Villainous Daughter Novels & Stories

His gaze dragged slowly down my body, taking in the simple white silk dress they had forced me into, the way it clung to my curves, the rapid rise and fall of my breasts. “Seraphina Voss,” he said, voice low and smooth, laced with a faint accent that made my stomach tighten. “You’re even more beautiful than the photos.” I lifted my chin, refusing to cower. “And you’re exactly as monstrous as the rumors say.” A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. “Good. I prefer my wives with fire. It makes breaking them so much more satisfying.” My father flinched. I glared at him. “You’re really doing this? Selling your own daughter to a murderer?”

The whole thing had been staged. "But you tried to frame my daughter. If you hadn't, maybe I'd have shown mercy. I never imagined you could be this vicious." "Do you understand the consequences of what you've done? From this moment, you are no longer my daughter. And you are permanently banished from this pack." Vivian's legs buckled and she collapsed to the floor. She couldn't believe the orphan she'd despised was actually her adoptive parents' real child. If she'd known, she would've had those rogues kill me outright.

No sooner had he said that, Alpha Adrian's looming presence filled the small cell. He sneered at me, his gloved fingers holding what I now knew was wolfsbane. I tensed. No. It hurt worse than a bitch and the after effects were something I wasn't ready to face. Not again. I looked at Alpha Adrian. The man who was my father. Maybe if I tried to plead with him, he'd listen. He was my father after all. "Father, please don't do this to me. Please," I pleaded, tears rolling down my eyes.

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

Her voice was soft and sweet, melting one’s heart, “My daddy says that if a bad person tries to bully others, they can’t become the victim just because they get bullied back. A bad person is always bad, even if someone bullies them, they’re still bad!” Esther: “...” So sharp-witted at such a young age. No wonder she was Evander’s daughter—she should have realized this earlier! A little girl with bodyguards going out like this was rare in all of City A. With that look... only a man like Evander could have fathered her. But... Which woman was so lucky to have such an adorable daughter with a man like that! For some reason, just thinking about it made Esther’s heart ache in a quiet, broken way.

‘ 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.

Since my mind was more focused on finding Nex, however, I never replied back to his many letters. Who would have thought that such a proud werewolf like him, who was once Father’s most trusted werewolf and his right-hand, would fall to such an attack? Whereas that lying, backstabbing daughter got away from death with a heavy price. One in a form of being a mother to a vampire, whom she used to attack several young victims a couple of years back.

She had tried to make me go viral as the villain, but not everyone believed her. Some even started standing up for me, which made it hard for Summer. Summer retorted, "If Sienna doesn't know that I need her bone marrow, why did she go into hiding? She clearly doesn't want to save me. "Even if all these years, her pocket money isn't as much as mine, but so what? Is that a reason for her not to save me? "Our parents didn't give her pocket money because she's always been a selfish person since she was young. She steals and takes other people's things. Our parents were just disciplining her."