Novel & Cerita Villainous Daughter

Wren fucking Anderson. The daughter of the same bastard who tore my family apart years ago. Richard Anderson. He called himself an acquisition manager but all he was was a greedy and sleazy bastard. Gutted my father’s business, dragged our name through the mud. His crimes were so great that my father didn’t make it out alive. And here is his daughter. His precious, sheltered little girl, fast asleep in my bed. It’s like the universe placed her right in my grip like a sort of fucked up gift.

How she'd called me every filthy name in the book—words far worse than anything I'd dared to say to him. Your daughter called me a whore. A slut. A worthless charity case who should have died in that orphanage. The words pressed against my lips, desperate to escape. But I couldn't say them. He'd made his position perfectly clear. Vivienne was his daughter. His family. And I was nothing—just a complication he hadn't figured out how to dispose of yet. "She's my daughter. Why wouldn't I protect her? Did you really think I'd take your side?" No. I hadn't thought that. Not really.

she said and walks away from her mother. "Spoiled brat, do you think you can refuse his proposal, no! because, you sold out already,!" Liliana, yelled to her daughter which make her stop and glance at her. "What the fuck are you doing,!" she madly said and was about to attack her when suddenly Mr. Deguzman arrived at their mansion. "You can't do this to me. I'm your daughter, how could you sold me,!" she burst into tears. Yarro, with his colleagues was so busily inside of their hide out and until now he keep asking to their captured enemy in the room but he keep denying.

“Daethie. I promise you. This is will never, never be you. Look in my eyes. Mhm? I promise. I promise. This will never be you.” I searched his eyes with my own and saw in them the promise that he made. Of course, I thought. Of course, this would never be me. I was the daughter of a queen, the daughter of a dragon, the sister of a child of prophecy… And yet, my father’s people, my people, had been hunted almost to extinction. My mother had come to be queen because the wife of her brother had wanted to kill all of the brethren within Uyan Taesil after being driven from Nerith for attempting the same thing…

“Come home. Let the men finish their old war. You were never built for this part.” “You do not know what I was built for.” Kazimir’s hand spread over my stomach, holding me on him. “She is done talking to you.” “Then talk, Vanechka. Your father would have taken this deal in a minute.” “My father is dead because of your house.” “And you are fucking his killer’s daughter on a dirty wall. Do not lecture me about honor.” The room felt too small. I could hear my own pulse. I could hear the foundry building settle. I could hear how calm she stayed.

I said on a lighter note “Who is she?” “Does not matter,” he answered quickly.. “It does to me. And whether I hear it from your mouth or not, I’m still going to find out, brother,” I crossed my hands behind my back and studied him. “Ailana,” he answered reluctantly. “Who? Ailana Vaugh?” I asked for clarity sake. He nodded his head and the room fell silent again “That’s not enough reason to look the way you do,” I told him. “She’s Thane’s daughter. The enemies daughter. Her father killed innocent people during that attack, not to mention what he and his entire pack did to Esmeray,” he pointed out.

"A wolf claiming to be Sera Redthorn. Your daughter. Aged twenty years. And she says she's come to kill everyone who failed to prevent the war that destroyed her childhood." Through the bond, Marina felt Silvain's shock matching her own. Their daughter. From another timeline. Coming to murder them all.

"I must be since we have a servant saying I gave the vibes of someone who would kill birds to get even. That does sound like me. I must be a whore too because I am pregnant. I just have been railed by every man I came across. There we have it, father, the Alpha's daughter is a traitor to the pack and a whore. What happens now?" The words tasted sour on my tongue. My father looked at me with horror in his eyes but he did not back down. He turned to the rest of the council and spoke. "There you have it, my daughter confesses to killing the birds and being a whore. I do not think we need to wait to serve her verdict. I do hope the council will tender justice with mercy and do well to remember t

When she looked into Alexia's past, she knew then that the woman was only a broken villain. She was sitting on the bed with Gladys in her arms when she walked in and requested the children. She knew she would come for them but she was a witch queen and the woman was only but an omega wolf. The weakest breed of werewolves. The woman dared to challenge her. She wanted to teach her a little lesson but when she saw the woman chanting a spell, she knew what it meant. Her daughter was dead. The woman threw her off guard and she hit her back to the wall before falling to the ground. She knew it was over. The woman took her daughter's powers and killed her, and now she was going to kill her too. And

She raised her chin high as she strutted past me, then sneered, “See that? This is the power of wealth and Pack influence. “You, a rogue Omega, will spend your life serving stronger men, hoping for the smallest scraps. “But me? I’ll live the kind of glory you’ll never even imagine. “I’m giving you one day. Take your bastard daughter and leave this territory. If I see you near my mate again, I’ll bury that little pup of yours alive!” My daughter clung to me, trembling. “Mom, I’m scared. My foot… it hurts so much…” Her voice quivered with fear and pain. I quickly removed her boot and gasped in horror—one of her toes was gone. The wound was grotesque, blood pooled inside her shoe. It felt as th