Swan Lake Villainess Novels & Stories

"Except one. A witch who'd been away when the attack happened. Came back to ash and bodies and no explanation except rumors blaming Crescent Moon wolves." The pieces snapped together with sickening clarity. "The witch helping Conrad now," I said slowly. "She thinks we murdered her coven." "She thinks Bastian did." Sienna moved to my desk, examining the falsified records. "Conrad fed her lies. Showed her forged evidence. Convinced her the pack responsible was Crescent Moon. She's been working with him for revenge against people who didn't kill her family." 'Moon Goddess,' my wolf breathed. 'He's been using her grief as a weapon.'

I don’t usually gossip, especially about the tower wolves, but this one is too juicy, too dark, to just let it go. “She liked to torture them and, from what I hear, orgasmed when their suffering was at its greatest. She found a wolf who enjoyed that kind of thing… apparently they killed a number of Omgas before Victor caught her” “She sounds lovely,” Weiland says flatly. “The girl. Lily? She’s not of the true blood either?” “She is. And she needs our protection, desperately.” Weiland knows that. I already told him. “The divinities used her as a distraction for Victor… until he could find his second mate and create his true heir,” my Beta repeats the words I’ve said a thousand times.

“After the chaos you brought? After almost killing my mate?” “She almost killed me,” I snapped back. “Twice.” “You have no proof,” Vanessa whispered, eyes shimmering. “I have scars,” I said. “And a second life that your magic couldn’t erase.” A murmur of unease drifted through the pack. Witches were not a joke. Even the bravest wolves looked away at that word. Damien’s aura flared. “Enough,” he roared. “By Silvercrest law, Isabella Evergreen remains a criminal until proven—”

She could swim and the snakes are not even that poisonous. She even give her the chance to swim away first before they dumped the snakes into the water. How is that attempted murder. “The only way that she could have died there in the lake if she still continued to pretend that she doesn’t know how to swim,” Raven answered straightforwardly. “In fact if she only swam back to the shore after I pushed her off the bridge, then I wouldn’t have to resort to using the snakes just to force her to swim.” Celia did not speak the whole time that Raven is talking against her. She was quiet as she seek shelter into Lorcan’s arms acting like a pitiful woman.

Sienna? Even though I had no interest in the witchy stuff, the fame of that witch didn’t spare me. Witch Sienna Swan from the Blue Swans coven was a name both feared and respected across all the packs. She was the coven’s head, training young witches to serve mother nature. All nature servants needed to get her approval before practicing magic. A part of me was relaxed to see that Vincenzo had called a nature servant to resolve the issues in the pack. I adjusted Enzley against my shoulder and inclined my head politely.

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 addressed the shadow Mia had tried to cast over me: "Furthermore, after an interrogation of the captured scents and digital trails, we find Ava Hart—the Silver Wolf of Turner Studios—entirely innocent of these schemes. To restore the honor of the craft, the Vale officially acknowledges her grace and integrity, proven by the evidence we hold in our iron grip."

Her wolf moaned but there was nothing she could do. After Jake had rejected her, her wolf became so weak. They have both experienced trauma. She had been a slave and was given to Diva, who was betrothed to Jake, as a servant. When Diva heard about Jake's mate, she became angry and swore to kill her but Jake didn't give anyone the chance to hurt her and the only thing Diva could do was make Sarah her servant and frame her for her stolen Jewelry so that the king could hear of it since he was the only one who could hurt her and Jake wouldn't be able to do anything.

She was with him the first time she came here, and now she was alone. However, she wasn’t sad or disappointed. Her body and soul were ruined beyond repair… She was still calm; Silje realized that if a person was in too much pain, it could make that person tranquil. It was a gloomy winter day and too early for the park to be crowded with people. Oddly enough though, the lake was swarming with white swans. Staring at them, Silje suddenly felt something. The white swans… “…” The whiteness of them reminded her of ashes, bringing back the devastation to her heart.

He was the real power behind the Lycans—cold and calculating. He wasn't someone they could approach lightly. "You think he's that easy to access?" Lucas asked. Vanessa smiled, her smile was confident. "No," she said. "But his fiancée might be. Women talk. A friendly approach from the only daughter of Swanlake Alpha might loosen her tongue. We learn their weaknesses, their plans… and we make ourselves indispensable." Her gaze lingered on Isabelle's face on the screen. She looked soft and refined. She was nothing like the girls who had been exposed to the cruel world filled with bloodshed.