Vicious Woman Novels & Stories

No matter if he irritated her and how much he claimed to hate her, despite knowing he had an obsession with her. He was persistent in the beginning and ended up getting what he wanted. Ruining it all just like that. Then he lost her. And she fell in the arms of another, Angelo. My heart ached at the thought. She had him and there was nothing I could do about it. No matter how much hatred I spread, I'd still be the villain. As much as I am the villain, I am too the victim. As heartless as I seemed, I wasn't numb. I felt.

she hissed. The name struck the woman like a blow to the chest. Her body trembled with fury, and she began foaming at the mouth, her rage consuming her. “Let’s seek revenge together,” Victoria said coldly, “and destroy her. Let’s show Sophia what it means to be truly powerless. Thelma, are you with me?” As the two sisters stared at each other, a pact of darkness was silently sealed between them. The game was about to begin, and the world around them would never be the same again.

Every happy moment was acting performed for an audience of one. But as I sat there in the hallway, broken and bleeding and marked for death, something hard formed inside me. Something that felt like steel made in fire. I wasn't the same woman who came to this apartment three years ago as a grateful bride. That woman had been innocent, trusting, desperate for love. This woman— who bled herself weak for his profit, who was tricked into believing her own sister cared—this woman was dangerous. Because she had nothing left to lose except her own life. And she had already proven she was willing to give that up for people who didn't deserve it.

However, this character was very difficult to cast. That was because not only was the character's appearance ugly, but the character was cunning and vicious, and at the same time, she also had a pitiful side. This character was once forcefully taken advantage of by a few men in the early stages of the story. After that, one of the men was sick, so she was also infected. She was originally a victim, but the victim chose to harm others. She wanted more innocent people to be harmed to make herself feel better.

Not long after, a loud raspy voice vibrates into the room. "Yuan Zi Yan!" Xiu Ying enters the room with two others. A middle aged lady enters the room furiously, followed by an older man. Yuan Zi Yan? What's with the name similarities? I swear I have used these names for my novel before. In fact, I chose that name specifically for the villainess in my story. The beautiful lady from earlier, who I assume is my younger sister, backs up from the scene. After putting on a melancholic expression, she rests besides Xiu Ying.

"I'll cry in my cell. I killed a woman with a briefcase. I'm going to kill you with that leg." I jam my thumbs violently as she howls out. Creature barks and stands guard as I sit up, still stradding her and I reach back for my prosthetic leg. She fails and whimpers, but I have no pity. Im going to make an example of her. I fist the leg tightly, and I begin to deliver violent, calculated blows across her face and head. I bludgeon her without mercy as she sobs and pleads. I know it's wrong. I've gone too far, but it feels so good to be in control. To be on the other side. All the anguish, humiliation and rage I have kept bottled up just spill out. I beat and beat and beat as things crack. I s

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

The mole, the unknown attacker, the person who hurt Vasil, the one who launched an attack on the Vampire castle…everything was done by this woman. She had very strong motives to do all of this. I was clenching and unclenching my fists as I thought about this, theoarizing everything in my head. Goddess, this woman was an embodiment of evil. And, my blood began to boil at the thought of her going to such an extent to have her plans succeed. I grit my teeth and promised myself that I was going to put an end to this once and for all. My breathing grew labored and I gripped the bedframe, my nails digging into the wood as rage built up in me.

Alpha Evan explained, asking what he wanted to at the end while Miss Lillian listened attentively, clearly willing to help as much as she could. Her brows furrowed as she thought about it. "I do know of a war like that. It was between three werewolf packs, and a witch coven out in the woods. From what I know, they were a bunch of powerful witches, so three packs had joined forces to take them down. They had been performing some sort of magic that had apparently been dangerous according to the surrounding werewolf packs and they had deemed it necessary to bring those witches down," Miss Lillian explained, her frown deepening as she spoke.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.