A Gorgeous Villain Novels & Stories

In that moment a realization dawned upon me and I froze momentarily. Shit! Isadore? That Isadore? Are you kidding me? No wonder he looked familiar. I had seen a description of a beautiful man with brilliant blond hair and golden eyes like the sun god Apollo in the original novel. Gosh, don't tell me this man was the Grand Duke Isadore Leon Esteban, one of the main villains in this novel, other than Bella. I blinked anxiously while secretly taking in his appearance. Those hair and eye color, his God-like beauty, and even his name. I couldn't be wrong. It was definitely him.

“Gross! I don't even know what they see in him, even my step sister, Sang hee has her room covered with his pictures and posters. Just so annoying!" “Well he is handsome, rich and famous. I guess these are the things people see," Vivian said and I rolled my eyes. “He is not that handsome," I said and Vivian 's eyes dilated. “I am not so sure about that. He might be an asshole but the man is one very fine specimen," Vivian said and she is always one to tell the truth. “Whatever." Though I hate to admit it. The bastard is actually very good looking but his character is equally as ugly.

I lean closer to the mirror, applying another coat of lipstick… bloodred and unapologetic. The color bleeds across my lips, transforming my mouth into something both beautiful and lethal. My eyes are rimmed with black, making my irises look almost supernatural in their intensity. Cold. Calculating. Unflinching. These are the eyes of a woman with nothing left to lose. The thought curls my lips into a smile that doesn't reach those eyes. I step back, assessing the final product. The world wants a villain? I'll give them one they'll never forget!

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured

He stabs into my stomach, leaning in with his weight as he speaks next to my ear, "After sparing your life and giving you a home, you repay me with disobedience. Don't worry though, I'll make sure you never make such a mistake again, my precious pet." He twists the blade sharply, causing me to gasp. My head falls forward and I watch as he slowly pulls the blade from my body. My blood pouring out like a small waterfall. That's when I realize that I'm completely naked. My body a blank canvas for whatever the hell he has planned. I pray I bleed out before he can slowly torture me, but instead I watch in semi-horror as my wounds close quickly. Too quickly. Even for a werewolf, I shouldn't be hea

"Girls are flinging themselves at him, my God. I guess he has good looks." "They can have him," I muttered angrily. In our world, a charming appearance frequently concealed a monster inside. The elite females noticed his wealth and fine beauty. They believed the bad boy aura to be a prank. His predator-like charisma won them over because it exuded strength. They were unaware that beyond the haughty smirk lied blood and tragedy. I got up quickly. "I must speak with Umberto."

Kind of like a hazel, but they had more color to them. His dark-chocolate brown hair was parted and arched at the top, like one of those f-boy hairstyles. He wasn't an f-boy, though. He just liked the style. But a lot of girls thought he was cute and had total crushes on him. I was surprised he was still single. He was funny, nice, smart, and good-looking.

he said in a generous manner and did not look away. Even if Waverly had turned into ashes, she would never forget his face. He had a beautiful face unlike a villain's. He had a cunning smile that was able to make any girl go crazy. A mysterious yet powerful aura gave him an enchanting character. Once he is happy, he becomes a person that is respected and envied by plenty, even liked by elders. However, she knew of the vile nature under his facade, which was the complete opposite of his appearance. He was like a vixen who was good at bewitching others.

Making me a cheating whore, even willing to throw herself at the man that held me captive. He stumbled back at first, a little surprised, and looked at me with those unfairly intense eyes! Why the hell did all villains have beautiful eyes and bodies anyway? A low whisper answered, and I was unsure if it was my subconsciousness or Drifta, “ Is he, though? A villain?” This threw me off just long enough for him to regain his balance and lift my chin up to look at him. “You never rejected him, did you?”

"I contemplate the woman." She makes a slightly disguised gesture; he eats my traveling companion. I must admit that he is not bad. It is not a typical beauty out of Greek novels far from it. It's more Damon style from the vampire series. You know he's good, but it's his presence and dark personality that make him more attractive. I lift my eyestoward above. "How shameless."