Novel & Cerita The Villainess's Daughter

I said it again, gentler this time. The woman smiled. "You don’t know?" There was a glimmer of something like amusement in her eyes. That makes sense, I guess. My dad had a lot of secrets. Her eyes met mine. "My name is Lilith," she introduced herself. "Viktor’s daughter." My blood froze. Darius stepped forward, his sword grip tightening. "Viktor had a daughter?" Lilith's head cocked. "Oh, he had many things you didn’t know about." Her smile widened. "And I’m here to make you pay for what you did to him."

Sharmaine aside, she saw her mother being beaten, she couldn't do anything herself. Mark just looked at Sharmaine, he slowly walked over. Mark grabbed Sharmaine's hair and pulled him over to Pandora: "Your daughter isn't as stupid as you." Sharmaine took Pandora's hand: "Mom." "Sharmaine, you go back and drive Augustus crazy." Mark lifted Pandora, he moved into the night, in his hand was the most beautiful daughter of the Mohini family. The girl who was once bewitched by thousands of vampires but fell in love with a human, the girl who once scared countless people became a pitiful person.

I loved her too much, and the thought of her in pain in the dungeons plagued me. " What do you mean?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed. " She's the daughter of the most dangerous rogue, Vlad, and only came here to get data to attack," I told him. He was shocked; his eyes widened. Everyone in the ranks knew the power of that rogue. He had many rogues on his beck and call and had caused chaos in the realm. We had been looking for him for years, but the bastard was good at hiding. " Oh goddess, what will happen now?" he asked, gulping his whiskey.

I told you so. I told you I’ll get my revenge. I told you it’ll be bloody. I told you I’d break them. I told you they would never recover. Vanessa lost her child but this is only the beginning. This is only the start of their doom and suffering. They thought they could outsmart me. They thought they could break me… hurt me. But I beat them at their own game. Because I’m the devil’s daughter. My next plan is already in motion.

she said and then sighed. “You knew how much it would hurt me to hear it. That my only daughter is planning to be a vampire, an abomination” she added. I just stood there frozen at the new discovery; I am the actual villain. She trusted me and saw me as her friend, and I can’t believe that I betrayed her. I am the villain in her love story and now it all makes sense. “The reason you are cursed was because you were willing to pay any price if it meant that you would mate with my daughter” she said and then scoffed.

Together with her lady, they stayed at the back of the crowd to avoid getting from the mess, waiting by their carriage. "No, I want to see him...." The lady said. She was the daughter of the Duke and Duchess, Lady Vienna "Estelle" Thaleia Xaviera. Growing up as a spoiled and bratty child, she had always thought that she was the female lead, but when a handsome mysterious man gave her a book a few days ago, she learned her whole life was superficial and her fate was already decided in the book. What more, she learned that she was a villainess. And that is why she can't just keep still.

He stood tall, and an aura of evil swirled around him. "Cornelius at your service." He bowed dramatically, then he shot up insantly. His one finger to his lips, thinking, he walked over to me and sighed. "Or rather, Zinabella Nichola Ann, Daughter of the deceased King Nicolai and stepdaughter to the very convinsing, very evil queen Victorianna at the service to Cornelius" He clasped his hands together excitedly and added; "Oh, but we should be off before your friends realise you have company. This is so exciting! Time to rush, rush."

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.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

"What do you mean?" Nyx extended a hand, her movements deliberate. "You are no longer Carmen. Here, you are Daphne Vasquez, daughter of Lord Alaric and Lady Erica Vasquez. You must embrace this identity if you wish to survive." Carmen's breathing quickened, her chest heaving with panic. "No... No, I can't do this. I don't want this! I want to go back to my world, please. I do not want to be in this story. I don't."