The Villainesss Daughter Novels & Stories

This whole mess, and even my daughter's tragic death, was orchestrated by Yvonne from the shadows. Jack seemed like a poor soul manipulated by an evil woman, but he was the real villain. If he had just trusted me more and hurried over when I called for help, maybe my daughter would have had a chance. If he had believed me instead of fighting that lawsuit, the real monster who hurt my daughter would not be walking free today. "Yvonne didn't know it would go this far. The blame is all on..." I cut him off with another slap. Jack's mouth started bleeding.

Pretend she isn’t the bloodline I dreamt about destroying. The more I think about it, the longer I spend smashing the home-made punching bag that has been hung in the repurposed Black Hall. Sweat drips down my body, frustration pouring out of me but never sated. Everyone here knows she is the daughter of Valdis. Howen has said more than once she is a bad seed, a reputation amongst the other workers.

"Mary, that's something you don't understand, the villainess isn't really a demon, she was just broken just like the protagonist. In the case of the protagonist, he had someone but the villain had no one,” "Her methods may have been vicious but that wasn't all she knew. For someone raised in an abusive family, no matter what she did, she had no friends because to her parents they were useless. She had nothing she loved because everything was forced on her, she had to be the model daughter whether she liked it or not." The villainess suffered for everything but she didn't get any recognition. In the case of the female lead, she was stupid, took everything as a joke and messed up the protagoni

She looked down at his hand on her throat with nothing but cold contempt. "I did what had to be done," she choked out, her fingers clawing weakly at his iron wrists. "For the pack. For you. You think you are a king because of your sword? You are a king because I cleaned up your father's mess." I watched them from the steps below, the scrap of paper still burning in my palm. The story had gone completely off the tracks now. The villainess I had written wasn't the one who had destroyed this family. It was the quiet, respectable mother who had sat at the head of the table for five years, serving tea while the bones of her grandson lay forgotten under the floorboards.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

She knew every weakness, every blind spot, every way to bring even the strongest creature to their knees. And she used it without hesitation. She might be human… but no one in their right mind would dare call her weak. Because Lily wasn’t just Lily. She was the daughter of Vincenzo Moretti. The most ruthless mafia lord. The most dangerous vampire. A man so feared that even the word revenge bowed before his name. She wasn’t even his blood daughter, but he treated her like the center of his world. And if anyone as much as thought about harming her… they wouldn’t just die.

He could comply with anything Miley said because he received more money from her. "Now go, let me rest. There's still a lot I need to do now." Miley lay down on the bed, one hand observing the headquarters through the recording playing on her phone. She bit into an apple, watching Elgar and his henchmen's movements. "You're truly a kind Master. After cremating my mother's body properly, you also buried those two vile and cursed men!" "Elgar... your path to Carista won't be that easy. I am Vanezoir's first daughter, and you are destined for me. Carista is my sister, and she will marry someone more deserving of her."

My sister spoke before I could ask how he knew we had grown up as rogues. “You know, Alpha Lucas, I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” I snarled. “What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?” “Of course, the high and mighty Alpha would forget about us. Don’t you remember the she-wolf and her children that you took in? The unborn daughter you abandoned?” I pressed. “Adam?” Lucas gasped. “In the flesh, Alpha, and this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” I smirked, satisfied with the shock written across his face.

"Hm… alright, but next time go with one of your friends or boyfriend… Not everyone would be a gentleman like me..." As soon as I finished, I saw her going red with fury. Something irked her so bad that she burst in anger and said things without any fear and even dared to question me in such a way. After she said enough, she left the place. But, I had an amusing smile on my lips as I watched the girl going away, muttering things all the way. Nobody dares to say anything against me as I am the alpha, not just any alpha. But the strongest aloha alive… And for humans, they know how dangerous I can be as a ruthless billionaire. So everyone fears me. And I am used to enjoying it. But, a mere human

Davide chuckles. 'I am so stupid,' you thought in silence. "Get on with it already," Davide tells his right hand. The right hand got on his phone right away and made his way out of Davide's office. "What about our daughter?" you ask. "As I said, I am sure your boyfriend, the vampire king, has her. And stop revering to her as our daughter. She is mine and mine alone," Davide spat. "Fuck you!" you spat back, fighting against your restraints.