Modern Villainess Novels & Stories

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

"Why are you so angry? It was just a harmless suggestion." Jayden asked. Ryder himself didn't know why he was so angry, it was a normal thing. Female prisoners were usually sent as concubines to high ranking wolves. But, the thought of someone else touching her and making love to her made him so angry. It provoked a blinding anger in him. "She won't be a concubine, make another suggestion." Ryder said. "She can be a household servant" a woman said as she walked inside. She was Helena, she was Ryder's aunt.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

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.

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

Alexa replied as she smoothed the black dress which had some orange feathers at the nape. "Ahhh, you can't play the villain, Alexa. You are just breaking in to the industry and you want to play such a hated character, you would just get criticism and hate," Mary was really worried. In her opinion, the villainess was really the most hateful character in the series. "Mary, that's something you don't understand, the villainess isn't really a demon, she was just broken just like the protagonist. In the case of the protagonist, he had someone but the villain had no one,”

Charisse “You,” I gritted my teeth at the woman before me, “you got my dress stained.” Zara Van Dell is more petite than I’d imagine. A woman who wears the queen’s extravagance like Miley Cyrus and has the excessive angst of a chihuahua. Swinging that syringe like a knife threatening to slit my throat, she smirked. “Ugly and loves playing the victim. Is that how you seduced the Alpha?” I crossed my arms. “And you are uglier and much outdated.”

she tried to restrain herself from yelling out loud cause that would make the servants run in and she wanted to settle whatever he wants from her that moment without anyone around. "If you wanted to know, then you would have come as I told you to. I told you to come up to the roof top as I was ready to tell you everything." "Well I can't just go up there alone and met you. What if you kill me?" He smirked, "I marked you and you are the only one who can help me right now so why would I want to kill you?" He returned her question. "Cause you are the villain and would surely want me so I will make you even more powerful." she replied and went on, "You can just tell me what you want now."

She looked at Maridelle. Maridelle reciprocated her smile, but smiling even better than her. “Game. Let’s do it.” They are full of excited anticipation. Hodor is sitting on his throne; Vamoire is on his right and the inseparable Jek and Viller found a corner to embrace. Whilst Maridelle sat on the foot of his throne, she filled herself with thougths of what she could possibly do the beings she is going to feed with her blood. All of her imagination is pure evil, leaving no space for kindness. She desired for something unbeatable and could cause real terror as she plays with a newly whetted dagger on her hand.