The Villianess Needs Her Tyrant Novels & Stories

“He will, if he finds a way for you to become a valuable pawn for his cause. You can become his bargaining chip to exert control over the Peacemakers or something like that.” “Surely he won’t go that far. I… I am still his fated mate.” But even as I said it, I held little confidence. “And he is Gallahan Wick, Willa. We know what he has done. He has killed many and tortured plenty. His reputation and his actions speak for himself. He will and he can stoop low.”

His voice was calm, but it was laced with a cold, underlying anger. ​Alan immediately backed away, smart enough not to provoke the Tyrant any longer. ​I felt a twisted sense of satisfaction seeing his face turn colder once we were alone. ​“If you're going to seduce every man in the room like the little slut you are, try not to be too obvious about it,” he whispered without hesitation. ​My smile vanished. I stomped my stiletto heel hard onto his polished dress shoe. ​He let out a soft groan but managed to keep his composure, though his jaw clenched tight. I stood so close to him I could feel his hot breath fan against my face. To an outsider, it looked like an intimate moment between lovers.

He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads . ' oh so it was that guy , he's way better than that idíót fiance of mine , let's go see how he looks like ' she thought before leaving the principal's office . She preferred him over the male lead ,a million times . At least he wasn't an hypocrite. There's nothing anyone can tell her that would make her like that Lance. He was the one who turned Jade into a Villian. The moment she went out ,she was ambushed by Lilith who was growing impatient already .

The lord's face contorted with poorly controlled rage. - It is a revenge. Oh yeah! The retribution I've dreamed of all these years... - So it’s not about the girl herself? – the adviser clarified. “No, of course,” Tantario answered too hastily. - Although she, despite her character, has unprecedented abilities. Ira is the queen on the chessboard. But the queen is still not the player himself. “But the Lord loved Ezelia, even if he loved her strangely,” William remarked softly. - And you killed her. Hasn't revenge already been taken?

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.

"I can not live with him, not even a single second." The shiver ran in her body, she fell on the floor. Trembling lips opened in panic. "You are my Slave!!! Sia David" His voice echoed in her ears. She rested her knee with her stomach. She had accepted death as her fate but the slavery of that Tyrant whom she hated the most in her life. It was unthinkable for her. In Bangalow of Mayor,

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

The lady whose eyes were shaking a while ago, stood tall and spoke without emotion. "Why?" I asked as I sat down on the chair. This is going to take a while. "Just like you, vengeance runs deep in my blood." "...." I looked at her coldly, waiting for her to continue. "I will avenge my mother and sit on that golden damn throne." She smirked wickedly as greed glistened in her eyes. "You're not worthy of the crown." Kian hissed in anger and tried to intimidate the once meek lady but surprisingly, she remained unfazed.

Vanessa said, her voice dripping with hate. She straightened her pose, standing and turning once again towards the window, her mind already working on her plan. A piece was needed, one that was angry, one that was driven, and that one was TYLER. But then, pawns are useless without the Queen to move them around on the board. The powerless rage was the fuel but the engine was her…it was Vanessa, the one who was building.

Cassia who had saw the king with his slave earlier with the mistress, bit down her lip, not knowing what to say. "My life has never been my own. I've always tried to be his perfect daughter, but it was never enough. My mother died because she wasn’t perfect for him—I don’t want the same life," Valkyrie began lighting the candle set before the mirror before her. "That is why I’m trying so hard. And now that I am this close, this damn close to satisfying his wishes by becoming the Grand Queen of this Citadel, some bitch comes to snatch it away from me. Whether I live or die... My doom is certain ."