The Villainesss Daughter Novels & Stories

And now that you've come to my kingdom I won't let you go until I kill you. Dark couldn't believe his eyes, he was expecting to see a little girl who would crawl to her feet at the very sight of him and not the most beautiful creature he had set his eyes on. His gaze swept slowly at her body, taking in her features that could drive a sane man and met her glaring eyes. He gave her a sinister smile. She was the daughter of the man who had betrayed his own friend and had made his mother commit suicide afterwards. If he wasn't the son of the five Princes of Hell and had not torn off his mother's stomach and crawled out of it, he would have been long dead.

When she looked into Alexia's past, she knew then that the woman was only a broken villain. She was sitting on the bed with Gladys in her arms when she walked in and requested the children. She knew she would come for them but she was a witch queen and the woman was only but an omega wolf. The weakest breed of werewolves. The woman dared to challenge her. She wanted to teach her a little lesson but when she saw the woman chanting a spell, she knew what it meant. Her daughter was dead. The woman threw her off guard and she hit her back to the wall before falling to the ground. She knew it was over. The woman took her daughter's powers and killed her, and now she was going to kill her too. And

she said earnestly. Hearing her daughter's reason, he laughed out loud. "Ahahahaha... Ling, you must be out of your mind! Villain? We are villains people. You're my daughter. You realize what is your father do right? We can never be good people..and we also can never be a partner to good people. Don't waste your energy to find a good person to be your husband. Your life is in a doomed if you do that." Rolled her eyes she said with a firm tone.

“That’s why you want to marry her. But don’t forget who she is. Isabella is your enemy’s daughter.” A harsh laugh tore from my chest, colder than winter steel. Enemy’s daughter? If only she knew the truth. If only she realized tonight would be her last night breathing. ““Do you think I wouldn’t find out, Valentina?” I hissed, closing the space between us until my breath fanned her trembling lips. Her eyes widened, the faintest flicker of panic finally cracking through her arrogance. “How your father slithered spies into my company… how he slit my father’s throat and pinned the blood on the Grecos?”

“Oh, thank God. Thank you. Davis. Ahh. I cried out. “What's wrong, my king? He asked me. “Nothing! I told him. (I need to check my daughter, something is happening to her. Mia must not know) I must rescue her. Nothing must happen to her because I don't want to lose my mate. I walk and run as fast as my legs could carry me to the dungeon. “Who is bold enough to hurt my daughter? I must see who that person is. The cell door was wide open, it was not forcefully open. It was opened with the keys. And there she's my beautiful precious daughter beaten to a pulp. “What do you think you're doing? I asked the unknown person. “Who are you, to hurt my daughter?” She faced and bow her head down in fear.

chided my father, “He mentioned you even initiated it. And after what you stated last night at dinner.” “If I had initiated it, why in the world would he have blocked my powers?” I grinded my teeth. “He lies to you, Coven leader. This is your daughter, why do you not have her back?” coldly stated Damien. “What would a killer know?” shot back Vincent. “I may be a killer, but even I know how to respect women, and nearly being around for five centuries, I know when someone is lying. Your daughter speaks the truth,” defended Damien. I wish he’d ease up on his tone. Vincent looked between us.

For years after her little sister was born Ruby Rowan was treated as nothing more than a servant in her adopted parent’s home. Miracle was praised, loved, and was seen as the “perfect daughter”. Meanwhile Ruby was verbally berated ,ignored, and was the family's punching bag. But then Miracle makes the mistake of taking away the last person she thought cared about her. Her boyfriend. Brandon Franklin was the ‘perfect’ man, handsome, caring, spoiling her with gifts and holding her while she cried. But that was all a lie. He was cheating with her sister, behind her back for three years of their five year relationship. But what happens when she's pushed to her breaking point?

Fucking, pathetic. “You are lying he... He won’t . He didn’t love her but he wouldn't do that.” She wiped at her tears and shook her head, refusing to believe me even though I sensed a part of her realised the truth. She said, “She is his daughter.” Her head jerked up as she gritted out, still fighting the truth maybe because she didn't want to accept how much she failed the sister that she was thinking she protected all this time, “You are putting everything you did on him... You are the villain!” “You think I am lying, then why don't you ask your sister.”

he said, completely changing tactic and going for a different approach to get answers, attacking me with logic instead of trying to lure me with emotions this time around. Much as I hated what he'd just said, I knew he was being rational. He did have a right to know if he was going to get me out of the pack. "They do. They treat me like the lowest of the low. Even though I'm not. I'm actually the daughter of the Alpha of the pack." "You're Alpha Adrian's daughter?" The shock was clear in his voice.

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.