough for Soma to feel a pull toward a stranger that turns out to be a warrior in a rival pack. But how can a female Alpha of one of the most dominant packs share an unlikely bond with a ‘cursed’ warrior? Soma Walters is a wild, free-living mateless Alpha who happens to chance upon a male wolf that she develops a strange feeling for. However, there is no explanation to what she feels for him because she has unknowingly been connected with a man that does not have something the others have despite being ripe enough for such — A spirit wolf! She makes it her burden to be with the ‘cursed’ warrior while neglecting the warnings from others of her not being with the right partner. Now, it’s left for her to handle the pressure, especially when jealousy and betrayal gets involved...

Because of an accident during the hunt, I lose the chance to be "awakened". My wolf becomes badly damaged, and I'm forced to take the "inhibitor" injection to stay alive. I lose my strongest backing—my dad, the Alpha of the Argent Flame pack. After my dad's passing, his close friend, Ryder Wright, takes me to the Glace pack. As the Alpha and leader of the pack council, he can protect me. Meanwhile, my most trusted best friend steals the original draft I wrote when I was younger. The story goes viral among humans, and she becomes the most popular "werewolf literature" author. There's a charming Alpha in the story. He's her crush. Now, the three candidates of my marriage of convenience have been following her around, arguing about the real identity of her crush in the story. When I'm being mentioned, they seem irritated, and their tone is full of contempt. "How could she still think of marrying us when her wolf can never be awakened?" "Princess of the Argent Flame pack? Hah! She's nothing but a loser now!" "Why don't we try triggering her again? Maybe she'll go completely crazy if she loses control of her wolf." "Haha! Then none of us needs to marry her." I stand at the door, and the wolf hidden in me for years is awakening. They have no idea that the inhibitor has lost its effects, and my awakening is secretly happening. I've never loved any of them. They are merely pawns for me to pick. My phone rings, and it's a call from Ryder. "Aria, have you decided? Among the three candidates, who are you going to choose?" "Alpha Ryder, do I only have three choices?"

After lights-out, I make my roommates play with an Ouija board with me. Being the scaredy-cat she is, my roommate decides to ask something stupid, "Where did my earphones go?" I almost burst out laughing. I can't believe she's using it to find her earphones. To our surprise, the planchette starts to move. It spells out, "It's under your bed beside the eye." We exchange glances in confusion. What eye? I snort and get out of bed. Using my phone's flashlight, I check under the bed. Nothing is there. Before I can make fun of my roommate for being superstitious, the door slams open. The student who stays next door barges into our room, her face as pale as a sheet. Her voice trembles as she shouts, "Wake up! Everyone on campus is going wild! Someone found an eyeball in our dorm!"

I had moved out of our house, but my boyfriend—the one I had given up everything to run away with—had no idea. Neither did his possessive younger brother, the one who used to knock on my door calling for me. My boyfriend's first love had taken up all their attention. They no longer listened when I played the piano. They even forgot about my cat fur allergy and brought that woman's cat home. My boyfriend, Ian Blake, had snapped, "If anyone's leaving, it's you. There's no way Eva's cat is going anywhere." His brother, Sebastian, had said, "Sienna, Eva is my girlfriend. How could I give up her cat for you?" When I woke up in the hospital after going into anaphylactic shock from my allergy, I decided to leave them. Back home, I made my first call to my mother. "Mom, I'm ready to accept the arranged marriage."