Villainous Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

So what happens when he runs into Khailah again? Stanley - “You’re going to be my personal Breeder, Khai.” Khailah - “What?!” 18+ Contains dark content, harsh language, adult situations/scenarios, violence, and rape. May cause triggers please read with that in mind. Remember, this is a work of fiction and NOT based on true events! Female lead will be very depressed, miserable and lonely at times. Thoughts of offing herself and things of that nature. Male lead is not in full control of his wolf and gets dominated by the wolf a lot. The wolf is very abusive towards the female lead. You have been warned I will not have any other warnings throughout the book except for this one. If your imaginat

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

I matched the tone he’d used. We remained like that, staring at each other for what felt like forever. Lucian eventually tore his gaze away from me and walked back to his chair. He was now focusing his attention on Zayn. I tried to ignore the way my whole body felt like it had been set aflame. My heart was still pounding loud and fast. It all felt so crazy. “You really think this will work?” He asked Zayn. “Oh definitely.” The beta agreed. “If Tristan gets word of this, he’d definitely be pissed when he realizes your mate is Violet. The one he rejected.”

When Willa approached Norviel with a sweet character, Norviel blatantly ignored her and made her fall without even casting a glance at her. Willa gnashed her teeth together, and her eyes flashed with hatred. It must be Gillian, that bitch. It must certainly be related to that bitch. Gillian must have known that Norviel would be attracted to Willa, so she had found a way to seduce Norviel and badmouthed Willa to Norviel. That vixen is really no good. Willa's expression changed. Gillian, that vixen! Willa will definitely make her pay. She'll never give that bitch the satisfaction.

Victor said, looking back and forth between Fantine and the mountain spearmen lined up against the wall. "My father lied to you just like he lied to my mother, Victor, and if you listen to the words I am about to read from this page, your blood contract with him will be broken for good!" she called out, her voice echoing off the high ceiling as the enforcers exchanged quick looks with each other.

Jaxon turned and walked away. But the others remained. They watched. They whispered. And in their eyes, I saw the narrative shift once more - not toward the villainess as murderer, but toward the villainess as corruptor. The woman who had tamed a cursed prince with her blood and her body, who had forged a forbidden bond that threatened the very foundations of their world. The Author's Contract burned in the back of my mind, a warning and a promise. Too many people noticed. But as Riven's thumb traced the pulse in my wrist, as his crimson eyes met mine with the absolute certainty of a man who had chosen his damnation and found it sweet, I thought: let them notice.

*I switched the point of view from third to first *Introduced a few minor characters *I wrote a few more scenes *Merged some of the old chapters *Gave the existing characters a little backstory *I also changed the title from Enemy of the Wolves to Alpha's Mate: The Villainess because that is what people thought of Selina, a villainess. Now, don't let me keep you. Happy reading! S.A. Avery

His tongue claimed my mouth as one big hand palmed my ass, pulling me hard against the thick, rigid line of his cock straining behind his zipper. “Why now?” I asked, voice breathy. “Why us?” Xander looked at me. I sat back, thighs pressing together as fresh heat flooded my core. The realization should have been cold. Instead, knowing we were this close to tearing Victor’s empire apart only made me want Xander more, raw, urgent, consuming. "Because Victor is escalating," he said. "And she's been waiting for him to overreach far enough that the evidence becomes undeniable." A pause. "And possibly because the marriage changed the calculation."

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

she muttered bitterly, "you ignored it. You convinced yourself it was nothing, that your best friend couldn't possibly be sleeping with your husband. And your husband was as loyal as the papers say." The word husband felt like acid on her tongue, burning her with every syllable. She clenched her fists, glaring at her lifeless body as if willing it to respond, to justify its failures. Cody was not her husband. He was a horrifying murderer who deserved to die buried alongside that cheating bitch. "You let them fool you. You let them laugh at you behind your back, while you played the trusting wife, the naive little friend, and the fool." Her voice cracked, but the contempt in her tone only dee