The Villianess Needs Her Tyrant Novels & Stories

I hated the feeling of being trapped by that man. I hated the power it gave him. “I am not going to any party! That man wants to disgrace me further!” I heard Elias scream as I opened the door to his chambers. “Consummate this union?! Union my foot!” He shouted. “What’s going on?” I asked Cassian who seemed to be enjoying the situation. “Your highness. The tyrant had just asked your brother to attend a party tonight.” “Anddddd.” “And they’re to consummate their marriage after the party.”

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

"We're talking about Roman Vance! If she stays, she's walking right into his lair. Once she enters that estate, she might never come out!" "Why do you say that?" I asked, suspecting she might have another reason. We all looked at her expectantly. She breathed heavily. "Okay. I've heard rumors about him. That he doesn't like women." The silence hung in the air. "Okay? How's that our problem?" Maya asked. "You don't get my point," she breathed in to control herself. "He only allows males to get close to him, never women. Heard one time that the last woman who touched him went missing." She stopped to make the information sink into us.

Ten years of guarding my heart for him alone. “I will not give up Steven. He is not an object you can bargain with!” Crash! A flower vase flew past me and shattered near my feet. Ceramic shards sliced my skin, but the sting was nothing compared to the hatred blazing in Mother’s eyes. “You ungrateful brat! Who do you think you are?” Mother stood up, her once-beautiful face now twisted like a monster’s. “I’ve been patient enough raising an illegitimate child born from my husband’s affair! You’re nothing but trash I fed for twenty four years!”

The other called my bluff and stepped closer to me, eyeball to eyeball. “Tryna act cool now.” His hands flew towards my waist. I stopped him mid-motion, twisting his fingers. He yelped in response. How hard is it for these alley buffaloes to know I'm no longer a Cinderella? I'm a fucking Lisbeth Salander. I shoved him and sent him landing hard on the floor. “Come let me teach you a lesson.” The rest came at me. I dodged their attacks and, in three attacks from me, knocked them down.

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know

, She asked in a calm but deadly tone,"Who am I?" The system who had keenly watched her behavior from her outburst till this very moment, thought she was very 'Interesting'. She didn't look scared or anxious, being able to hold one's peace in such a situation was a huge feat, worthy of applause. It grinned 'I might be lucky to have her as my host.' Ignoring her questions, it replied. {I am system 078, The Villanness Justice System. You are my host now as you have been chosen by the Superiors, after being ejected from your original world. We are a perfect match in both matrix, mind and potential so we are now in a soul bound relationship.}

I knew I wouldn't be able to get anything done now. “You requested for us, my lord?” Malakai stood by the door. His shirt was neat and impeccable and his salt and pepper hair was trimmed short. He looked composed as always. He walked in and Elias walked in after him. “I need you to explain something to me,” I growled. “Why does that tyrant’s daughter think I want to lay with her?” I noticed that both of them didn't look surprised at the revelation. “She's only doing what she's supposed to do”. Malakai said curtly.

Lucian screamed into the night, seeing the walls fade around him. This will come to past young Lucian, if you do wed this vile woman. Vica isn’t who you think she is. A siren and a hag, she is and has been keeping you from your family. Xylia needs your help, and you have kept her away. If you truly want to be a part of her life and her knight, then you need to cut this woman out of your life. If you don’t, then this night will come to pass. Xylia is very special and is falling into a horrible spiral right now.

She asked, a frown on her face. The one at the door paused, staring at the smaller lady, an incredulous look on his face. They've been knocking for minutes now and this is who answers? " We are here to see the masters of this house." He announced. " His Majesty himself, Prince Darian is here." Maya rolled her eyes, stepping out of the door. She pinned them all with a stare. " That would be me." She replied, her voice calm and collected. Everyone had shocked expression on their faces except Darian. The owner of the villa is a small girl?