Novel & Cerita Villain Waifu Deku

She had to be mistaken, and even if she wasn’t, he was only possessive of his wife, not her personally. Eddie secretly pinched Lily. She didn’t react, but she must have felt some pity for her friend as she continued, “Yes, talking about my exes and if I’ll ever find true love.” That response seemed to satisfy Alex, “A charming lady such as yourself worried about love? I’ve heard you have the pick of the lot, Duchess.” “You flatter me, Duke, but unfortunately no one has lived up to my standards,” “Then you’re just not looking in the right places,” he smirked.

Her eyes flew open to find his, their darkness snapping down at her as he moved between her legs. “Yes,” he growled, pushing his own shaft into her, “I am jealous of the blasted dildo alright. I want to feel you tremble around me on our wedding night, not see your channel craving this thing.” He tossed it to the floor as his lips took hers. “Perhaps my warrior is not so wicked after all.” He grinned down at her and lifted her legs over his shoulders before leaning towards her, bending her in half which seemed to push his shaft even deeper into her as he came down to kiss her lips.

Declan sneered disdainfully. "What maid?" The word piqued Beth's attention, not because she was curious. Maids were the bane of her existence. Charlotte looked surprised. "The little seductress who worked here for a few days in the past, who Livian was madly in love with. What was her name again, Jade?" Livian gritted his teeth. "Gemma. And she is not a seductress." He wanted to give the asshole a black eye and would have done so if they were alone.

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

"Nope." From the way they were behaving, Victoria knew something was amiss. She pointed at them. "We'll talk about this later." Victoria headed upstairs. Upon pushing the door open, she found her mentor sitting at her computer with a tablet stand in front. A sugary-sweet male voice came from the tablet. "Thanks to our fabulous, unbeatable sweetheart for all the subs and emotes! Love you! Smooches! "Hey, sweetheart, I'm going up against FireWulf tonight. I need you to have my back. I don't feel secure without you by my side, I swear!"

“What are you doing?” Kendra questions the deputy as she stares across the table at her. “Me,” the deputy dramatically points to herself, looking all cute and innocent, before her lips dissolve into a sly grin as she replies, “trying to know you.” Kendra stares, and the deputy boldly holds her stare. The brunette must confess the deputy is a gorgeous woman, and if she weren’t mated, she would happily take her out for a spin, but she is mated and loves her mate.

Many saw in him the potential for a great leader, one who could unite werewolf kingdoms and forge alliances for the greater good. On the other hand, the girl, named Ava, showcased a fierce spirit and unwavering determination. She possessed a natural affinity for combat and physical prowess, excelling in werewolf martial arts and displaying unmatched agility and precision. Her unwavering dedication to honing her skills earned her respect among her peers and instilled confidence in her ability to protect and defend the kingdom.

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.

Gulf looked at Mew and allowed him to say their story. "Back then, the fake Vena keeps on pushing me to marry Davika and I got mad so I hired a surrogate... Gulf posed as one as per what Davika wished before she died. Gulf was born with special trait and he can get pregnant. I just found out that he was that surrogate after a thorough investigation, he already ran away."

said Duchess Quan, her voice sounding disappointed. Duke Elrica just kept silent and didn't reply to his wife's words, while Adir and Zhi were already preparing to release their Mana, each of them preparing to hurt each other, not forgetting that Zhi's spear had been released a long time ago because of the emotions he felt.