Villain Eri Novels & Stories

“Then, you might be able to find real information on her including how to stop her.” If there was one thing that Gavin already knew was that April was a wolf with special abilities, which meant she was part of the Killer organization considering she was using these powers for bad. She definitely wasn’t part of the Moonshadow, and she couldn’t be part of the Slayer organization because she’s not a vampire; despite her scent being off. So, if she was part of the Killer organization, that meant they were after him. … Erin’s POV I winced in pain as I started to wake from my deep sleep. I couldn’t remember much of anything that happened. But the faint lighting of the room I was in was bringing me

Erin calmly answered, lightly flicking his wrists, rapier glimmering again. "Oh, so we got a smart mouth? You wanna go, is that it?" "No, but you will be." Erin typed, deciding to pull off his mask, watching it dematerialise. Anyone could tell Uriel was new, even in if it were pitch black outside. It would be an easy kill. "Remember my face, 'V'," Erin passively replied, typing the boy's username out. Erin stabbed his own hand, facing it towards the nonchalant boy. Slight panic infiltrated his frame. The graphics were terrifyingly real, and Uriel would only ever admit it just this once.

said Erina with a vicious smirk . " That means that I am the strongest ! It's easy to die but hard to survive ! " said Kiara with a smirk and walked ahead . " Let's stop the blabbing and start fighting ! " said Kiara with a pressuring aura . ' Hmmm....you don't stand a chance to win this time Kiara ! With the power elixir and the secret killing technique of the Willow , she will surely lose in a terrible way . ' thought Erina with a vicious smirk .

Aria spun. Riri — no, Eris — stood there, barely clothed, her long black with a violet or wine - red shimmer, even cascading shadowy curls with a dark - lavender gloss hair draped across her shoulders like chains. Deep purple eyes stared into Aria like she wanted to consume her from the inside out. And yet she looked wounded. Not just jealous. Devastated. Aria blinked, confused. "Riri…?" "You let her touch you," Eris whispered, stepping forward, bare feet silent on the wet dream - floor. "You let her taste you. My love… how could you?"

" Eriteria asked Eros who is sitting beside Jane. He raise his head up a bit and nodded positively, "what is she saying about me earlier? What did she mean by I'm the one?" She asked again. "I can't answer that,she must have saw something" Eros replied. "Did she use to see vision?" She further asked even though it's were murmurs to herself he heard her clearly. Eros is best army werewolf in the pack after Anthony and his better Kelvin, he had compete with Luciano once and beat him which made him the next right mate hand to prince Anthony.

velliam and his daughter on his way to find devil island, he want to settle and live happy life but ceri smile heal his soul now he will conqueror world velliam:- what kind of person do you think I am, what do you think how my personality look to you ceri:- if you asking me, I don't know much about you, I try to tell then you are like old soul, with so much experience in your soul, you are soft but I don't know how much you show but I think you are more than you let them see. I think that pure heart is filled with pain and suffering

"I told you what the official report said." "Why didn't you tell me this before?" "Because I didn't have proof." Amara's voice became smaller. "Do you have proof now?" "No." "Then what do you have?" "A reason to believe the report was fabricated." Amara felt dizzy. "Who fabricated it?" "I don't know." "Victoria?" "Possibly." "You keep saying possibly." "Because I won't lie to you just to make this easier." Amara looked at her for a long moment. That was the problem with Alessia.

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

Her irritation and dismay boil, clenching her hands tight and gritting her teeth from the fact that she will not acknowledge it no matter what happens. “I am my father’s only daughter, and no matter what happens he will always take my side. Besides, that bitch will not win against me no matter how hard she tries. She just got the approval of the twins, but that doesn’t mean that I couldn’t do things that will break them apart. As long as there is not a ring on her finger, I can still have my way.” “Such a snake. You are a hell of a villainess Erika.” “A villainess? I think I prefer to be the antiheroine.”

Camille says, grabbing him and taking him along with her quickly. I exhale. I have lost count of how many times I have exhaled in this duration. One on occasion, Yeri is the enemy’s sister and my mate. I knew this and I wanted to break the bond until she tried to run away and it struck my ego. To teach her a lesson, I decided to wreak a punishment that would contrast the freedom she was searching hard for but now, it has led to this point.