Marvel: The Villain

Who doesn't like Miller Hill everyone does except from Charlotte Davies, who is always cold. But behind her solitude attitude they say don't judge a book by it cover. Find out what happen from the villan

Quinn, a sweet, social and bubbly turned cold and became a badass. She changed to protect herself caused of the dark past experience with guys she once trusted. Evander will come into her life will become her greatest enemy, the villain of her life, but fate brought something for them, she fell for him but too late before she found out a devastating truth about him. What dirty secret of the villain is about to unfold? And how will it affect the badass?

One night has changed everything in Sophia’s life. The night where she finds herself saving a villain in distress! A whirlpool of events has happened tangling their worlds even more that she found herself signing a deal with the devil.Raw romance, a whole messy kind of sexiness, and an undeniable attraction are suddenly served hot for her!Everyone should have been given the warning: the odds of dating of a villain is low—but never zero.

Everyone thinks Lilian Kane has the perfect life. She’s a renowned doctor, celebrated for her unmatched healing abilities. Married to Alexander Kane—better known as Hyperion, the leader of the Prime Order, Earth’s greatest protectors—Lilian’s life, from the outside, looks like a dream. The envy of millions. But being married to a hero isn’t as perfect as it seems. Especially when that hero may not be the man everyone believes him to be. One beautiful night. One romantic evening. That was all Lilian Kane wanted. but fate had other plans. Because what began as a perfect night quickly became a nightmare Captured by her husband’s greatest enemy, who claims to love her, Lilian is forced to confront the impossible. The villain insists that everything she thought she knew about Hyperion—her hero, her husband—is a lie. Now, Lilian Kane faces an impossible choice: to continue living the illusion she’s known for years or to team up with a villian she should despise and fight for the truth. In the end, doing the right thing may not be as simple as she once believed.

In the Kingdom of Avelune, no one dies without warning. Every soul is born beneath a glowing number, counting down the exact day death will come. Elara Veyne has no number at all. She's spent her life feared for it, until she locks eyes with a stranger in the rain who shouldn't be standing at all. His number reads zero. He's breathing anyway. And when he looks at her, it isn't with fear. It's with recognition. His name is Kael Draven. The kingdom calls him the Black Villain, a man rumored to have killed thousands and to be impossible to kill himself. He tells her she's late, as if she was always meant to arrive. He knows her name before she speaks it. Details about her life no stranger could know. Every instinct tells Elara to run. But Kael keeps finding her. Keeps saving her from dangers he predicts before they happen. And the longer she stays near him, the more the world unravels: a woman who dies and wakes the next morning with no memory of it, a painting centuries old bearing both their faces exactly as they look now, dreams of a golden room she's certain she's never seen and somehow knows by heart. Piece by piece, the truth surfaces. Elara has lived this life before. Died in it, over and over, in ways she cannot remember and Kael cannot forget. Behind his violence is a man who has spent three centuries choosing to love her again, every time the world takes her from him. Now something ancient is waking, and it has decided they are both mistakes to correct. Elara is the reason the world keeps breaking. Stopping it might mean losing the one person who has never let her go.

I transmigrated into the role of a gorgeous villainess, tasked with tormenting my childhood buddies. I forced Maddox, Mr. Tough Guy, into putting on a sexy dress, essentially killing his chances of a social life. I grabbed the bottom of the ever-aloof Zane and made him red in the face. I kicked Damian, the crybaby, into the ground, and all he could do was glare at me through his tearful eyes. My aggressive antics only fueled their resentment. “One of these days, I’ll get you.” I winked at them without a care. “I’ll be waiting.” The day they crossed paths with the female lead would be the day I left this world. Their revenge didn’t scare me one bit. Little did I know, the time would come when I would be proven wrong. While I scrambled to get away in tears, he said softly, “Save your strength. The night is still young.”