The Villainous Daughter Novels & Stories

"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

They were having a family dinner when the duke announced that he brought home his daughter from a maid and that the child was living in the annex. “Mind your manners, Xander,” Duchess Stephanie von Fiore, said in an elegant but stern manner before she turned to the duke. “Ali, I won’t question your actions like how I did before. But is it true that the child was a little girl?” “Yes, Steph. The reason why I kept her here was that she had the distinct traits of a Fiore.” The boys looked glum when they heard their father. Just how strong were the Fiore genes on the child to make their father keep her hidden from the world?

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.”

Without wanting any disgrace, she walked out carefully closing the door behind them. The father daughter duo chatted for a long time while sipping out of the tea bit by bit, After talking of ways to seduce the CEO, she told him about the head of the project team who made fun of her also, her father promised to eliminate him away, but if only they had the wisdom they would have known they were toying with fire and they would soon get burnt.

I reminded him gently. He started to shake his head. “Not really. Not really, Daethie. I was hiding you from the world because I feared that if they knew, they would take you away from me.” He sighed heavily, and cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking over the skin. “I was still my father’s son. It seemed not to matter as much in Nerith, and not at all when I was alone with you… And I could pretend to myself… But when Ecaeris brought me the formal clothes and told me that they’d had to amputate that man’s arm,” he drew in a deep breath through his nose and released it. “And then, there you were, every inch the princess amongst your family… I realized that I was a villain, just like my father. A

Kaiden scowled as he glared at his son. “Don't pretend you don't know, Father. The only person here capable of killing my daughter is Odessa because she's a witch!” “I didn't kill her! It wasn't me!” “Really? If truly it wasn't because of the throne like Eira said, then you should have no problem losing your own child as well right?” Victor said like a maniac and Odessa quickly wrapped her arms around her stomach protectively, “Come, let’s even things out. A child for a child, a life for a life.”

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now

I mutter under my breath, recalling the words I just read. He was reporting me for stalking and kidnapping his daughter. ‘Daughter’ specifically. Because he couldn’t put withe other daughter there, seeing as she is my wife and that just doesn’t make sense. Especially to the werewolf community and their patriarchal system. His other daughter though. That wouldn’t bode so well, plus the fact that she is a minor. It is a dirty game he is playing, and I will make sure he fucking loses. I’ve always known hi to be cunning. I guess, I never assumed he would use his daughter for his dirty work.

"Do it. Prove your point." In this, she stole his victory. She denied him the symphony of fire and the pleasure of her negotiation. She reduced his masterpiece of revenge to a simple, ugly patricide. The mask fell. The charming villain, the wronged noble, the cunning strategist—all gone. What remained was the bare, corrosive hatred that had always festered beneath. The game was over. He raised the pistol, centering it on her chest. His eyes—the same storm-grey as hers—held nothing but cold, surgical intent. He saw his daughter not as a person, but as the final, flawed equation in his life's work. A variable to be eliminated.

“You good for nothing ungrateful bastard. Zo you're going to kill me? I should have gotten rid of you when you were born.” “Maybe you should have, at least I wouldn't have to watch my father tell such blatant lie just to save himself.” “Are you calling me a liar?” “Yes I am. That's what you are. You're not just a liar you're an evil person who wouldn't think twice before treating your daughter like thrash.” “That's because you are nothing but thrash. That's exactly what you are? What daughter speaks against her own father? No one but you.” Quinn wasn't having it anymore like I anticipated. Her eyes shut tight as she muttered some words, her mind made up.