Villaingetsthegirl Stories

I was supposed to be reading the novel. Not waking up inside it. And definitely not as *her*. Not the heroine. Not the saintess. Not

PROLOGUE // Before Nay She took down four of them before they got her arms. The fifth came from behind - a neck lock, the kind that reads resistance and tightens to match it - and Ruby went to her knees on the corridor floor with two agents flanking her, weapons raised, and a silencer plate pressed across her mouth before she could spend her breath on the girl's name. Two agents had Hani by the arms. They dragged her toward the pre-chamber hatch with the speed of people finishing a task. Hani did not struggle. She looked back down the corridor the entire way - her whole face fixed on Ruby, only Ruby - and her expression was not fear. It was the specific concern of someone far more worried about the person watching than about what was happening to herself. The hatch opened. They threw her through it like something with no further use and sealed it behind her. The dark was total. The cold came all at once. Hani drifted in the weightless black, untethered, the pressure already working at the thin skin of her face and her hands. There was no up. There was no floor to find. She looked in the direction of Ruby - the direction she had last seen her, through the hatch, through the corridor, through everything between them now. Ruby on her knees. Ruby who conquered all, who had never in Hani's life been on her knees, making that sound behind the silencer plate. She will be okay, Hani thought. Ruby is always okay. The cold reached her fingers. Then her face. Then the edges of her thinking. She felt it then - warmth with no source, pressing in from every side at once, deliberate, enclosing her. Something in the pre-chamber had decided, without asking her, that she would not be cold. Below the ship, turning slowly in light that belonged to a different sun, a blue planet waited. It did not know what was coming.

What if there was another who could command the Golden Army? One that could soften the heart of the Prince of Hate and be the salvation of Fae and human alike? What if the shape of water was all they ever needed?

"I See You" is a thrilling story of If I Can't Have You, No One Can.

She was born in the light, but she was destined for the dark. Princess Elara is a "Void-Child"-the only member of the solar royal family born without the power of the sun. Dismissed as a mistake and treated as a shadow in her own palace, her fate is sealed when the ancient blood-pact with the Kingdom of Umbra demands a tribute. Arranged to marry the terrifying Crown Prince Valerius-a man known as the Eclipse King, whose very touch is rumored to drain the soul-Elara expects a death sentence. But the Kingdom of Umbra holds secrets deeper than its eternal twilight. In a land of monsters and starlight, Elara discovers that her "powerless" nature is her greatest weapon. But with a hidden seal inside her designed to destroy her new husband, she must decide: will she be the weapon that breaks the world, or the queen who finally tames the dark? "In the kingdom of eternal night, her light is a death sentence-or a throne."

Oliver Tate is a normal teenage boy.... well, if normal teens were rich. His father owns cryptocurrency holdings, real estate ventures, casinos, and more. He is homeschooled by his personal tutor, so he doesn't get to meet many people his age. His childhood friend, Ellie Clarke, came back to England from Paris. She had been sent to a Ladies Academy to learn how to act properly. She comes back as if she's a different person....will their friendship last? Or will Oliver change too?

For all the girlies who love the male main characters who are little evil sadistic villains with a sexy nature. Enemies to lovers. Fighting attraction.

They called him the Devil long before Shree learned what fear truly felt like. Dante Morozov did not rule Europe with chaos-he ruled it with silence. Men disappeared, families crumbled, and cities learned to bow without ever hearing his name spoken aloud. Power clung to him like a second skin, tailored in black suits and blood-soaked legacy. Shree met him on the night fate stopped pretending to be kind. Rain poured as if the sky itself wanted her erased. She ran until her lungs burned-straight into a man who did not move aside. Dante's eyes found hers, dark and unhurried, as if death itself had paused to study her. He should have killed her. Instead, he watched. "Don't run," he said softly, and somehow the world obeyed. That was how it began-not with love, but with possession. Dante didn't ask who she was. He decided what she would become. A secret kept close. A weakness no one was meant to discover. They would call her his doll. Not because she was fragile-but because the Devil had chosen her. And if anyone dared to break what belonged to him- Dante morozov would burn the world down to ash. --- If you want, I can now: Write Chapter One Add Shree's POV immediately after this Make it darker, more romantic, or more psychological Just say the word. 🖤

In a world where the sea carries curses older than memory, Zalthor bound by a cruel enchantment seeks freedom at any cost. Aveline, radiant with grace and intelligence, becomes the key to his release, though he swears his heart remains untouched. Yet the tides shift with the arrival of Erebelle, a woman cloaked in beauty and venom, who would burn kingdoms to claim him. Between love, obsession, and betrayal, the waves rise to remind them all: the sea grants nothing without a price

VINES AROUND MY THROAT "He didn't just want my heart; he wanted the air in my lungs. And the terrifying part? I was starting to forget how to breathe without him." The Hook Elara Vance was a masterpiece of silence. Shy, soft, and tucked away in the shadows of a world that didn't know she existed, she was content to be the girl no one noticed. She lived by one rule: Stay invisible. But at the Volkov gala, under the glint of gold chandeliers and the heavy scent of expensive whiskey, someone finally saw her. The Conflict Lorenzo Volkov is a storm wrapped in a bespoke Italian suit. A lethal blend of Polish steel and Italian ruthlessness, he doesn't ask for what he wants-he claims it. He is the king of an empire built on secrets, and he has never met a thing he couldn't break. Until he looks across the ballroom and sees her. The Obsession To the world, he is a monster. To Elara, he is a gilded cage. Lorenzo's "protection" feels a lot like possession. His touch is a brand, and his love is a vine-beautiful, winding, and tightening around her throat until she can't tell if she's falling in love or fighting for her life. In a world where the monsters wear crowns, Elara has to decide: Will she let him ruin her, or will she become the only thing he's ever been afraid of? ⚠️ WARNING: This story contains: • The "Touch Her and You Die" Trope 🔪 • An Obsessive, Possessive Anti-Hero 🍷 • Dark Romance / High Tension 🔥 • A "Soft & Shy" Heroine with a Hidden Backbone 🦋

She was promised to the Devil. He was sent to kill her. In the ruins of an abandoned royal castle, a forgotten princess waits for her fate to arrive. She can sense fear-taste it, trace it, unravel it. It has always been her curse... until the Devil himself comes to claim her soul. He is not the monster she was warned about. He is ancient, ruthless, and dangerously restrained. A morally grey devil bound by orders he was never meant to break. As the castle awakens and Hell's gaze turns toward her, fear becomes more than a weapon-it becomes truth. And truth is far more dangerous than any blade. Because the covenant binding them was never meant to end like this. Because he was never meant to fall in love with her. Because the Devil was never meant to kneel. A gothic romantic fantasy of obsession, choice, and sovereignty-where fear listens, love defies destiny, and a princess becomes something far more terrifying than a queen. "Some crowns are forged in fire. Others are born from fear."

He's everything she's been warned to avoid. Dangerous. Dark. Deadly. And yet... she can't look away. The one she shouldn't want. But some desires aren't meant to be denied.

After spending years studying in Europe, Rose Parker returns to Queens to reunite with her older brother Peter Parker. But before their peaceful life can even even begin, Peter's greatest enemy catches him and keeps him as his prisoner. It is now up to Rose to strike a dangerous deal with the notorious Green Goblin. You can read this story also on AO3.

The author enters into her own novel and was in a situation to choose between the hero and the villain

A Coming Soon story , of a Lover , Villain, .... A secret that will Jo longer be a Secret.... Stay tuned and follow me I bet and swear you will never ever regret...... ☄️👀 Handle if you can ...

Celeste Laurent. I ran deeper into the forest, my breath breaking apart in my chest, each inhale sharper than the last. The trees stretched endlessly, their shadows twisting, watching... closing in. I told myself not to look back. Because something inside me already knew- if I did, I wouldn't be able to run anymore. But fear is cruel. It makes you do the very thing that will destroy you. So I turned. And my world stopped. He was there. Not chasing. Not even trying. Just walking. Slow. Measured. Certain. Like time itself bent around him. Like he wasn't following me- but waiting for me to realize I was already his. My heart slammed violently against my ribs as I stumbled back, forcing my legs to move again. The thin fabric of my gown clung to me, snagging against branches, tearing just enough to slow me down. The forest grew quieter. Too quiet. No wind. No sound. Just the echo of my own fear- and his footsteps. Steady. Unhurried. Unstoppable. He knew. He knew exactly how far I could go. And what terrified me the most... was that I was reaching the end. I pushed forward anyway, desperation clawing through me- until something wrapped around my wrist and yanked me back. Hard. A sharp gasp tore from my throat as my body collided against something solid. Unmoving. Cold. A hand tightened, unyielding, as if it had been waiting there all along. A breath brushed against my ear. Slow. Controlled. Possessive. Aurelion Solstic. His fingers curled tighter, not enough to hurt-just enough to remind me I wasn't going anywhere. "Run," he murmured, his voice low, almost gentle- "tear yourself apart trying to escape..." A pause. I felt his presence lean closer, darker, consuming. "...but you were never running away, Celeste." His grip tightened just slightly. "You were only ever finding your way back to me."

Celeste, a fallen Angel, falls into the world of Twisted Wonderland. She and her new companion, Grim, end up helping the students at Night Raven College who are under the impression that she is human. Will she fall in love with a mortal along the way? This is a romance but an extremely slow burn one, the love interest probably won't appear for a few chapters (although he is briefly in chapter 1). Sorry I have OCD and have to start at the beginning. Also, this helps explain the lore. TWISTED WONDERLAND CHARACTERS BELONG TO Disney AND ARE NOT MINE! Characters are also aged up to at least 18, just because I like it better that way.

In a world where darkness hides behind power, Kaelith Virex, a ruthless mafia king feared by all is not just a man, but a demon king bound to the human realm. Cold, merciless, and untouchable, he has never known weakness... until he sees Nyra Vale, a timid and innocent girl who should have never crossed his path. What begins as an obsession soon turns into something far more dangerous. Drawn into his violent world, Nyra finds herself trapped between fear and an unexplainable pull toward the monster who claims her. But Kaelith's secrets run deeper than blood and crime his true nature threatens not just her life, but her soul. As love twists into possession and darkness begins to consume them both, Nyra must decide will she escape the devil... or become his queen? 🖤

In the glass-walled city of Silvaris, perfection is a death sentence. For generations, the Kingdom of Rhothnia has thrived on a lie. The Great River provides life, the False Gods provide peace, and the Crown provides order. But the cost of this "Perfect Peace" is paid in blood. Every year, the Harvest claims the souls of the young to seal the Aporia-a creeping void that threatens to erase reality itself. Aeris Valren is the Golden Girl. With her sage-green eyes and delicate grace, she was born to be the Perfect Heir, destined to marry the Crown Prince and secure her family's legacy. She is the Earth-unwavering, grounded, and entirely unaware that she is being groomed as a "Battery," a living sacrifice to be plugged into a dying world. Danika Valren is the Shadow. The second daughter, marked for the Harvest, she was prepared to die until a reckless Prince claimed her for himself. She is the Ice-sharp, cold, and fueled by a lifetime of resentment for the sister who stayed in the light. When a forbidden ledger reveals the truth behind their father's death and the King's cannibalistic reign, the sisters must flee into the Ash-Wastes. Tethered by a Soul-Bond to the Golden Prince she left behind, Aeris is hunted by the King's Inquisitors. But her greatest danger might be standing right beside her. Prince Enryx, the dark catalyst of their rebellion, promises her freedom and power. He claims he wants a revolution, but his eyes betray a darker hunger. He doesn't just want to tear down his father's throne-he wants to possess the Earth itself. One sister must rise to save a world that tried to kill her. The other must decide if she would rather watch it burn. In a land where reality is being erased, the only thing more dangerous than the void... is the truth.

Adaline, an ordinary girl caught in the dangerous, ruthless world of danger. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she inadvertently crosses paths with Draven, whose violent life is built on secrets, power, and control. Caught between loyalty and passion, Adaline is forced to navigate a maze of deceit and danger as she becomes entwined in Draven's ruthless world. But in a life filled with betrayal, enemies, and violence, playing with fire may cost them everything. (Male Villain Oc X Fem Oc)