The Villianess Daughter Novels & Stories

“I have to admit, the title intrigues me. I’m very familiar with the story of Purim, of course, and I’ve done a great deal of research on Vashti, but there are absolutely no references to her ever having a daughter, not in the megillah, or any midrash I’ve been able to find. While I believe you have a unique niche market in Jewish historical fiction, we’re really not the right publishing house for the novel. We don’t publish religious genre, I’m sorry.” With Anna’s comment, Nate’s raised his eyebrows in confusion. “Anna, I think we may be talking about a different book. Vashti’s Daughter isn’t a novel. It’s a factual account of events that occurred in the years after Vashti was banished from

Laura and Merri gasped, it was the reaction I was waiting for. “Then the treasure that he has collected at the end of the underground tunnel exit, will be taken by me. Hohoho, so Laura, you don't have to pick up the rest of the treasures." Clap. Clap. Clap. “Milady, I just realized you have the talent to be a classy villain.” “Well, I'm a villainess who wants to make baby first revenge later, so my cunning act only surfaced recently after I got pregnant. Just like I did to you, Laura. If you mess with me again, it won't be hard to destroy you. You learned your lesson, right?”

For a moment, her eyes flickered, as if she had just realized something. She suddenly grabbed my shoulders and exclaimed, "I knew it! You've been reborn, too!" Then, she looked at me arrogantly. "Do you even know why you were able to come back to life? It's because you're my daughter! As the daughter of the heroine, even if you die a few times, you'll still keep coming back! Fate keeps giving us these second chances so we can finally find the perfect way to make your dad regret leaving me!" I could tell she had completely lost her mind. I shook her hands off me and grabbed my dad's and Erin's hands instead.

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.

But I’m not a property, I’m also a human being born from the wrong side of a noble family. However, I swallow my pride and keep learning the future manners of an empress out of love for that person. The only greed I have is for his love, his desire to be with me, and his genuine self, therefore in the end I wouldn't regret not having to state that. I want to learn those things from him alone. But I never consider that I might already be too late to claim him as mine. Ravia, the name of the legitimate daughter of Duke Gregory and Duchess Cornelia of the Lafera house, is the cause of everything.

Bringing me to where I am now. Fuck- What power would the 'Villainess' claim have in front of the 'Saintess's? None! They would probably torture me a little more and make my death an even painful and bigger event, by claiming that I was trying to accuse the 3rd Imperial Prince's wife, of such a hideous crime. Dalilah made me kill our parents and our younger brother. H-how could I've done something like that? How could I do that to Val? What the fuck is wrong with me? Why hadn't I regained my consciousness back then? Why wasn't I strong enough to fight back? To resist her manipulations?

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."

my heart dropped to my stomach when she said her last sentence, and looking at Ezio, I saw that his own eyes were as wide as mine as Cassandra put Ariana down beside me, taking a step forward to stand in front of Killian “the daughter that you sold to the man that you knew was hurting her when she came pleading for help” Everyone around us gasped, and mutters of surprise started spreading around as she turned around “the daughter you despised for being a hybrid” “The daughter that you hated for being as caring as she was” she said, walking back toward us, avoiding looking at me or Ezio “and the daughter that you tried so hard to taint, but failed at every attempt of turning her into a power

Something she wouldn’t normally do if she knew who I was, but I knew her too well. Vanessa Virelli. Mafia princess. The pretty, well-known daughter of the mafia don—Damone Virelli. And the wife of… a man I thought wanted me years ago. “Ms. Jordyn?” She chimed sweetly, stretching her hand for a handshake as she halted in front of me. “It’s okay to call you that, right? You’re not married, are you?” That was a harmless question, but I took it slightly too seriously. It felt mocking to my ears hearing it come from her. Because she hadn’t only stolen my spot, but she'd also stolen the only dream I had years ago.

Asena yelled but gagged. Villa looked at Rebecca then pointed at a painting high on a wall nearby, it was so large Rebecca had to take a step back to get it into perspective; a beautiful woman with silver white hair and red eyes, that alone told Rebecca she was a vampire. "Her name is Lilith Lillian Velvitali, she was the once Queen of this castle" "She, sacrificed herself for my father?" "Out of love!" Asena yelled getting to her feet "But no, your precious mother had his heart and thanks to that, here you stand, you blasted abomination!"