The Villain's Sister Suffers Today Novels & Stories

Her head snapped up and something flared in her eyes. “That’s not true.” She responded quietly, looking away from me again. “Oh…it seems to be the case to me. My sister has been trying for so many years to find out where I go on this day but I’ve always been one step ahead of her and then suddenly a gullible omega shows up and she hatches the perfect plan while playing on your intelligence.” “That’s not tru—” “Have you not learnt anything at all? That me and my sister are the same? Or did you forget already how she almost sold you off and for what? The same reason you’re here now and you were stupid enough to believe her by coming here even when you could be in danger!”

What other story could there be apart from the one I had told them? “We would love to hear your other story, then,” the elder replied.” I suddenly felt a tightness in the pit of my stomach. I don't feel good about this at all. What could be up to at this moment. “As I was saying. Before the sisters came to the pack, one among the two committed a felony.” The hall immediately became rowdy with noises. I gripped my dress from the side. Someone, tell me this is all my imagination. “One of the sisters hated the other for reasons unknown, and she committed the greatest crime ever heard. She stole the mark of the scarlet witch from her sister and took in the identity of Gina, Arnold, the scarlet w

I spat, a tear trickling down my face. “The villain? I sacrificed my life for you, Chelsea! I had your face tattooed on my chest, I had your names written in all damn languages all over my arm, I had your fingerprints drawn on my neck! What else did you want from me? I gave you my life!” He shouted, his breezy countenance dropping fast. “None of that matters, Bruce! You killed my sister!!” I shouted, remembering his sexy face get exposed behind that ugly mask as he and the other men scurried away, leaving Marie lifeless.

Vivian's pupils contracted violently, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. But she forced a calm facade. "That's... that's just a coincidence, Zander. You don't actually suspect me, do you? I'm her sister. How could I ever harm her?" Zander lunged, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look him in the eye. "A sister who did nothing while her own flesh and blood was locked in a silver cell? A sister who watched her be called a lunatic and never once defended her?" His fingers tightened, and tears of pain streamed from Vivian's eyes.

Not from the board. From him. Then he turned and walked toward the door. The office fell silent again after he left. But Elena barely noticed. Because her attention remained fixed on the transaction approval glowing before her. Her own name. Her own clearance. Attached to stolen millions. And suddenly— The shareholder evaluation tomorrow mattered far less than the horrifying realization settling into place inside her mind. Someone had been using Elena Vale long before she ever became the villainess. And whoever it was— Was still inside Vale Group.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

"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!]

“Why would you do this? Father cared about you. Why would you do something so evil?” Her words hit me like a knife. Was Sylvara actually doubting me? Did she really believe I could commit such a horrible crime? Sylvara was my friend Vaelor’s adopted sister. She had always shown me nothing but kindness, and now her accusation felt like the deepest betrayal. Tears poured down my face as I struggled to understand what was happening. “Drag her out of the room! Punish her until the council arrives and passes judgment,” Vaelor ordered coldly.

" He trailed off meaningfully, while my parents shot me threatening looks. Back then, when Rebecca and I were kidnapped, I was beaten until I was barely conscious. Rebecca had stepped in front of me, crying as she shouted, "She's my sister! You're not allowed to touch her!" It moved me deeply because she had hated me her entire life. I foolishly believed that if I had not been born, she would have been our parents' one and only darling. At that moment, I forgave her for everything and even begged the kidnappers to spare her.

He said with a meaningful look. " Not only his but your all...." He added. He ridicule flashed across his eyes as he glanced at them who stood beside him like a scardy cat. He warned everyone that if anyone was to fail to pursue her, then they shall sacrifice their own sister. Some were glad that they don't have one ,but they others were frightened to death. He had a ridicule flashed across his eyes as he looked at the frightened mouse's. He felt a little up as he saw their frightened face.