Novel & Cerita Serena Valentino Villains Series In Order

“Mr. Valentino we—“ The host tried to cut in, but Julian didn’t stop, he leaned closer to the mic, his eyes cold as he stared straight into the camera. “Marcus death doesn’t make me evil, and i owe him nothing… not even my forgiveness. I still hold my grudges against him. The same goes to Bianca… my ex fiancée.” “We are so sorry, Mr. Valentino,” the host said. “For ever questioning your integrity.”

Standing tall in my living room was the most handsome man I had ever seen. His dark wavy hair graces his chiseled face perfectly. The dark suit fitted on his olive skin, and those greenish blue eyes stared into my soul like they owed me. I froze, watching him walk forward. The few open buttons of his silky shirt revealed his toned chest and I gulped. Who. The. Hell. Was. He? My eyes traced the tattoo on his left chest and he caught my eyes wandering. “You must be Serena Vale,” he said, looking at me from top to bottom.

It was so hard for me not to give him a smile. "We all heard what happened to Arlene Majestic, or, in more clear words, how she tried ending her life. Today we are called again to reopen the case because her sister Luna Serena claims Arlene didn’t take the poison, but somebody else fed it to her. Although we respect Serena and think she will never purposely want to waste our time, we still believe Arlene is the only one to blame. She had a rough life and didn’t want to proceed, so she thought ending her life will put her and everybody around her out of the misery that she has caused for them," Valdman insensitively spoke about someone who was a victim of many crimes. If only these counselors

“It was right after we first met you, even before we met up on the roof the day you moved into your apartment. I had made a comment to Damien about how uptight you seemed, and he scoffed at my assessment. Basically, he said you just needed the right push and he could get you to do whatever he said. And that, my traitorous bitch, became our bet.” Valerie couldn’t believe her ears. They had purposefully set her up, made a bet on how soon she would succumb to Damien’s machinations. And she had given in to him after only a couple of days. It hadn’t even been two weeks and she had been fingered on the rooftop, spanked over the arm of his couch as well as fucked up her ass, twice, and fucked under

My cock has never felt so swollen, and my precious mate has never looked so damn tempting. The ground rumbles as unmated wolves stomp closer, ready to taste and take what belongs to me – just the thought of it makes me want to kill them all. “Brother, get her the hell out of here!” Grayson growls. As he reaches out to pass Valerie to me, I throw him across the field on instinct – no one touches her but me! “You idiot! She’ll fuck any male who touches her, and Jaxson will kill anyone who thinks they can!” Sophia explains, but I pay her no attention and snatch Valerie off the ground. The second my hand touches her, fire sears through my blood.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

It does not get there. "Eighth. Listen now. I have one warning the pearl will not let me give you twice. The Silver is awake. The Silver has been awake for two centuries. The Silver wears a body. The body is in your kingdom. She has been writing letters to your line for four generations and your grandmother burned them and your father burned them and your mother could not. She wrote your courtship. She wrote your fall. She wrote me into your dreams tonight to soften you for what she will say to you next. *I am not your enemy.* That is what I am supposed to tell you. I am telling you the opposite. The Silver is your enemy. The Silver wants the Black. The Black wants the Silver. The hosts are

She looked like a completely different person. And that was the point. Mrs. Catalina walked back in, Eleanor finally asleep. "Be careful tonight," Mrs. Catalina said quietly. Serena looked at her. "I'm always careful." "Serena, I'm serious." She stepped closer. "I know you're here for revenge. I know you're using Alexandra to get to Ethan. But this man—Alessandro Martino—he's not part of the plan." Serena turned to face her. "I know."

“I just don't want you to get involved with the Vances. Even Elliot is hard to fathom.” She added, “You both play pretense so well, that I fear for you Serena. If he doesn't keep to the end of his deal, you will be powerless to do anything.” “He's already deceived me.” I told her. “Besides, Elliot has never hidden his true identity so I very well know I am playing with the devil.” “Can you say the same for Finn, Karen?” “I really don't care about that, Serena. If you take me as a friend, please listen to me and leave Elliot.”

“My ruthless queen. Luca already has the accountant singing. We hit the money first—three accounts in Dubai, two in London. Freeze them before sunrise. Then we burn one of the Tin Can Island ports. Not the whole thing. Just enough to make Vic panic and pull his men away from the clubs. While he’s distracted chasing ghosts, we take the girls out of Silk and Shadow. Quiet. Clean. And when he comes for Matteo… we’ll be waiting with a bullet meant for the Blade himself.” A slow smile curved my lips. Revenge tasted sweetest when it was planned in the dark with the only man who had ever owned my soul. Valerio’s ex-daughter-in-law. The woman who had once been married to his dead son. The scandal th