The Villainous Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

So, I stalked her and found out who she truly was. The daughter of an arch-enemy! After her father’s inauguration into politics, he cut off our influx of illegal cash through the community’s charity house. Our group was threatened when one of our dealings was exposed by his smart ass. Tit for tat, we went after his company. And now, his beloved daughter was in my club and on my bed, moaning like my little whore. Perhaps, she was a spy, or she led a double life. “… we've narrowed down our suspects and Lady B tops the chat.”

“Playing grown-up games in a world that will chew you up. How quaint.” I set my coffee down, refusing to flinch. “If you’re here to warn me about Damien again, save your breath. I know exactly who he is.” She laughed, a soft, cutting sound. “Oh, darling. You think you’re special? I was married to him. I know every dark corner of that man. The way he controls, the way he discards when the novelty fades. You’re just the latest shiny toy — his ex-partner’s daughter, no less. The ultimate fuck-you to your father.” Her eyes narrowed. “But toys break. And when he tires of you, the fall will be spectacular. Especially with those delicious videos floating around.”

“She is the reason we keep fighting. Not Victor’s empire. Not the syndicate. Her. We give her the life we never had.” Damien nodded, his eyes shining with new resolve. “The heir that was not. She is ours. And we will burn down anything that tries to take her from us.” Our daughter slept peacefully between us, her striking eyes closed but her presence filling the room with hope. Victor’s medical team had lied for months. They had created the illusion of a son to satisfy a dead man’s obsession. But the truth had come in the middle of the storm. A beautiful girl. Damien’s daughter. The one who broke every cold rule Victor had ever made.

Was she suggesting that I should let my daughter turn into a monster who would bring misery to innocent lives? "I don't want my daughter to become an evil person," I said, my voice unintentionally raised due to my anxiety, spurred by Veem's statement. "Are you saying you see your daughter as a monster?" Veem narrowed her eyes, holding Yuna out of my reach, causing my heart to race. I swallowed hard and shook my head, still attempting to get closer, but her men blocked my path. "That's the very definition of a weresin. A child who would bring chaos, and chaos is a sign of wickedness," I argued, my frustration growing as I tried to assert myself. The way she spoke about my daughter and agreed

“She is a killer, Mr. Volkov. It saddens me to say she is my daughter. She isn't a normal child. Just because she has those drugs in her system doesn't mean she will die; she chose to forget her crimes, she didn't just lose her memory.” I couldn't believe the venom dripping from her words. “Is she really your daughter?” I asked, testing her. “Yes. She is the only child I could give birth to, and she is the worst of them.” I clenched my fist under the table until my knuckles turned white. Novel wasn't "the worst." She was pure, brave, and better than anyone this woman could ever be. “I am going to spare you today because you claim to be her mother,” I said, my voice laced with venom as I lean

"I will ignore the disrespect in that comment this time, as you are my friend, but there was nothing ordinary or low about her and she definitely wasn't a whore. She is the eldest daughter of the Vampire King and his Werewolf Queen." "So she is a hybrid. I thought she was just a vampire. That's what your father told me and that explains why it took so long for the silver to kick in, to have any effect on her. It wasn't just fighting to weaken her vampire, but to weaken her wolf as well. Well, damn me... Oops!!!" he smirks, "You know it's a pity you and your sister called in the King. I was looking forward to my turn with her. I have never had the pleasure of forcing a vampire or even a part

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

Honestly, when I read that sort of background story, I wouldn't have thought of villainess, but rather some sort of unfortunate female lead… but that’s not what’s important right now! Growing up without parental love, Bella ended up twisted and committed herself to all sorts of shady actions. She wanted to take revenge on her father who abandoned her and her mother. But of course she was defeated by the main character and the heroine. The crown prince, Alistair Calder Astaseul was her half brother and the hero of the story. In the end, Belladonna was ruined and sentenced to death for her crime by the age of twenty. "Your evil deeds will come to an end now, Belladonna Reigna Astaseul." Those

she said and walks away from her mother. "Spoiled brat, do you think you can refuse his proposal, no! because, you sold out already,!" Liliana, yelled to her daughter which make her stop and glance at her. "What the fuck are you doing,!" she madly said and was about to attack her when suddenly Mr. Deguzman arrived at their mansion. "You can't do this to me. I'm your daughter, how could you sold me,!" she burst into tears. Yarro, with his colleagues was so busily inside of their hide out and until now he keep asking to their captured enemy in the room but he keep denying.

I don't like to see my sister like this. ~*~ JAZMIN "EVERYONE, this is my daughter, Angel Jazmin Miller. She'll be one of the important people in this company and effective today she has all the right to do whatever she pleases in this company. Please take care of her," Dad said to the board members, who looked at me with mixed glances and stares.