Villainous Cecilia Novels & Stories

This woman radiated the kind of calculated cruelty that came from years of having power over other people’s lives. “I’m Ava,” she said quietly, because someone had to break the silence that was growing more toxic by the second. “I know exactly who you are.” Cecile moved closer, her heels clicking against the marble floor like a countdown. “Gold-digging little nurse who thinks she can sink her claws into my family’s money.” The accusation cut through her like a blade. “That’s not—” “Don’t.” Cecile’s voice cut through her protest like a blade. “I have seen your type before. Poor little girl from nowhere, saves the rich man’s life, thinks she’s entitled to a happily ever after.”

could be heard, that man disappeared into the woods as well. Cecilia Fox shouted to them in her high-pitched voice, “Kayden Morritt, Serafin Godwin... you two cowards, unloyal traitors! From this day on, I’m through with the both of you! I’ll just pretend that I met two b*tches!” Luneth added, “You and Chase should leave too. And I mean now.” Yet Cecilia refused. She even mentioned how she’d like to die on the very same day as Luneth…

He was way out of her league, and the way she fawned over him seemed desperate. But I see it all differently now. Now I know that despite Mr. Garvalle’s cold demeanor toward her at work, he was actually involved with Cecilia. No wonder she seemed so head-over-heels for him. He was fucking her—and he’s a fucking Alpha. Cecilia did more here at work than I ever realized, too. It only took a few weeks for things to spiral out of control without her, and for me to become completely overwhelmed trying to figure it all out.

to grasp her words.As if she were going to be proved right, Alecia walked up to me the next day, dressing like she was going to be the cynosure of all eyes.I guess she wanted to remind me that she was already what I would never be.My eyes narrowed as she walked up to me.‘Trouble! ,’ I whispered to myself.“You must be Isadora,” she began, smiling.I wonder what there was to smile about.I said nothing.“You know, I went through the lows just to know about you. I know your fucked-up life depends on serving tables and being commanded,” she chuckled, staring at me with suck awkwardness that got me really uncomfortable.“Who are you, and what do you want from me?” I asked, pretending not to know.“Oh

Amy lets him know while Lily shows her options for the new characters, she keeps shaking her head, "They can't be prettier than her." "Okay," Lily murmurs and starts looking, taking this very seriously. But all I can think about is the two teenagers looking at us and recoding from far away because the guards don't let them come close to us. "Is Cecilia the villain?" Damon asks, Amy says yes, "Then she's my favorite." "Dad, no!" Amy growls, "You can't like the villain, she's evil! Cecilia is like my mom."

] Stephanie shrieked, "You bitch! You'll say anything to slander him! Show us the report right now! Talk is cheap. Making things up is cheap!" I met the blustering woman and her panicked boyfriend with an unfazed look. "Shall I call Dr. Ross and have him read every part of the report to our esteemed family and guests?" Vincent sank back into the coffin, defeated and disbelieving. "This can't be. I am normal. I'm a normal man. I know I could…" "As for you, my so-called best friend. That baby you've been using to force your way into the Whitaker family. If I were you, I'd start asking whose child it really is. Is it Vincent's?"

The universe really said expectations versus reality that all her expectations really went down the drain with her standards. She was given romance with the villain. The villain who is the devil she signed a contract with. The villain who is sleeping soundly on her chest right now. The villain named Navier. Now, dating the villain doesn’t seem so bad… or is it?

Not long after I entered the washroom, I heard footsteps entering before hearing Cecilia's voice. "I told you: she isn't fooled at all! What do you want me to do? If you don't have money, just go borrow it. That stupid girl is a careful one, always so cautious about me. She's not getting duped at all!" 'Stupid girl'? Was Cecilia talking about me? I quickly took out my phone as I heard her say softly in the next cubicle, "I know, I'll find another chance later. That Stacey looks dumb enough, so we'll target her. My child will definitely be worth more than a hundred fifty thousand dollars!"

Do whatever you must, Callista, but we need answers. Callista inclined her head, unbothered by his tone. "Of course," She turned to Carmen, her expression softening. "This won't hurt, my lady. You may feel a slight discomfort, but it's necessary to unravel the truth." Carmen's stomach churned. She nodded, her throat dry. "Do what you must," she whispered. She, too, wanted answers, but what if the answers came at the cost of her own life? The risk she had to take now. From what she had gathered, the healer had some kind of magical powers and if she managed to find out she wasn't their daughter Daphne, Carmen feared she might get executed.

No blood on her hands. Zacian would not touch the innocent. I knew he wouldn’t. I knew the man he used to be, the one who pulled me from the brink when Miloetta died. Cecilia and Treyvan’s mother. He’d been there and knew just how sacred Cecilia was to me. He held to an arcane code, and even with the strain between us, he would not break the truce on wives and daughters. It was not his style to draw that kind of heat from the feds. As long as I was the target, miles away, she would be untouchable. The best way to hide her was to make myself the only bullseye.