Villan Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

Isabelle sat in the plush leather chair in Damian’s office, a silent observer in a world she wasn't built for. The city skyline, once a stunning backdrop, now felt like a cage. She watched the news anchors on a muted television screen in the corner, their expressions solemn, their voices a muffled buzz as they discussed the Villareal scandal. The headlines were a relentless assault: Villareal's New Flame? Society's New Sweetheart or a Gold Digger? , The Woman Who Replaced Cassandra. Every word was a knife twist, every speculative comment a blow.

“Project E wasn’t a single experiment. It was a series. Twelve candidates. All children, all born under the same genetic protocol. Each designed to adapt — faster, stronger, smarter. A new generation of human intelligence. But your mother—Vanessa—wanted to weaponize it. Your father wanted to own it. And in their war, they destroyed every prototype but one.” He paused. His eyes met mine. “You.” My stomach dropped. “So you’re saying I’m—what? A lab rat?” “Not a rat,” he said quietly. “A blueprint.” I shook my head, backing up a step. “No. You’re lying. You have to be. I’m a person, not some—some engineered experiment.”

Ana looked half crazed and George could feel her overwhelming needs. “I would never withhold this from you, love.” His fingers left her entrance, only to guide the wide tip of his cock into her entrance and sink balls deep in her. Ana gasped and shivered once he finished his initial impaling of her. It might be sick, but George loved the feel of her helpless under him. “I’m not going to be gentle, love. You need this more than life itself.” With that said, he wasted no more time and thrust into her with a passion that rivalled her own. Neither could stay quiet as he bottomed out within her again and again. Her inner walls flexed around him, stroking him, and milking him of every drop of his

“I wasn’t, not really. It felt good physically but it wasn’t what I wanted.” “Because you want Nathan, but you shouldn’t want him, he isn’t your mate! Keal is your mate in his body!” Ivy stated rather than asked. I didn’t respond but I didn’t need to, we both knew she was right. I wanted Nathan, the man who had just accused me of taking advantage of him. I wanted the person whose kiss had set my whole body on fire and made me feel more alive than I had in years. I didn’t want Kael, my sweet gentle companion who actually cared about me and would never hurt me the way Nathan did, keal who is my real mate in Nathan’s body.

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

The world setting is a historical fiction romance world that only deal with the Zelda kingdom and some little villages which were likely mention once or twice. [ World plot changes in the villainess character] Annabel ( the villainess mother and force mistress of General Adam) committed suicide few months after giving birth to the villainess, who was placed as maid of the female lead. Growing up from a toddler to a young girl, the villainess never knew the origin of her birth and had always know as a born slave for the General daughter. She was mistreated and abuse on physically by the female lead mother ( lady Becky) who couldn't stand sight of her.

Her small, trembling hands were adorably clumsy as she rolled it down his thick, rigid length, sending a fresh jolt of lust straight to his groin. As she sat up straight on his lap, her lush, heavy curves were proudly displayed right before his hungry eyes. Thamnithi reached up to palm her gorgeous, milk-swollen breasts, his thumbs ruthlessly tweaking her flushed nipples. Kajarin moaned, shamelessly grinding her weeping slit against the blistering heat of his towering shaft. She felt like she was physically melting into a puddle of pure, unadulterated lust.

Lila's pov The tension in the room was thick. Damon’s smirk widened as he sensed our feelings—my doubt, Alex’s hesitation. His voice was confident as he continued "Oh, I see it now. You’re wondering, aren’t you? Did your husband,your Hyperion, really fall so low?" I could feel my chest tighten. I looked at the two men—Damon,my ex who was now a villian and Alex, the man I thought I knew, was a criminal. For the first time in my life, I didn’t know what to do or who to believe.

Valeria was a kingdom of breathtaking splendor-a land of rolling emerald hills, sparkling rivers, and a towering castle that pierced the sky like a shard of silver. It was also a kingdom ruled by fear and whispers, much of it attributed to its sharp-tongued, unrelenting, and ruthlessly ambitious princess, Lady Daphne Vasquez.