Jane Villanueva Book Novels & Stories

Cilla’s POV Two weeks had passed since Jane Willow returned to the pack. A lot had changed since her arrival. Ridian and I had not had any time together. He was rarely at the pack and I rarely saw him. I remained Jane’s personal maid and she never made any unrealistic demands. As long as I did what I was required to do, she mostly left me alone. Jane seemed more disturbed than I was about Ridian’s plans but she distracted herself by getting involved in Camilla Jamison’s project.

' she asked, a little curious about the woman that deceived this attractive man that when she landed her eyes on it at first glance can't be deceive by anyone. As expected, do not judge its book by its cover. 'Jane Mangui-ob. The female Villain who eliminate Host 019 body previous owner in the ending of the book' system 019 finally calm down, the mechanical voice was resumed as he explained the host curiosity. 'Reason' one word, one cold word but system 019 was not annoyed or dare not dare to be annoyed by the coldness of the host that was in the form of the little girl as it still dutifully did its work accompanied by the mechanical voice.

The maid retrieved a big notebook over the side of the room and showed it to Danny. Danny rapidly flipped the pages of the notebook and searched for the surname that starts with the letter 'R'. He searched thoroughly and saw Jane's profile log. He traced the personal information through it and saw the address. He read that she was living over the narrow streets of one of the villages on barrio Santo Nino. He quickly gave back the big notebook to the maid and bowed down his head again.

However,that was only the start of her issues. Every day, she planned her retribution with eyes full of rage; she would return, the real her would return. ********************************************** Chapter 1: Although she didn't appear to be interested in her surroundings, her black eyes were always scanning the area. The atmosphere was raucous throughout,making it obvious that it was a birthday celebration. The birthday girl was the happiest of all, and she moved around freely greeting guests. Madison, on the other hand, was simply sitting in a corner and slowly savoring her Apple juice. What was she doing?

The Villain I pad down the stairs, impressed with the fact that I got ready for school with only three-quarter of my brain still dead to the world. I yawn obnoxiously as I enter the kitchen but that yawn quickly turns into unladylike hacking as gusts of smoke enter my mouth. I bat the fumes away and rush for the window above the sink, shoving a body away to get to it. Once a significant amount of smoke had cleared the room I turned to Gia, who was sitting around the tiny round table, a cigarette in her hand. There were already three lit cigarette buds in the ashtray, I glower at her.

Just before she could ask who she was when the woman slapped her in the face. “So you are the mistress of that fucking old man? Say, you said that there are a lot of men waiting to fuck you, then I will throw you in the pit of those men that I specifically went to find that are already waiting for you in the room I designed for you. You are very special, lady. I went through trouble to find all the men that you had an affair with.” The woman was Jane, who softly said to Vivian whose body was trembling upon the aura that Jane had despite being a Beta.

with netizens showering Vanessa with praise, admiring her elegance and good fortune. Back in her room, Jane stared at the photo on her phone, a cold smirk playing on her lips as she scrolled through the sugary comments. “So, he wants the spotlight?” she muttered. “Wish granted.” She poured herself a glass of water and sat down at her desk. The dim glow of the screen lit up her face as she powered on her computer. After a few moments, the interface loaded—a black background with lines of encrypted code running steadily. She stared at the screen for a second, took a long sip of water, then placed the glass aside. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. Then, with quiet precision, she began to t

I see. “Btw Jane, do you know why are you here?” “Why? Do you really want to know so bad?” A sinister smile appeared on Jane. “Not really, Actually.” ”But It’s just there’s something that bothers me.” “What is that?” “THAT IS AAHVA HAD A WIFE AND A DAUGHTER!” “What?” Jane’s eyebrows tilted. “You know, Aahva never told me he had a wife and a daughter!” ”And then you come with your mother to us.”

Upon leaving the villa, Jane hailed a taxi to Eatery Pavilion, the most renowned restaurant in New York for cuisine, where Anderson was waiting for her in a private room. While en route, Jane checked her mobile phone for the room number. However, she accidentally collided with a man while walking and was scolded by his group for not watching where she was going. The man she bumped into, Sala Baker, appeared familiar to Jane. She apologized, and Sala replied calmly. Jane stepped aside, and the group followed Sala out of the restaurant. Her phone rang, and it was Anderson calling. She quickly found the private room where Anderson and Piper were chatting. Piper complained about hunger, and Ande

“Yeah. Why?” “That was him…” “I don’t follow, who?” Nancy raised a brow. “Joshua Vance! The new CEO.” Jane paced around, biting her nails. “Nancy, I’m doomed for good. My life is officially over.” Nancy stared wide-eyed at Jane, watching her pace back and forth. “I have just one question; did you say anything rude to him?” Nancy’s question caught her off guard. “Not really? But, in my defence, he was very nosy.”