Villainess Stories Novels & Stories

Do you hear me? He nods, but he didnt believe me. At least, not yet because xaden had just traumatized him. I held him tighter and stared at the blood on the floor. My brother-in-law was a monster. My son was traumatized. And me? I’m the woman who killed a king to keep this family together. How far would I go to hold power? Far enough to hold my son while I lie to him. Far enough to clean up the mess Xaden made. Far enough to make sure no one ever hurts Kieran again. Even if I had to become the villain to do it. But then, there was a problem. Veralin.

Just then, I can't help but smile bitterly. I am so helpless. All this time, I pretended that I am strong and everything are doing well but in truth, I am not fine. The truth is, I still wanted to be close with him. I still wanted to keep the affection I have for him But... What choice do I have. I am juat a villainess who's meant to die. Whether I treasure the male lead as my best friend or more than that, nothing will happen no matter how much I give some effort. Because in the end, a vilainess like me is meant to die at the hands of the protagonists.

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She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?

"I've never really thought about it. I just assumed it was a control thing, that it was just her narcissistic personality. But there must be a reason beyond that. Maybe she just wants to hurt me? Ruin my reputation?" “I'm sure there are more effective ways of accomplishing that,” Varisa says, scoffing. "Like what?" he challenges. Varisa pauses a moment. “Accuse you publicly of domestic abuse. She could even go as far to say that you intimidated her away from reporting you to the police because of a lawsuit or paid her off. It’s terrible, but it has happened. The worst part about it is the accusation isn’t hurting just one man; it’s also making it that much harder for the hundreds of thousand

The Valkyries noticed. “They told stories about how evil I was,” Lilith said, voice building in volume and tempo. “They called me a serpent, a liar, the adversary, and blamed me for all the bad things that ever happen to mankind. Turned me into Lilith. Then Pandora, who all the gods gifted, opened a box and released the ills of humanity on the world. Then Persephone. Inanna. Kali. So many more. They changed names, they changed the stories to whatever suited them in that age, but the theme stayed the same. All the world's evils are women’s fault because they were my fault. Women everywhere are taught to believe they’re lesser, evil, inferior, and in my name.”

She told me that there will be a design competition in two months and she is preparing for it. Tired. Her attitude was very relaxed, as if Will was really an ordinary work partner of hers, rather than the ex- girlfriend I heard, dared to take home, and made trouble in the house. People will always be emotionally affected by things around them. Just like yesterday, I started a narrative novel with a sad theme. When I finished reading it at night, my whole body was exuding negative energy. It seems that I can find a little bit of my past in the heroine, but if I think about it carefully, I can see how we are similar.

"Ryder is stronger than you think, no harm will come to him, okay?" Ava nodded, "Okay." Evena looked at the books on the table in front of Ava. "So what are the books for?" "My aunt wants me to learn about the glorious history of vampires." "And how much gloriousness have you seen in all your reading?" Evena asked. "Not much, the ancient vampires were so cruel. Just look, this man named Dracon slaughtered an entire town just because the children laughed at his shirt." "Really?" Evena asked in interest. "Uh...huh, this other woman named Juliet killed all the nuns in a convent by feeding on their blood and draining them."

Alpha Evan explained, asking what he wanted to at the end while Miss Lillian listened attentively, clearly willing to help as much as she could. Her brows furrowed as she thought about it. "I do know of a war like that. It was between three werewolf packs, and a witch coven out in the woods. From what I know, they were a bunch of powerful witches, so three packs had joined forces to take them down. They had been performing some sort of magic that had apparently been dangerous according to the surrounding werewolf packs and they had deemed it necessary to bring those witches down," Miss Lillian explained, her frown deepening as she spoke.

“I won’t be the villain alone.” “You’re making yourself the villain. Not Ariana. You.” “Then I’ll be the best villain they’ve ever seen.” She starts typing. “Camille’s next article drops Wednesday. ‘The Dark Side of Ariana Vale: Former Colleagues Speak Out.’ Complete with anonymous testimonials about her ambition. Her manipulation. Her calculated climb.” “Those testimonials are lies.” “They’re narratives. And narratives are more powerful than truth.” She hits send. “There. Done. Scheduled to publish in forty-eight hours.”