I Am Fated Villain Novels & Stories

The one person fate gave me… Is the one who despises me the most. "What will you do now my lord?" My aide asks as I burst into a soft mocking laughter at myself "Aren't I pathetic? I wanted to control the sea and now fate has answered me. I only aimed for the wrong female but the right one doesn't even want to see me. Just excellent. " "Why not go talk to her majesty and plead for forgiveness?" "The moment I joined with Thalrion I sealed my fate...she won't forgive me or accept my fate with her daughter"

I plead, not knowing what the hell he can even do, “where did she go? She’s out there and she is literally a rogue” He doesn’t even acknowledge me now, but I can hear his heartbeat thumping. “Alpha Sin, you should know better than anyone what danger she’s in as a rogue, a female rogue” “It’s not my fucking problem” he snaps, “she’s your chosen mate, your fucking issue”

I wasn’t going to need help finding my vampire mate after all. **************************************************************************** Thank you to all of my readers! If you enjoyed the preview chapters for book 2, you can find the latest updates for it here on Goodnovel. Fated: The First is book 2 in the fated series!

she said, her voice soft. My brows rose. “A part of you? I thought that this was what you wanted. You fooled me into believing that friends were about to die.” She leaned back in her seat, frowning. “This is what he wanted, and I was bound to make it happen at all costs.” I noticed the way she emphasized the word HE, how much disdain that one tone carried. Now I was even more surprised than a moment ago. “Bound? What does it mean?” A bitter smile formed. “That I'm paying for my arrogance. I wanted vengeance for what Alpha Alastor had once taken from me. I thought that I could shape the new King, a better Alpha, and in return, that King would give me back what I had lost.”

“Now, stop this.” “You’re a controlling idiot!” “Yes. When it comes to you, I’m all that and more.” The Lycan laughed: “All that and more… Much more. A damn addict for her!” “I’m not going to be your lover, nor your prisoner, Dmitry Rurik!” He stopped. His gaze sank into hers, and for a moment, silence weighed heavily. “You’re not a lover. You are my Fated One. You know it. You feel it. That doesn’t change. Even if you try to run. Even if you hate me.”

he snaps at me and I growl at him for snapping at me. “Of course I would, but he wouldn’t hurt her. You know this as well as I do, Titus.” I say and he nods his head, deep in thought. “If the shit hits the fan, you get her here and we will help protect her. Fate has a vendetta against Fen for breaking his promise and so she is fucking his life up by getting to everyone close to him. The war with the rogues, the downfall of the Dark Moon, the shit with Xena everything. It was all Fate’s doing, knowing it would hurt Fen. To hurt his sister, his mate, and anyone close to him.” I stand up, pacing the room as I think about what he will do.

He was bent on enacting his evil. ‎“My decision is final woman. Now get out" He commanded, turning to leave but the woman was way too hurt to let the sleeping dog lie. ‎“You're a heartless man. Your heart is cold and you are selfish. You think you can win everyone's loyalty with fear? Your wrong. Loyalty is earned not demanded. So you aren't worthy of it" She yelled, and Leviathan exploded. ‎

“I understand. Tell me what you’ve found out.” “Theodore and I are fated mates, just as Grandma Susan had long predicted.” I can see my words have hurt him. “So what does it mean for us?” “I love you. I can never be with Theodore again, even if we are fated. He is evil and cruel. You’re lovely and kind and loving and loyal. This is why I realised I love you. I love only you, Thomas.” “I’m happy to hear that. But fated means that you are meant to be with Theodore, the Moon Goddess has destined that.”

Those weren't good stories for a strong Vampire Lord's heir. "Well," Felix said. He adjusted the collar of his jacket, casual, a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Good thing it's fake. Lucky little thing — gets to play at being yours for a year." He laughed, short and light. "She'd never actually deserve it." Something twisted in my chest. Quick and sharp, like a wire pulled taut. I didn't like the sound of it. Deserve. Like Mira was a commodity being priced. Like worth was something you measured by species and bloodline and pack rank, and she'd come up short on all three.

A vein pulsed in her forehead. "Speaking about being his Mate, is it true that he's very well endowed down below?" She asked with a slight smirk. Lily felt her cheeks grow hot. "Excuse me?" "He's the Werewolf King. From his many lovers that he's taken prior to you, he's very well experienced." Velma informed her. Hearing about Jayce's passed endeavors wasn't news to her. She knew he had far more experience under his belt than she did, but it still bothered her on how Velma said it.