Living As The Villain's Stepmother Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

I insisted, “Everything about you excites me, so please, let me in on the details of your life.” I waited patiently as she decided on what to do. As much as I wanted to know her, I didn’t want to force it upon her when she didn’t feel ready. After a while, she unwrapped herself from me and sat up, leaning against a pillow. “As you already know, I’m the only child of alpha Morgan, the alpha of the Normadic Wolves.” She started, her eyes taking on a faint light. “The woman you saw me challenging today is my stepmother. My father got married to her after my mother died while giving birth to me…”

I wanted to make my brother rape his sisters! Even his own mother! I wanted revenge! [Congratulations to player Liliana! Second place!] _______ KircheLeaf Arc 1: Enchantrix Race! _______ ~END of CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE~

My stepmother is now showing her true colors, they have started to take everything that belongs to me away, just like her daughter, they want to take everything away from me but I swear I’m not going to let that happen, I won't allow them to succeed with their plans, I can't delay anymore, I need Charles to start with whatever plan he has, as long as it has to do with destroying Emma, I will gladly do it, and my stepmother should wait for me cause I will kill her even before she becomes the CEO, I can't keep quiet and let them treat me like trash anymore

They kept telling me that it's never a good idea to always place your trust in people, and I keep averting my eyes from them while seeming to go with the flow. I can eventually accomplish something that would improve me as a person and a villainess compared to how I was in my previous life, now that I've learned that lesson the hard way. I say, putting on my fakest charming smile that they can't help but admire, "Thank you ladies, you flutter me this much." You can admire me all you want, but I'll be the one who can ultimately betray you all. I smirk inside and finally murmur as I continue to enjoy my tea at the mere concept of that.

"She's just a housekeeper. How could she compare to you? Baby, stop going on patrols from now on. You're my shewolf now. I don't want you suffering out there." He then looked at me. His tone instantly turned cold. "Were you the one who had the driver bring her here last night?" I said nothing. "At least you've got a little common sense." He sneered. "But remember your place. Don't start wanting things that don't belong to you." At that moment, it felt like the bitterness of both lifetimes crashed down on me together. Every word stabbed straight into my chest. In my previous life, I had once asked him whether he truly wanted me as his mate.

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

However, my mother was a prideful heiress, and she immediately realized that some manipulative wolf in sheep’s clothing had set her up. Without even bothering to defend herself, she grabbed the crying girl and slapped her twice on the right side of her face. “I never did. I’ll do it now.” The manipulative witch’s entire face became so swollen that she looked like a pig. She even cried like one. The crowd was livid, but they could do nothing about it. Someone leaked information about this, and her image as a bully became even more set in stone. Those who liked her loved it, and those who hated her despised her even more.

She seethes, wagging a shaky finger in my face; “come on, little sis. Confess. When exactly did you open those cheap legs of yours for your own step-brother like a worthless whore? It was your plan all along, wasn’t it? You wanted to steal him from me and what better way to do that than to saddle the poor man with children he didn’t fucking want…?!” *** Six chapter updates tomorrow!

My grandmother listens as if she has found something worth studying. “It applies to my personal life and my position at Blackwood. I am elegant, and my strength lies in mystery. To navigate life, I possess the wisdom of a serpent and a venom for danger,” she concludes. “A venom for danger!” my mother bursts into laughter. “And as wise as a serpent,” my grandmother adds, entertained. “You must have been in danger before. Strengthen your venom with this ,” my mother says, handing her champagne before leaving to attend to visitors. “You’re such a gothic blessing,” my grandmother chuckles. “I always thought to survive danger, don’t try to be innocent. Bite those who bite you, or they’ll trample