The Villain's Sister Suffers Today Novels & Stories

She walked towards the peach colored canopy bed and sank in beside me, making the bed dip. “Is there anything I can say to make you feel better before you leave?” she muttered. I chuckled, hoping the tears wouldn't drop when she was still with me. “Does a monster deserve anything good?” I replied. Valerie gripped my cold hand. “Don't say that, you're not a monster!” she snapped. I looked at her again, my lips twitching. “I tried to ruin my dear sister’s happiness, and I almost killed you. Isn't that enough to make me a monster?” I said, playing the role of a villain that they had thrown at me.

I pause, then add, “Mum never showed me any. Even when I asked.” He says nothing, just cups water in his hands and pours it gently over my skin. Warm. Comforting. But I miss his touch, miss the way his fingers make me feel like I’m safe, like I’m not broken. After a beat, I ask, “Was your sister involved in the fight tonight?” “She was upstairs. Fighting the women and any of Damian’s remaining kin,” he exhales. “She’s leader of the female betas.” I nod silently, the memory of her fierce expression when she barged into my room resurfacing. I banish it.

"Sis!" Nil was appalled and quickly pulled Undre away to run to his wounded sister. Undre had the chance to stab his trusty knife at Nil's leg, knocking him down. Nil instinctively turned to smack Undre but couldn't do anything to that body. The seasoned lieutenant hurriedly draws up his knife inscribed with an ancient script similar to the one carved on Undre's knife to slash him, but the skinny villain has gone to lock the neck and take Nil's sister as a hostage.

“When you sign that contract, you’ll be the wife. You’ll wear the ring. Drive the cars. Sit at the tables. I won’t judge you for that. I won’t fight you on it.” She pauses. In the mirror, our eyes meet, hers colder now, sharper. “But don’t you dare judge me.” Her voice drops. “Because when he gets tired of your fighting and your pride… he’s going to come looking for the sister who didn’t say no.” My chest tightens. “I’ll always be his mistress,” she finishes, unflinching. “Live with it.” My mouth falls open, staring at her. My heart shatters. This isn't the sister I grew up with. My twin, my other half, is gone. This is a stranger molded and hardened by Lucien Vale's cruelty.

the Guard said, and I took my car keys immediately and drove to the dungeon. Soon we were at the dungeon, and I was facing Diago, who looked like shit after spending just a day there. “Confess, I'm listening," I said, and tears filled his eyes again. “I didn't do shit, and your sister is the villain in everything she… “ "I don't want to hear the trashy story you have about my sister,” I said, cutting him shut. "Listen to me, you asshole,” he groaned, and what they said was true, Diago was now aggressive.

Latin: Spirits of the ancients guide us to this witch. A aurora of blue and pink magic swirled around the folklore until they vanished from the castle. Talking them to their greatest challenge yet. The grim thought of having to end his sisters life began to weighing down on Scott as he travels through what was now a terrorize version of the city that he grew in isolation from. Sardonyx is my sister. Scott thought to him self. I’ve already lost Malia . How can I bare to lose her too? Hey kid. You might want to keep your head out of clouds. Vandana said to him. We’re gonna need you up an alert for handling your sister.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

“Don't…don't say that about us. You know nothing about us…” “But I do” he leans forward, “I do, that's why I'm tied up” I step back slightly, “what?” “Your sister is poison, trust me she is” My heart increases in pace, anger rising from my blood, “who do you think you are huh? Talking about my sister in that manner, maybe you do deserve what's happening to you” I turn to leave. “She'll infect you too Caroline. Just like venom, she'll infect and kill us all”

Family? A cold smile curved my lips, carrying undisguised mockery. Those so-called "family members"—the "husband" who calculated my worth and plotted my child's future, my biased parents, and that sister who constantly coveted everything I had while threatening me with her illegitimate child—at this moment, they were my most dangerous enemies. "No." My voice was as calm as a frozen lake, but the words carried bone-chilling coldness. "I have no family." The doctor looked at me deeply, his eyes showing pity, confusion, and finally settling into professional resignation. He said no more, nodding to the nurse: "Prepare to move to the operating room."