I Am The Fated Villan Novels & Stories

I will do chapter for chapter, meaning I'll write a chapter for Fated Love and then one for Soulmates and so on and so on. Stay safe this summer. Happy reading!

King Van De Fretas lifted his face and looked at Queen Isabell, who was now very close to him. ***** "Look into my eyes, King Van De Fretas. Look at me. Tell me, who am I?" Queen Isabell asked, looking deep into the eyes of King Van De Fretas. "You are my queen, Queen Lourine Chatrine, queen of the Blue Diamond kingdom, mother of my son, Prince Xander Reenan." King Van De Fretas replied in a very soft yet authoritative voice. Queen Isabell smiled. "King Van De Fretas, you are right. I am Lourine Chatrine. I am the mother of Prince Xander Reenan, but I am no longer your queen. I am no longer the queen of the Blue Diamond kingdom. You have chosen and converted the new queen. You ask me why I l

The woman with violet irises smiled and nodded at Layla "I-I don't understand-" "Layla and Icarus who are bound with great sacrifices yet separated by the guilt, remorse, hatred for their enemies and baggage from their past lives. Our soul has lived multiple lives-Ilaria, Layla who was the wife of Duke Valentine and Layla who is Icarus's soulmate are all one but you shall never find happiness if you keep dwelling in past so the very past that you considered a baggage has come to ask you Layla- would you want to know the truth:

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 "

Several elders fell backward in their chairs, scrambling to regain their balance while Valerius merely crossed his arms, watching the display of raw power with quiet approval from his place near the dais. "The people will accept it." Zavian's command carried absolute authority, each word dropping like stones into deep water. "Or they'll be dealt with!" The elders pressed back in their chairs, cowering under the crushing weight of his aura. "She's my fated mate. Not a mistress, a compromise, or an option on a political list. Fate chose her." He rose elegantly, his expression promising violence. "I won't deny that bond because you're afraid of change." One elder opened his mouth to speak, but

“It was fun escaping them for a while. But I need to get back before they think I’ve been kidnapped.” Before she could leave, he caught her wrist again. His eyes burned with amusement. “We’ve met twice now. Don’t you think fate is trying to bring us together?”he had been looking for the perfect Latina girl to suit his urges until his eyes had caught calla again. Calla arched a brow. “Then fate’s setting you up for serious trouble.” She yanked her hand free and strode away. He chuckled low, licking his lips. “Damn, Killian. This will be fun,” Vincenzo muttered under his breath. He tugged his cap back on, watching her figure vanish into the crowd.

“Lily isn’t yours just because you say she is, Rayvan. You don’t get to claim her like some prize you can collect when it’s convenient for you.” Rayvan raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes while his hand was deep in his pants pocket. “Is that what you think I’m doing? Collecting a prize?” His lips curled into a cold smile. “Lily is my fated mate, and I’ve come to take her home where she belongs. You can stand here and throw accusations all you want, but it won’t change what she is to me.”

“Yes,” the male continued coolly. “Vladya feels whole now. The male you always mocked for being cursed, then took away his bondmate. But she returned to him, not merely as a lover who may be compatible with him, but as his fated mate.” Daemonikai’s lips twitched. “Then there’s you. Hanging here like a carcass in my dungeon. With a dead lover, no heir, no legacy. No throne.” Zaiper’s scream tore from deep within his soul. “DON’T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HIM!”

He said, monotone. "My turn already? You share just a bit things." I protest. He rolled his eyes. "Nothing special happen in my life yet so that's all." I ambushed him with a fist, he flinch a bit. "Whatever. Catalina Irish Elizabeth Collin De Villa. I'm turning 21 this year and i have no plans on celebrating it. I have two brothers, i assumed you know them. Also some of my cousin knows you and you probably knows them too, right?"