Villainess Names Novels & Stories

"What? Antilles Samarchia? 10th rank?” Rikka was shocked, as if she couldn't believe what she had heard. “That’s right. I am ‘Antilles The Soul Slayer’, the strongest wind magical girl in this Vitania. You are the one who faced the wrong opponent, ‘The Devil's Hand’ Rikka Gallipolia,” she continued. “No way.” ***

Aaron solemnly uttered a name that was enough to strike fear into the hearts of people in the underworld. Mr. Marcus's hand holding the mouse trembled slightly. Camellia Smith... In the current international assassin rankings, two women dominate: Rose White and Camellia Smith. These two have been the most feared female killers in recent years, and they have been maintaining their positions on the top of the leaderboard for decades. What is most terrifying is that these two women come from the same training camp and are best friends. Every contract they take has been flawlessly executed, leaving no trace behind.

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!”

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Deep down, Shanaya knew that her weakness was the source of their contempt, but she refused to acknowledge it. Her false friends poisoned her mind, whispering lies about Naina being the architect of her misery. Shanaya knew it was a deception, but her anger blinded her to the truth. She ran out of reasons to be good. Everyone labeled her a villainess, and Shanaya gradually embraced this identity. She transformed into a true villainess, never intending to harm Naina, but her fury consumed her. She sought to erase herself and her existence, believing that everyone would be happier without her. She knew that she was an unwanted character, a blight on the world.

she said evenly, “you’re making a mistake. Alexander was never my real protector. My backer is someone even Alexander fears. Think very carefully before you touch me.” Anita narrowed her eyes, suspicious. “What are you talking about? You’re just a designer.” Ava met her stare, unwavering. “Jessica’s fleeing abroad, isn’t she? Didn’t she call you for help? I destroyed her and took over the Morales family business. My real name is Serena Ava Morales. I was Alexander Vanderbilt’s wife. Even if he hates me now, he wouldn’t dare lay a finger on me because Cornelius Vanderbilt is behind me. That’s who I answer to.”

Was this what it pays to be an Alpha'? My father never told me everything I needed to know. He kept hiding secrets from me telling me that the Moon Goddess requests for their sacrifices. But I had enough. No explanation could fill in the void in my heart. This, I felt, was how Villains were born. Suddenly, I began to feel my head ache seriously. I guess I was pretty tired from a rough day. It worsened. My whole body hurt as well. Lily wasn't here to treat me. I was alone.

“Tell me yours.” The woman straightened, her figure a tower of silk and shadow. “Lady Maelis Orvenne.” She let the name hang in the air, sharp and cold. “Sorceress of vows long broken, keeper of truths your Alpha would rather you never hear.” The room seemed to constrict around the syllables, pressing in on Serenya until breathing felt like a task. She had heard no tales of such a name, but the weight of it made her blood run cold.

Selene Ravenshade but now known in the film industry as Virelli. The infamous witch-actress. The walking contradiction. We had fought once before, on opposite sides of a boundary skirmish in New Mexico. Her side had been defending a vampire syndicate. Mine was clearing rogue bloodsuckers off sacred wolf land. Neither of us won that night. We just… did not lose.

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