Romans & histoires Villain Lady

She knows how to distinguish these letters because of her cousin, who is half Russian. She had nowhere to go, and no one was walking in that alley. She felt so helpless until they heard a voice coming from the end of that dark alley. It made them turn their attention to the silhouette of a woman. The sound was coming from a middle-aged lady. “What are you guys doing to a helpless young lady?” She was now walking towards them bravely. Jane saw the lady, and it made her eyes widen in shock. It was Mrs. Villin, and she felt kind of relieved. “Mrs. Villin,” she said crying. “You know that old woman?” a man with so many piercing in his ears said while chewing bubble gum on his mouth. “I think she

Julian Hart had me move into his basement so he could trample on my dignity whenever he pleased. What he didn’t know was that I had transmigrated from the real world into the novel. When Julian insulted me, I endured it without talking back. When he slapped me, I licked his palm. When his first love stepped on me with her high heel to assert her dominance, I told her that the scent of her perfume reached me before the pain did. A year later, Julian was so disgusted by me that he almost knelt down and begged me to keep my distance from them. But there was no way I was leaving. I hadn’t come to tear them apart. I had come to join them.

Regina went over to the courtyard of her family's mansion, she found her mother sited there having tea just like she had expected The prime minister's wife was a very beautiful woman. Her name was Lady Layla. She had long blond hair that fell below her waist, blue eyes, and full lips that were forever in a loving smile. She looked kind, the first impression everyone had of her was that she must be a very good person. However those close to her knew that her facade was false, she was very cunning and ruthless on the inside. She was the one who had single-handedly ruined the image of vampires all around the kingdom, just because she was jealous of her husband's late wife. She took out all her

"Isabella is a good woman. Don't slander her." "Slander?" Lina struggled to break free, her face turning red with rage. "I'm not! She's a vixen who knows nothing but tricks to seduce other men! She used her cooking to fool Vincenzo back then, and she's running the same game on you! She'll dump you sooner or later!" "Enough!" I snapped, finally losing my temper. "Lina, keep running your mouth, and I'm calling the cops." "The cops?" She snorted. "You think the police can touch me? I'm a Villo, and you're just a cast-off who fakes her death. You don't stand a chance against 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.

Laura and Merri gasped, it was the reaction I was waiting for. “Then the treasure that he has collected at the end of the underground tunnel exit, will be taken by me. Hohoho, so Laura, you don't have to pick up the rest of the treasures." Clap. Clap. Clap. “Milady, I just realized you have the talent to be a classy villain.” “Well, I'm a villainess who wants to make baby first revenge later, so my cunning act only surfaced recently after I got pregnant. Just like I did to you, Laura. If you mess with me again, it won't be hard to destroy you. You learned your lesson, right?”

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

"I've seen enough evidence to confirm it, Grey. The Devil Queen... she is none other than Lady Victoria Kensington." Grey's eyes widened in disbelief. "Lady Victoria? The esteemed socialite and philanthropist? How is that possible?" Aiden's gaze hardened, determination etched onto his face. "Appearances can be deceiving, my friend. Lady Victoria has managed to hide her true nature behind a facade of wealth and status. But we now hold the key to exposing her crimes and stopping her reign of terror." Grey's brows furrowed with concern. "But what if she finds out we've discovered her true identity? She's proven herself to be cunning and ruthless."

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

I looked up, waiting for her to continue. "He's the famous Mr. Vance." I squinted at her in confusion, and she leaned in closer. "The dangerous man everyone fears. Last I checked, he practically owns half the city." At her words, my heart rate doubled once again. I had heard rumors of the infamous Vance name before, but I had never seen his face. And I slept with him? I gulped in quiet terror. "He's... that Mr. Vance?" I managed to say, clutching my hands tightly in my lap so she wouldn't see them trembling.