I Became A Villain Daughter Novels & Stories

She walked through the memory space like a queen, explaining to an unseen recorder: “Subject IV-9 is the strongest of them all. Cognition above expectation. Empathy centers high. Still shows resistance to violence except when triggered. Adaptive learning exceeds parameters.” Then she turned. And looked right at me. Through me. “You will see this one day. You’ll hate me. But I made you for a war no one else can win.” She smiled. Sad. “You’re not my daughter, Ivy. You’re my vengeance.” I came out of the memory gasping.

she says "I wish I didn't have to marry him if my mother wasn't the daughter of Hera I wouldn't have to but she is and my father is Hades so I have some of the powers of both My father and my grandmother and they want a strong Empress who has the blood of Hera so I have to I wish I could be with Soren because I love him" I say as I start crying Laguna walks up to me and hugs me. I'm just glad everyone else is in class so they don't see me crying

I'd lost any respect I held for him long, long ago. But I didn't want revenge either. That man had let anger and grief drive him to the point where he hurt his own daughter and became a cold hearted Alpha who punished his people harshly just because he could. What different would I be if I let my anger and hurt drive me as well? I didn't want my life to revolve around vengeance or any other negative feeling of the sort. All I wanted was to leave all this behind and start anew.

Honestly, when I read that sort of background story, I wouldn't have thought of villainess, but rather some sort of unfortunate female lead… but that’s not what’s important right now! Growing up without parental love, Bella ended up twisted and committed herself to all sorts of shady actions. She wanted to take revenge on her father who abandoned her and her mother. But of course she was defeated by the main character and the heroine. The crown prince, Alistair Calder Astaseul was her half brother and the hero of the story. In the end, Belladonna was ruined and sentenced to death for her crime by the age of twenty. "Your evil deeds will come to an end now, Belladonna Reigna Astaseul." Those

I’m glad it didn’t go to waste. Ben slid his cold finger under my eyes and wiped the damp tears away. “I’m afraid this fragile heart of yours will be tainted in the aristocracy.” Ben has always been like a father to me in this world. He has always been looking out for me, and every time he speaks, my respect for him grows deeper and stronger. “Don’t worry. Just like I told you,” I looked straight in his eyes and smirked. “I’ll become the villainess the world will despise.”

THE VILLAIN Written By: Rosapearl EPISODE FOURTEEN I was still checking myself in front of the mirror when I heard a knock on my door, I thought it was my mum again. she is never tired of an argument, she love to know everything going on. I don't blame her though that is how our family is. we carry each other burden. "Nor again mum" I yelled, Miller open the door and I was stunned to see Miller. I buried my face in my hand like a soldier that just lost a battle.

Venom tsked as he look at Valerian, "You better make my daughter happy, and you better love her for eternity. If you make her cry and hurt her in anyway, I'm gonna assassinate you. Is that clear?" He immediately nodded his head, "Don't worry, I will take care of her and protect her and love her for eternity." Veron glare at Venom, "Why are you threatening my son? You should also say something on your daughter." Venom glared back then he pointed at his daughter, Zelia who was smiling sweetly at them, "So you think my daughter would hurt him in anyway? Huh?" He look at Zelia who was smiling sweetly at them, like she's an angel that descend on the heaven. He shook his head, "No, she's too kind

expression spoke volumes. “Yes,” I said softly, glancing down at the magical medallion. “I’m that traitor’s daughter.” I sighed, leaning on Rain and seeking comfort in him. “Everything bad that happened to werewolf kind – to you! – was because of my father. He poisoned the mind of good men and made them monsters.” I hated being related to him! It felt like a trap, a cage I could never escape. As if sensing my emotions, Rain’s fingers interlaced with mine, resting atop my swollen belly.

"He still has a pulse, but the poison must have destroyed his healing abilities." I let out a breath I kinda knew I was holding. "Thank goodness. I thought they were dead." "Who did this?" "My werewolf-killing parents — the true villains of this story," I quietly reply, looking down at my fingers, wrangling them. Guilt threatens to break me everytime I remember whose daughter I am. That the people 7-year old Lara called Mama and Papa are so evil that they derive satisfaction from killing others. Who cares if they're werewolves? They still have the right to live. And my parents? My parents, without hesitation, snatch that right from them. I hate that their blood runs through my veins.

“You’re okay.” Behind me, Victor’s voice echoed. “She’s more than okay. She’s the center.” I turned. “Victor, if you lay one finger on my daughter, I'd really show you the wrath of a mother.” “I don’t need to,” he said. “She’s already chosen.” “No,” I said. “She’s eight. She didn’t choose this. You programmed her to believe it.” Victor stepped forward. “I didn’t make her powerful,” he said. “You did.”