I Am The Fated Villain 18 Novels & Stories

The witch placed her hands on Isabella’s shoulders, and a bright light enveloped them both. “Alpha Vladimir,” the witch announced, “the spirits have chosen Isabella as your Maiden. However, there is a twist of fate. You have a second fated mate who will appear after the full moon next month. You must decide whether to stay with Isabella or accept your fated mate. Remember, you killed your rightful soulmate before, and Isabella is just a replacement for you but I don't think you should try it again if you want peace "

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #CHAPTER_8 🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡 🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡 🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡 🗡🗡🗡🗡🗡 🗡🗡🗡 🗡🗡 🗡 #OMNISCIENT_POV 👳 Fate works in mysterious ways, sometimes in ways people never hope to expect, Thanks to that, Sadiq was now in his rightful place as a prince of Marida and the real son of Sultan Mustapha.... But like everything else in life, Sadiq's fortune had a very negative side to it... Laila had sent one of her demonic minions a creature with a with ghost like abilities to see what was going on in the palace... Thanks to the creature , she was able to know everything that was going on in the palace...

Things are going to be different this time, or my name isn't Natasha Mary-Anne Ludwick Nicholai! You made me a villainess by controlling my mind, Dalilah. Now I'll be the villainess of your story! I'll destroy you and that Goddess-damn 3rd Imperial Prince. I'll use my second chance the best I can. You said that we would see each other again in hell, so don't worry, sis, I'll make your wish come true, making your life a living hell. You will pay for what you did, dear sister. This time, things are going to change. I'm going to live for myself and Valerian, and I'll make people see your true colors.

“How is your mother these days? She’s evaded me for quite some time.” “Dead.” I say simply, closing my eyes for a moment as I say the words. Something flashed in his eyes then that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. “That’s unfortunate.” He sounded genuine enough, but I didn’t trust him. “How old are you?” “I’m eighteen.” He rubbed his short beard thoughtfully before dropping his head and letting out a long sigh. “Okay, I’ll look into this.” The girl looked at him wide eyed. “You actually think-” She starts.

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

“Eat. You’ll need strength. Whatever he’s got planned, you’re going to need it.” She started to leave, but something slipped out from her collar. A pendant, black silver, and a weird crest carved into it. My stomach dropped. I’d seen that before. Years ago. Dad had called it the mark of our enemy. Alpha Kael’s pack. And this maid she’s wearing it. Not just a jerk. Not just loyal to Agora. She’s a traitor. And she’s here, right under everyone’s nose. Clenched my fist around the soggy hem of my dress, trying not to freak out. If I said a word, she’d kill me, easy. If I kept quiet, I’d probably die anyway.

She would destroy every trap placed in her path. And if the world insisted on calling her a villainess... Then she would become the kind of villainess nobody could ever control again. Evelina looked at her reflection one last time. Her amber eyes gleamed with determination. “Let them think the villainess has lost everything.” A slow smile appeared on her lips. “They haven't seen anything yet.” Outside the window, the bells of the Imperial Palace began to ring. A new day had begun. And somewhere in the vast Empire, the first pieces of fate were already moving.

“She didn’t mean murder. She said Fate. Like some shit was already written. Already moving. And Kat—she’s part of it. Mirelda said to keep her close. She might be the knife, but she’s also the shield.” I stared at him. For once, Valentino didn’t have his usual smirk. Just something haunted behind his eyes. “Fuck fate,” I muttered. “We’re rewriting it.” I turned, stormed out before I could choke on whatever the hell that meant. My boots echoed through the hallway. I passed Kat in the kitchen, laughing with Malva and Lucas like she didn’t just shake the bones of the fucking universe. Past Lucas, who looked up like he knew I was about to break the world again.

His eyes were lit with amusement as he catalogued each injury that he saw, enjoying my suffering. Game on, asshat. ----- This is a continuation of the original Fated series, so I do suggest reading those as well for the full context. This book is the first of the next generation books. The previous books are: - Fated Rejection – Fated Claim (Book 1) - Fated Soul – Fated Light (Book 2) - Fated Power – Fated Destiny (Book 3) The previous books in the Dark Moon series (Cross-over series) are:

Its cold, haunting voice echoed around us, sending shivers down my spine. Alec's grip on my hand was unyielding, a physical testament to his resolve. He squared his shoulders, a snarl building in his chest as he confronted the ominous shadow. "We won't be controlled by you, or anyone else. Our power is ours, and ours alone." The figure seemed to laugh, a chilling sound that reverberated around the sanctuary. "So naïve, alpha king. You have no idea of the potential you possess. The power of fated mates can reshape the world. And it will be mine."