Invincible Female Viltrumite Novels & Stories

Stone and timber collapsed inwards, sending embers raining down like blood-red snow. And then—a blinding burst of white light. It seared the air, forcing even the fiercest of them to shield their eyes. When the glow dimmed, a single figure stood in the ruins. Vera. She rose from the wreckage like a phoenix from its pyre, her skin glowing faintly as though molten lava coursed beneath it. Her hair billowed wildly in the heat, her eyes twin orbs of molten amber. Flames coiled and danced around her body—not harming her, but feeding her.

I could vaguely recall how the injury looked when it was fresh, seeing it briefly in one of the flashes of memories. Was he... mine? Wasn’t that how the matebond worked? Giving you someone who was your other half and who would love you unconditionally? I’d known that this was a possibility one day, especially if I continued to somehow stay alive in this insane world, but it felt surreal to feel it actually happening. “Alistair, aren’t you going to introduce yourself to our honoured guest?” the king spoke, finally catching on that the silence between us was strange. “No need for introductions. Her name is Scarlett, a rankless girl from the Easthaven pack. Alpha Liam Pyre’s territory. We’ve al

He tried to pull her pants down but another female voice interrupted their passionate moment, " VOLDAMIRE!!!" It was a slow, seductive voice that came from his back. Turning his head behind, they both saw a female figure standing nearby. The young lady, Danika gasped in shock and fear. Without thinking about anything, she pushed her clothes up and ran to the outside, leaving Voldamire all alone. The lady in front of him was barely recognizable. She was wearing a black gown. Even the shade of her skin was dark and tanned. Her long black nails and black eyes defined her identity well. Voldamire understood that she was a witch, the eternal enemy of their race.

In the center—Viktor. Younger. Desperate. His hands bloody. A circle of ancient runes surrounded him, glowing with unnatural red. At the center—a stone basin filled with silver light. My blood. “I offer a vessel,” he cried into the void. “Make it strong. Make it unbreakable. Make it hers.” The darkness swirled. “So it shall be,” it whispered. From the basin, two figures rose. One, with silver hair and blazing red eyes: Lilith. The other—smaller. Weaker. Wrapped in silence.

Then he clenched his fingers into a ball, seizing hard. Rumble! The fireball burst into cinders. Scarlet grunted and staggered unsteadily, her face flushed with uneven shades of red as she grimaced with pain, a trickle of blood escaped the corner of her lips. "You might be powerful, but not yet a match for me," observed Chu Xun. He knew enough to guess correctly that she was also an Immortal-level champion, albeit a newly-ascended one. "Let's us go, you villain!" Violet screamed from inside her Reincarnation Line cocoon, struggling to break free.

Powerful. “Valtherion,” she said smoothly. “It’s been too long.” “Vanessa.” His tone was polite, distant. “You haven’t been returning my calls.” “I’ve been busy.” Her attention shifted to me. Sharp. Assessing. “Who is this?” “This is Aurelia,” Valtherion said. “My mate.” A flicker of surprise crossed her face. “Your… mate?” “Yes.” The air shifted. Vanessa recovered quickly, but her interest sharpened.

They were all screaming Elspeth's name. Silently I stood up from where she attacked me. She has no knowledge that I blocked her attack. I sighed and removed the waterfall braids onto my hair before I break their fun. "Silence!" I screamed loud, and with one word, what I wanted was then granted. Pure silence covered the place as I ascend, glowing because of my aura. I held my head high and turned my gaze to the demons around me. With a glare, one by one they went down onto their knees. "I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground."

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

A group of young women by the roadside cast envious glances my way. "That's our Luna," one of them whispered. "The Alpha chose her over his fated mate. I heard that when she fell ill, the Alpha gathered the best healers from across the kingdom to care for her day and night. And when he needed a rare herb to heal her, he climbed a volcano on the verge of eruption without hesitation." There was a time when I would have been thrilled to hear such words. But now, my throat felt like it was closing around a hard lump, and shame threatened to bring me to tears.

I am the Violet who will reign, whether the world likes it or not. And when she comes near, I do the impossible. I jump higher than her and twist in the air. When our trajectories cross, I open my jaws wide, my teeth aligning with her throat in a fatal instant. And I bite. The sound is wet, grotesque. Lyun’s throat gives beneath my fangs. I tear flesh, tendon, what remains of my old friend and current rival. She tries to howl, a short, gurgling sound, as her life slips away.