Villain Harem นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She looked directly into my eyes. “Black Veil wasn’t created to control governments.” Lucien’s expression changed. “Then what was it created for?” “To control people.” Silence. She continued. “Victor discovered that certain families possessed genetic traits that made them exceptionally valuable.” My heart pounded. “The Virellis?” “The Vales.” She paused. “And another family.” Lucien stepped closer. “Which one?” The woman stared at him. “The Hales.” Damian suddenly appeared in the doorway. “What did you say?”

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.

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.

“But I know you understand me better than he does. We’re both victims of that woman. She’s stolen from both of us before. First our husbands, and now everything else.” Her jaw tightens. “I know I’m not the sort of woman who shares.” No. Neither am I. A cold, poisonous feeling coils through my chest at the thought of Rhea Ashford. I’ve never actually met her. Until today. Only seen photographs. Read Vona’s reports. Every man I’ve ever assigned to watch her eventually ended up dead at Damien’s hands. Fortunately, the newer people I trained are considerably more loyal. Had any of the previous ones revealed my name, I prefer not to imagine what Damien would have done.

I happened to use a computer in the library right after Hazel, and when I saw the dirty things she had left on the g****e search history, I knew the perfect way to bait her ass. She was reading an article about “BDSM fantasies”, and right after, she seemed to have gone through a couple of gangbang clips with surprisingly rough and domineering acts. Learning that she was a dirty whore underneath all that neediness made me want her even more. So I set to work on creating a trap that she couldn’t resist. I created a website that matched people with others who have nasty fantasies, then I hacked into her phone and tweaked her algorithm so that the website would pop up on her search engine in the

Liza, my first roommate who had been jailed for killing a councilman had been released long before the war started, and after months of therapy funded by Damon, had given herself into helping convicts who had been convicted wrongly. The harem had been the first creation of Rogu’s to be destroyed completely by Damon. As suspected, he had planned to sacrifice some of the convicted girls to make his hypnosis spells work. The harem had also been a hideout for several other messed up plans he had prepared for the future. Some of Damon’s men had protested, but this time, Damon stood his ground and dismissed any councilman who still stood for evil just as long as it afforded him a few minutes of pl

There were many things about King Akyran and Queen Ecaeris Monster Hunting academy that I hated – the food, the draughty rooms, the haughty dark elves, the mockery of the knights being amongst them – but the gauntlet easily topped that list. “You can do it, Daethie,” Valerian called out whilst exchanging a coin purse with Caraway. “She’s not going to do it,” he added to his twin. “Not even halfway.” “It’s beginning to rain,” Caraway tipped his golden head back and caught a raindrop on his tongue. His violet eyes had concave pupils like our father, something which Tarragon, Rue and Valerian hadn’t inherited in their human forms. “Makes things slippery. Two obstacles.”

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.

If this body's memories were right, then I was currently in the body of Belladonna Reigna Astaseul, one of the characters from the novel I read last night. Shit, it was truly her. Platinum blonde hair, purple eyes, and God-tier beauty. That Belladonna! The main villainess, the crazy witch who died a miserable death after attempting a coup d'etat to seize the throne and avenge her mother. Yes, in this world magic existed. Bella's mother, Meredith Jane Aurelia was a Princess from a neighboring country before she married Emperor Frederick and became his Empress. It was a political marriage, but Meredith fell in love with the Emperor at first sight.

“Tomorrow, we are going to a party. And you will look perfect. Do you understand?” “Yes…” I whispered, still trembling from what just happened. He walked to the door and stopped. “And Violet?” “Yes?” “Stay away from the basement of this house. And never, ever touch the locked drawer in my study. Some secrets are better left unknown.” He closed the door, leaving me alone with my racing heart and a million questions. Who is Damien Vane really? Why did he really marry me? And what was that secret he was hiding? Little did I know, agreeing to this contract would not just change my life… it would put it in danger. TO BE CONTINUED...