Romans & histoires Villain Woman Names

My hatred of The nonsense Concept-of-Women's-Happiness-bullshit sister Elise taught me once, two years ago. I remember she said, "--at the end, a woman's ultimate happiness was to fulfill her destiny. To do so, thou shalt be modest but charming, full of smiles, calm in her nature, smooth in her speech, forgiving, loyal and devoted to thy husband, never rejects the will of thy husband and thy attitude towards his wives has no prejudice; sincere and full of understanding--,"

"What? How come I haven't heard this lady? So, what's her name?" Viishaun fell silent for a moment and was confused about what name he said. It was pretty confusing; as far as he could remember, Aileen was the real name of his woman, yet she was trapped in Lady Scheriziels body. "S-Scheriziel. She's Lady Szcheriziel Veuy F. Lestinna." "Alright, if she's your happiness, then go for it. I wish you would find her before all my hair turns white. I supposed it wouldn't cost me forever to wait just to see you settling down."

The thorn in the villainess’ side. It didn’t help that Henry never denied nor ended their relationship. The nickname stuck and it was what tabloids and vile d-list celebrities refer to me when they rant about me, when they twist every word I say, when they cook up rumors and articles about me. The foreigner, the villainess. The unwanted third wheel. The gold-digger. The last one made me want to clutch my sides, roaring with laughter. If there’s a gold-digger in our relationship, it would be Henry and his family. We have been subjected to their leeching behavior for hundreds of years.

He told me i will remain untouchable as long as I'm with him, but this woman in front of me is a fucking hustler and a dirty player. She attacked in our most unexpected time. "Aunt Violet, what's the meaning of this?" Seijan Williams asked her bluntly after being stunned for a moment. So, Violet is her real name. Domina is Violet Williams, the woman who stole my man's innocence, the one who introduced him to the world of desires, to the world of sex. "Dear, i wanna play with this preggy lady. Would you mind?" She said entertainingly to her confused nephew. I looked at my former boss, he really looks confused with the way his aunt acts right now. Then, he gazed at me again. His eyes filled wi

To my surprise, there she was—the familiar woman in the picture, standing beside my husband with a smile that now made my blood boil. My heart raced as I clicked on the picture, eager to learn her full name. "Rachel Hill," the caption revealed. So, that was the woman who had stolen my husband's heart and shattered my world. Anger fueled my determination even further. "Rachel Hill," I repeated her name aloud as if acknowledging her existence made her more tangible and brought me closer to my goal. A rush of heightened awareness surged through my veins, indicating that I had successfully unraveled the enigma shrouding my adversary's identity.

The Villain I woke up with a crick in my neck and an attitude. I slept horribly last night and it was partially because of the news of my new mate, my confrontation with Maya and then explaining why Maya was moping around more than usual to Garret and a falsely sympathetic Gia.

That's what they all believed. It was reasonable for them to think that way. A spoiled wealthy girl and a naive innocent one. Who was the villain? Apparently, no one was on my side. People believe what they want to believe, and I was the one who got their anger. That was that. They couldn't be changed. But I did hold some grievances. I was pissed not because everyone hated me, but because of Annika Summers, the girl with an innocent face I used to take as my best friend.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

She stared at the faces of the major scientists of Aaima pharmaceuticals, they were six of them. "Miss Munawarrah, we agreed on a meeting tomorrow morning..." Jibril started but she cut him off. "Shut up!" She screamed at him and the man immediately kept shut. She kept her face neutral as she stared at them, the men were uncomfortable under her scrutinized gaze. It was completely ironical that a woman could make them this vulnerably but, she wasn't just a mere women she was the definition of a cold hearted businesswoman. The door opened and the vice president Aliyu Umar walked in, he was a young and ambitious man and could be considered as one of the most eligible bachelor in the northern pa

He was truly grateful that he met that woman otherwise he will never be able to experience such heaven. What was her name again? Aurelia King, the White Widow, a very dangerous woman who made him feel powerless. It was a good thing that he had his eyes on just one person and that was his little devious witch, Enchantia. Just like her name she enchanted him.