The Villain's Mother Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her eyes snap to mine, sharp, accusing. “That evil girl, Violet.” she spits. “She took it.” My stomach twists. “Violet was in chains,” I say carefully. “In the dungeons. How could she have…” “She has help,” Mother snaps. “Someone aiding her. You think she’s helpless? She planned this.” “That doesn’t make sense,” I say. “Violet would never touch what’s yours.” Mother laughs… a broken, jagged sound. “I know what I’m saying, child. She’s always stealing from me,” she says. “Always taking what should be mine. She even stole your father from us.”

“No, it was your mother’s little plan to break you up with Faith once and for all. She felt weird about trying to bang her dad when you were with his daughter. Kind of funny considering she seems to have zero moral compass.” “So it was all made up? All of it?” “Yeah,” Angela says like it was all nothing. If I wasn’t so angry, I would be really impressed with my mother’s villain skills. She puts all the movie villains to shame. What kind of asshole tries to destroy her own flesh and blood happiness for their own? Stupid question. I know the answer already.

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.

Saffron is twice my mother’s height and almost three times her size in weight. He drags her closer toward me and snarls, “apologize, witch, or I will steal your last fucking breath. This is not a game, and I am not bluffing.” My mother’s lips remain sealed as she glares at me, still clawing away at his wrist. “I don’t think you have fully grasped the concept of your actions. You have upset my mate. You have purposefully hurt her. Taken away her pride and messed with her beauty. If you don’t apologize, I will have my vengeance right where we are, and your distasteful corpse will be picked at by the rogues lurking around our territory.” As he informs my mother what he intends to do with her, h

“Why can’t you just let me be?!” “What do you mean?” Jade shouts, confused. “It was her! She tried to kill me!” I point at Mother. “You took the box!” Mother shouts. “It was you! You evil creature!” I pause, stunned. “What… is it? What’s that box?” “You were a mistake, Valeria!” she screams. “I should’ve killed you when you were in my womb!” Now even Jade looks afraid of her. Mother looks manic.

"She's always been a pain in my ass from the beginning. So it should be her." My mom smiled. But it was a sad smile. "I also thought Damon's mother, Kyra, might be the villain. Until it turned out to be someone I never expected." I stopped. "Who was it?" She opened the microwave and put my food inside. "A story for another day."

Danté saw Villa draw back her glance but her eyes where shocked, it seems like she just saw a ghost. "What's going on Villa?" He asked but she shook her head. "I, I don't know how this is possible but my mother is back!" "Your mother?" Rebecca stepped forward "Wasn't she some sort of evil witch!?" "Not just evil, powerful! Something is wrong here!" Villa said and held a hand to Danté "Give me one of your revolvers"

I don’t speak and I guess they take my silence for acceptance, or maybe they’re still waiting for me to make up my mind. “So who tried to kill us?” Aidan asks “No idea.” Sylas replies “It has to be the same people that stole the letter from my apartment.” Another wave of silence hits us, so thick that I can hear blood pounding in my ears. “My mother is a villain in this story. She was cheating on my father.” “My father was cheating on my mother with your mother.” “Aidan, it isn't funny.” “Think of it, we ended up as mates so I think it’s one sick joke from the moon goddess.”

Trying to record me like some rabid circus animal for the world to crucify. Too late. Your daughter already picked the villain. And just in case you’re still listening, Christopher— There’s no ransom. Not anymore. I don’t want you to surrender anymore because you are nothing after all—I killed Damon, who’s originally the villain in my story, for killing my mother. While I do heard Christopher might be inloved with my Mother. That makes us on the same side—but you unravel it yourself. I just want Ingrid. You were close. You almost had her back.

It wasn’t her mother, someone had come to her in the guise of her mother and foolishly she’d blindly trusted the person and walked with her. Valerie summoned all of her strengths and powers and fought against the wolf hunters, defeating them all, She ran and wherever she ran to she was always back to that same crossroad, confused and frustrated, Valerie sat down already tired. “Valerie.” She heard a voice she recognized call, it was her mother’s voice, she looked up to see her mother smiling radiantly at her. Valerie charged towards her with full force and they engaged in a fight. Her mother fought with powers too and somehow Valerie was convinced that was her mother.