The Villianess Daughter Novels & Stories

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

Valerian immediately turn down his offer, "No thanks. I don't want to handle a pain in the ass paperworks. I want to spend my whole life being with the person whom I want to spend my life with." Veron froze for a second then he look at him in shock, "Are you still the cold and aloof Valerian? What happened to you? And who's this unlucky woman to have you?"He asked. Valerian wrapped his arms around Zelia's waist as she smiled at them, "Hello, Uncle Veron, I'm the unlucky woman that you were talking about." Veron, Venom and Xiam's jaw dropped as their eyes was wide open. "Ahahaha... let's just sleep again and wake up to this dream. There's no way that my daughter is marrying someone."Venom sai

They don't belong together. I walked downstairs and Vlad was already on the head chair. But what surprised me the most is that there are few more new faces at the table. I looked at Mila confused. Her Belly has started showing and she is looking so cute with her chubby cheeks. I sat between Vlad and Mila. "What's going on?" I whispered to her. "She is Liliana, King Igor's daughter and the man beside her is Sentos, her husband... As the king's daughter she has a claim on the throne and obviously her husband wants to take advantage of it..."

“At that time, I honestly thought she was joking. She often said strange things, so I didn’t give it much thought. I never imagined she meant it.” Then I lifted my head fully, letting the seriousness settle into my voice. “But now… that she has told all of you the same thing, now that she admitted she truly has a daughter… it turns out she wasn’t joking at all.” It was a good thing that Villion chose not to speak. He didn’t interrupt me, question me, or try to sway my thoughts. He simply stayed at my side, his fingers curled around my wrist with a firmness. “You really believe that woman?” he murmured. “If you ask me, she’s just pretending… hoping we’ll overlook the weight of her sins.”

He was shivering. "My son," she said, pointing toward my leg. I blinked. No way she's actually his mother. "The boy" she asked, looking at me expressionless. I looked down at the child. "It's actually a girl on my lap." "So dumb," she uttered, shaking her head. I didn't bother looking at her again. My attention remained on the child resting on my lap. "He's a boy. He's my son," she added as she began coming closer. But the moment she did, the boy's shuddering increased.

"When I have my hand around that bitch, I am going to kill her, but I will take my time." Doctor Mathias and Amyra was waiting for us. "One of them is Gere and another is Alonso. The other two, one is a girl named Rienne, from her DNA records. She is-" "She is just a kid," she whispered and stumbled back. I looked at her and she looked even more angry than she already was. "She was only fucking fifteen. She was Alonso and Gere's adapted daughter," Vera hissed. "She studied in an academy in Zeyro. She must have come home because of all this fiasco going on in the realm." Vera closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, biting her lips.

The universe really said expectations versus reality that all her expectations really went down the drain with her standards. She was given romance with the villain. The villain who is the devil she signed a contract with. The villain who is sleeping soundly on her chest right now. The villain named Navier. Now, dating the villain doesn’t seem so bad… or is it?

This was the werewolf someone like her was fated to spend her life with, bound by an invisible bond and all that other crap her mother never stopped talking about? When Marcel was only a few steps away, a powerful figure centered in a humbled pack, Sheeva boldly stepped into his path, standing between him and Celia. He eyed her with a leveled gaze. “Why do you stop me?” Sheeva raised her head proudly. “She is my daughter.” “She is my mate.” Sheeva went still. There was a shift in attention. It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia.

Elena Amid that impenetrable darkness, there was no glimmer of light, not even the faintest spark. It was an abyss, an unending sea of obsidian, gripping me in its inescapable vice. The claws of this darkness were dangerous, scary, and strange. Then, a glimmer, a beacon in that sea of shadows—I saw it. My room, nestled in a forgotten corner, bathed in the gentle glow of two lamps. My old room, a sanctuary I'd occupied before my world changed, before I was reduced to a slave, marked with a sinister and damning moniker—the Traitor's Daughter.