Villain Woman Names Novels & Stories

Duke Raziel did that…for her? ~~~~~~~1300 years ago~~~~~ "Kneel before me." Lady Vienna Estelle Thaleia Xaviera, the villainess said to the crown prince. She once was known as the Crown Prince’s stalker throughout the kingdom. She dedicated her whole life to bullying Princess Avelina, stalking the crown prince, and now she successfully killed the female lead. But she felt empty. "I said kneel." She said to the vulnerable Crown Prince in front of him. The Crown Prince, Prince Mathias looked at her like she had gone crazy. "Are you happy now? You killed my fiance, the love of my life. But now that she’s gone, I still would not love you.”

“What do you want me to do?” “Find two other subordinates of yours to fuck with her—and if you don't want to taste fresh meat, then you can add another subordinate to make it three.” Vivian evilly said with her eyes flashing in excitement. “Sure, I will find another two subordinates so that we can play off the woman you wanted us to rape. So, what's the name of this woman?” A satisfied grin appeared on Vivian's lips as she uttered the name she hated the most. “Dahlia. Dahlia Hail.”

She placed her mint handbag on the couch and we took seats around the dining table. A few moments later, a question popped up. “How about in the side of Matthew’s mother? He had informed me of his other name.” “Their names are the complete opposite of ours,” Nomy replied. “Matt’s mother is Lilith.” “Grand papa’s name is Biblical, though,” I butt in. She rolled her eyes, “Yeah, the very first murderer, Cain. And then his wife is Pandora, the one who released all evil in the world.” “Ugh,” I facepalmed; “this is why I really hate my name!”

Lily’s pov. “But I can,” Midnight hisses as she comes into my room through the wall in her shadow form. “Who the fuck are you!” The man yells angrily, not liking that his plan has been disrupted. The woman rushes inside of the closet now anxiously, looking at me and Midnight. “Let’s leave now!” The woman hisses, “they don’t know who we are!” “Vada Valdamir, warrior for Hades and, Coal Smith, a nobody who women can get to do anything they want,” Midnight says causally, while looking at her fingers.

“I have to admit, I love it.” Nathan and I exchanged strange looks. We expected The Architect to have a shadowy figure, but this woman was not what we expected. "where are you?" Nathan demanded it. “And what do you have about the network?” The woman smiled, a hint of amusement in her eyes. “My name is Isabella Harrington. I’m known as The Architect, but I like to think of myself as the architect of the vision.” His words were cold, and it was clear that his actions are seen as part of a larger scheme rather than just criminal.

Unpredictability could be dangerous. She turned back to the bleak garden, the weight of the castle, the title, the terrible fate, pressing down on her. She was Vivian Ashworth, the villainess. Prince Alexander arrived tomorrow. Her brother was plotting. The heroine was nearby. And she had no idea what schemes were already in play.

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

Colder somehow. As he had noticed her, I could tell instantly. The woman continued walking toward us without hesitation. Beautiful women had surrounded Alexander Lucas all night, but this felt too Dangerous. Not because she was loud. But, because she wasn’t. “Do I ask her name now,” I said carefully, “or do I wait for the disaster first?” Vivian almost smiled. “Her name is Elena Vale.” The name sounded expensive and somehow popular and powerful Familiar in a way I couldn’t explain.

Shit. I looked at my face in the mirror. I still flinch everytime I see these beautiful features. The appearance of this face is so damn beautiful. And I'm a fool who doesn't use Fuschia’s beauty properly. Too bad though. Even in my previous life, I couldn't get a face like this even though I go through plastic surgery many times. In this life, I am determined to use my beauty properly! Villainess is a beautiful and powerful character! I am the villainess in this story, no need to act kind!