The Villainess Blind Date Novels & Stories

Her eyes were sharp and terrifyingly intense as she stared at me and Alistair. My mouth fell open at this bizarre situation. But I recognized her at a glance. Holy shit! She's my fellow villainess, Primrose Stella Antebellum, and my brother's fiance. She's truly a beauty, but unlike Bella, her sharp gaze and cold expression makes her looked pretty scary. The author seemed to want to make it obvious that she's a villainess. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't notice she already stood in front of us, and suddenly she pulled me up from my seat, separating me from Alistair.

This isn’t serious for me, but maybe it will be for her. “Alright. Listen, but please don’t overreact,” She nods. I know she will. ********** “What?!” she yells making me slightly flinch. I knew it. “And he is a what?” her eyes bulge like Galagos. “M….Mafia,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. Her expression is blank. “Wait…,” she chuckles like a psycho. “So you are telling me that you messaged an unknown guy for dinner thinking it was me? And then that guy stood at your door even though he knew it was a mistake, and you let him in?”

"Thinking of him only now?" His chuckle was cold, sending a chill down Annie’s spine. "It’s too late, sweetie." "Even if you call him now, by the time your crippled fiancé arrives, all he’ll see is the two of us… being intimate." Hubert let out a self-satisfied laugh, a sinister amusement glinting in his eyes. "Oh, wait, I forgot—your fiancé is blind, isn’t he? What could he possibly see?" His voice dipped lower, laced with cruel amusement.

I pointed at the screen showing Myra's revealing photos. "Myra, the prices on there are clearly marked." Silence fell over the entire hall before it erupted into waves of contemptuous laughter and shocked murmurs. Only then did everyone realize that it was Myra's parasitic family trying to bite back. The narrative flipped instantly. I became the wronged, enduring, devoted wife. Myra became the vicious, ridiculous clown. Myra stared at the screen, then let out a piercing scream and lunged toward me, trying to tear me apart.

His breath fell on Vienna's neck, and she turned her face to him, nervous, and strained her neck to create more distance between them. "You promised to let me go," she reminded him, stuttering. "Why are you afraid to stare into my eyes? They can't see you, anyway," he said, his cold voice sending a chill to her body. "Why would I be afraid to look? They are blind," she taunted him, but Alan laughed quietly instead, and Vienna was taken aback to see him do so for the first time. "This blind man can tell clearly the expression on your face right now," Alan retorted and raised his face to touch hers.

“I have money. I can buy my own supper. Thank you very much.” Serenity did not want to join her best friend on her blind date. What if Jasmine’s blind date fancied Serenity instead? Stories like this were not unheard of. A woman went on a blind date, accompanied by her sister-in-law. In the end, the woman was furious as the date was attracted to the sister-in-law instead. The incident practically ruined the woman’s relationship with her sister-in-law. Serenity and Jasmine were best friends who talked just about everything, but there were certain boundaries that could not be crossed.

I told the girl, my hand applying a final, bruising pressure to her spine to send her toward the front doors. "What?" Claire's glare was sharp, but the corner of her mouth quirked with the kind of dark humor we traded like currency, "No tip? No 'thank you for your service to the patriarchy'? You really are a prick, Raphael. Alessia is right, you’re a lost cause. You need to find a nice girl and settle down." Before I could fire back a retort, she gasped, her eyes lighting up with a truly evil idea. "That’s it. I’m setting you up on a blind date. Someone wholesome. Someone who will make you miserable."

Yvonne continued, "I couldn't convince my parents. They're forcing me to go on a blind date tomorrow, but I have an important client to meet. Help me sabotage this blind date." Iris refused outright, "Deal with it yourself." Yvonne rested her chin on her hand, looking defeated. "Are you really that heartless?" Iris took off her coat. "I'm going to shower and sleep. Are you staying?" Yvonne tossed her curly hair. "I'm not a man, I can't satisfy you." Iris shot her a sidelong glance and said nothing as she headed to the bathroom. Yvonne lay on the couch, deep in thought, struggling to devise a good plan. Standing the blind date up would only lead to complaints from her parents. She was getting

I don't have time for blind dates, not now and never. His mother's expression remained serene, but her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. "Ah, but this is no ordinary blind date, Reyes," she said, her voice dripping with intrigue. "This is a date with a woman who has been chosen specifically for you. A woman who will help you to forget about Christine and focus on your duties as the future Alpha." Reyes felt a surge of anger at the mention of Christine's name, but he pushed it aside, intrigued by his mother's words. "Who is this woman?" he asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

The scent of magic and mischief clung to her like perfume. “Late, mutt,” she said without looking up. “Or were you hoping I’d get bored and curse a few tourists while I waited?” “Don’t tempt me,” I growled, stepping closer. She finally turned her head. Our eyes met, and there it was again. That flare. That unbearable flicker of something too alive to be hate… and far too dangerous to be love. Selene Ravenshade but now known in the film industry as Virelli.