Villainous Cecilia Novels & Stories

Liam's Adam's apple bobbed as he countered, "What do you think?" Cecilia's gaze scrutinized him from top to bottom. His expression was too natural, but the more perfect it seemed, the more suspicious she became. "I think you're definitely hiding something from me." Cecilia's voice suddenly turned sharp. "Otherwise, why would SCA help me pull down those news stories?" Liam's knuckles unconsciously tightened, the lines of his wrist clearly defined beneath his shirt cuff. "How did you know about that?" Seeing this, Cecilia instantly became self-righteous, fabricating boldly without missing a beat, "Please, I AM Cecilia Martin! There's nothing happening in Manhattan that I don't know about!"

He glanced at Cecilia’s unconscious form still on the bed. “No,” I said, refusing to even entertain the notion that Cecilia could be my fated mate, my perfect match, the love of my life gifted to me by the Moon Goddess. She was just an Omega, and I was so much more. For us to be bound would have to be some kind of trick. Besides, “Cecilia is a gold-digging Omega. If we were fate bound, she would use that against me. What purpose would she have for keeping it a secret? No. That woman is not my mate.”

Hunter slowly loosened the hold enough for him to breathe a little and be able to answer them. He couldn't wait to see her again. He would beg her for forgiveness. He'd do anything just to get her back. "I...I don't know but my father told me. Her...her mother was a witch of Royal blood. She has the power of seers, Alonso found out about her powers so he abducted her with the help of the evil witches who were against the royals. Cecilia tried to fight them but the evil witches were too many against her. She still fought and never did what Alpha Alonso wanted, she never revealed a single vision to him. In a rage, he raped her and impregnated her. She was just 19 and Alpha Alonso was 23 blinde

At the same time, in an abandoned workshop near the palace, he rounded up a privately armed squad of rogue wolves. One interrogation and the rogue wolf leading them gave up everything. He was one of Cecilia's old men. And Cecilia was no Omega. She was a plant the rogue wolf chief had placed at my four daddies' sides, sent to undermine the shifter alliance from within. But somewhere along the way Cecilia caught real feelings, and fell for one of them. She started scheming against my mother in every way she could, trying to get rid of her. My mother sensed Cecilia's true identity and meant to expose her. Cecilia panicked, and struck first.

Elaine said with a smug look, “I thought I must be really lucky this time! After being retaliated deliberately by that fraudster Cecilia, not only did she not manage to harm me but I also had a freaking fight with her!” “Not just that, I beat the hell out of her! How awesome is that?” At this point, Elaine said in a placid manner, “Now that Cecilia has been arrested, I don’t have to worry about anyone retaliating against me anymore. Shouldn’t I feel good about it?” Claire, who was standing aside in bewilderment, asked, “Mom, who is this Cecilia Lawrence? Is she a member of a pyramid scheme?” Realizing that she had almost let the cat out of the dog, Elaine quickly nodded, “Yes, that’s right!

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

So unlike Vittoria that the resemblance almost hurt. “My name is Nikolai De Luca,” I said softly, sitting beside her. “I’m your sister’s husband.” “I’m Cece,” she whispered. Her eyes were the same green as Vittoria’s, but where Vittoria’s were sharp and dangerous, Cecilia’s were soft, Innocent, and Fragile. “Where’s Vicky?” she asked. “She’s hurt,” I said gently. “But she’s getting help.” Cecilia broke down. Between sobs, she told me everything. Stefano grabbing her. Yelling. The gun. Vittoria stepping in front of her without hesitation.

) breathing in deeply before continuing his discussion. Bailey:( In the plot the villainess could be described as meek, obedience and a coward but it was all a mask. The real villainess was a twisted and burning with hatred and jealousy, and wanted to destroy everything in her of her way... So do you now understand your current identity). Bailey carefully explain all that was needed to know to her host who was eating another plate of beef stew. It looked like our MC has found the kitchen and now lunching on all the well prepared foods which was consider as the leftovers in the eyes of our MC.

Her soprano voice echoes in the room, one would think I was about to force myself inside of her, even if that could be the case, no one cares about it, but wasn't irresponsible to do that to any helpless woman, it's way below my league "Maybe I would pull out your fingernail before coming it, I'll like to see you in agony" her eyes wide open in fear, she tries to pull out her hands but my gripped on her wrist was stronger than she could imagine, I placed the pitcher in her finger, hoping to get her talking, she could only cry out loud like an helpless puppy in a land of no return, her tears breaks my heart and my anger suddenly dies down, Ricci Morenó wouldn't use a weakling like her as a sp

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.