Villain Lady Novels & Stories

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 held my hands before me, one half of the brush in each palm. For a moment, I let myself see past the glamour that concealed the tattoo on my right hand and forearm. The markings of my true heart. My true title. High Lady of the Night Court. Half a thought had the broken paintbrush going up in flames. The fire did not burn me, even as it devoured wood and brush and paint. When it was nothing but smoke and ash, I invited in a wind that swept them from my palms and out the open windows. For good measure, I summoned a breeze from the garden to snake through the room, wiping away any lingering tendril of smoke, filling it with the musty, suffocating smell of roses.

The universe really said expectations versus reality that all her expectations really went down the drain with her standards. She was given romance with the villain. The villain who is the devil she signed a contract with. The villain who is sleeping soundly on her chest right now. The villain named Navier. Now, dating the villain doesn’t seem so bad… or is it?

Anita asked the ladies again. " No!" The lady holding daggers answered, as she lowered her eyes at Anita dangerously. " Don't ask idiotic questions! I know you are only acting up! You are a spy, admit it right now, or I slit your throat into unrecognizable pieces!" She threatened in a deep voice. Anita shifted backward on the ground, astonished to hear this. She couldn't comprehend what the fierce lady was saying. " Violet, don't do anything to her. I don't think she is a spy," one of the other warrior looking ladies stepped forward and tried to persuade the fierce lady, called Violet.

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

I stood straight, keeping my face completely blank and calm. "She is not a prisoner anymore, Lady Veronica," Jacob said, his voice smooth and playful, though his green eyes turned dangerous. "She is our military advisor. And her strategy just saved four hundred of our men from a bloody death." "I do not care about her luck!" Lady Veronica hissed, stepping closer until she was just five feet away from us. The smell of her heavy rose perfume filled the cold air. "She is a spy! She belongs to Alpha Draven and that disgusting Beta, Vlad Gandillon. Her mind is full of poison. Giving her command privileges over Lycan soldiers is an insult to our bloodline! It goes against every law of the Moon Cou

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.

It always trembles when she’s near. “She’s an Arean, traveling to save a fortune.” I know. I know it very well. “Greetings, My lady. I am Olivia.” Because just by seeing her smile, everyone can identify that she’s the female lead. While I am the Villainess.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

The world setting is a historical fiction romance world that only deal with the Zelda kingdom and some little villages which were likely mention once or twice. [ World plot changes in the villainess character] Annabel ( the villainess mother and force mistress of General Adam) committed suicide few months after giving birth to the villainess, who was placed as maid of the female lead. Growing up from a toddler to a young girl, the villainess never knew the origin of her birth and had always know as a born slave for the General daughter. She was mistreated and abuse on physically by the female lead mother ( lady Becky) who couldn't stand sight of her.