Nancy Vicious Novels & Stories

he said and left without a backward glance, leaving his girlfriend in shock. The other ladies gathered around their friend who had just been dumped right before their eyes. They had to lead her back to the parking lot cause she didn't have the strength to walk. Shanice wanted to be the perfect victim. She excused herself to go to the washroom, where, removing her makeup case, she highlighted the print mark on her face to be visible. She then used wet wipes to remove lipstick, making her face even paler. She vigorously rubbed her eyes till they turned bloodshot. Slapping her cheeks a few more times, she admired her handy work in the mirror then marched to Frost's office.

My vision was a bit pitiful, but the scents that came off of them gave me a better idea of who exactly had decided to jump me. Tyler was the first scent that hit me, which instantly made me growl. I smelled a mixture of jaguar and lion after that. More jaguar than lion. They began to close in on me, causing me to jump back. I kept blinking 'til my vision was clearer, though it was doing nothing for the headache that was starting to grow. I examined the clear figures in front of me and noticed that not a single one was unarmed. Bats, pipes, and crowbars were gripped tightly as I stood and got into a fighting position. I ignored the three lions, one of which being Nico's Beta, and the one unkn

I have heard of evil wolves, but I never thought I could come across them. When I was in the Blood Moon Pack, Catherine used to be a thorn in my flesh. She was indeed a terror in my life. She humiliated me severally and made life miserable for me. I ran away from the pack, thinking I had also gotten away from Catherine and her kind; unfortunately, someone more evil than Catherine appeared in my life. I mean, how could a woman want to kill a man who has done nothing but show her love? She cheated on him and is working with an enemy to destroy his kingdom. Nancy is despicable. I wonder who this boss is and what exactly he wants from Avalor.

She shivered under his venomous gaze. He added, "I'm counting on you. Vance is suspicious of me now. He won't let me into his office anymore." Nancy went to the supermarket to buy groceries, as usual. After she finished picking out some fish and turned around, she almost collided with someone.

Nancy said. Ludo thought otherwise but didn’t want to argue with Nancy. She was having a good time talking to her. At least she didn’t feel lonely. She knew a lot of things about Nancy she never knew. Nancy was a free spirited girl from the slums who didn’t tolerate nonsense but her weakness was that she fell for bad guys who either cheated on her or ended up verbally or physically abusing her. All in all, she was strong willed and never gave up on love or life.

“I know you must be busy, but we will be so excited to see you. Your dd was just telling me the other day about how you don't call or visit, I Am sure he will be expecting you. Translation: be there orFatherr will make it hell for me. Like I needed that. “Fine. Whatever,” I reply. “Good. Wear the-” I don't wait to hear whatever nonsense she has to say, I cut off the call. In public, Vivian is a saint. The dear woman who forgave her husband’s adultery and accepted the child into her home, treating her as a daughter. In private, she makes it her mission to cause me pain and anguish. Relishing in my misery and abusing the fact that I have no one to turn to after my mother's death.

"I don't need a car or a big house. I just want Mom and Dad to be with me forever. That's enough." [Damn, the villainess makes me laugh. I bet Nadia is dying of regret right now. Look at how pretentious she's being!] [The princess life only belongs to Nancy, the female lead. The villainess should just stay in her lane.] Stephen and Linda were so moved by my words that they teared up. Meanwhile, Nancy just snorted. "You're still so fake." I watched Nancy and the Quills drive off in the Maybach, a faint, cold smile tugging at my lips.

Chapter 60: Violetta Nancy looks at me like I am a speck of dust on her expensive cream-colored coat. Her jaw drops slightly, her perfectly painted lips parting in surprise. She steps back, her leather boots clicking sharply against the concrete floor. "You don't know what you're talking about," Nancy says, her voice losing that fake, sweet tone. She looks right past my shoulder, trying to lock eyes with Caleb again. "Caleb, talk to me. Who is this girl? Why is she standing in our space?"

Finley wouldn't leave. Clung to Nancy. Didn't matter. I got in Vienna's car and headed straight to Vital Records. The clerk looked up, all smiles. "What brings you in today?" "Found Nancy Valente. Need her death certificate reversed." "Knew you'd find her. Congrats!" I just nodded. *** As we stepped out, Nancy called after me. "Jensen, I really do love you. That night at Finley's, I was drunk. I thought he was you..."

With self-mockery Nancy said, “After Hallie found out that I was dating Peter, she sent someone to my house to make trouble. My mother’s blood pressure was unstable at that time and because of what Hallie did, she died of a heart attack. Why would I not hate her? And I did not hate Darren at first. But after my mom passed, I began to hate every single one of those so-called upper-class people. And I despise them because they were completely ruthless praying with women like they are disposal and using their power to get whatever they wanted…” Nancy was so emotional that her eyes turned red. Gritting her teeth she continued, “Since I’m having a hard time, I didn’t want to let them have good li