A Gorgeous Villain Novels & Stories

I didn't need to turn around to know he had arrived. Kelvin Aldoracco. For a heartbeat, I froze in shock at what my eyes beheld. He was far too handsome, the kind of beautiful that was overwhelming, almost impossible to understand. His features were sharp and sculpted, perfectly placed in a way that felt unfair. There was a scar grazing his jaw that only heightened the vibes of danger wafting off of him. He was the villain in every story. The monster hiding in plain sight. And today, I was marrying him.

He still seemed to be as sharp as his name. Before this, I didn’t know that a man could look very alluring, too. Blade had smooth bronze skin and despite being locked up in this place for a long time, his body was still in good shape. He had the face that was more beautiful and more captivating than any woman. Even standing beside him could make a woman feel inferior. He was a proof that looks could truly be deceiving. With the devil’s face, no one would think he was a sinner, that he had killed hundreds of people in his desire to rule the world.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

And that was exactly what was happening as I placed the dumbbells down and simply stared at the Greek God that was my mate. Goddess, how the hell was this guy so beautiful? Not only did he have handsome features, his body was ripped to perfection as well, not an ounce of fat in sight. It was almost unfair how utterly perfect he was. I'd be super jealous of it all if he wasn't my mate and all mine to do with as I pleased.

From his possession to his lust-driven touch. He is an Alpha male. He's a breathing, walking, and talking predator, all decked out in an expensive Armani suit, with sin written all over his face. I am not a sinner, but I quickly find myself wanting to become one, and it scares the shit out of me. Don Alessandro Valentino is the dark, the danger, the connection to a life I want no part of. He is everything I shouldn’t want and the lure I simply can’t resist…

The sight twisted something deep inside him. "Gloria, you're so damn dumb," Victor said aloud, staring into her captured eyes. She wore a stunning ivory gown that hugged her natural hourglass figure perfectly, her waist-length brown hair cascading in soft waves, her sweet smile lighting up the room like sunshine. He couldn't deny it—she'd been exceptionally beautiful that day, ethereal even.

Sigh e_e I mean, I’m not annoyed or anything about their plot progressions. I mean, ‘The Villainess is My Lover’ has one of the best written plots in my opinion, because the protagonist, despite being evil, fits the criteria of a villainess that many would love. Beautiful, sassy, intelligent, a queen, and people might not see it, but she’s also passionate, despite his cold demeanour. The scenario during their war with Andorhal was written pleasantly, including the interactions between Carter and Minerva.

A vile person shouldn't have such great hair or beautiful eyes that could compel you to stare at them for eternity. I thought he was spruce and princely, exceptionally dangerous yet devastatingly easy-on-the-eyes. He looked gracious and pulchritudinous. Your vocabulary works fine by seeing our enemy, great! A tiny voice crept into my mind and I pushed it away. He was the 'I will trample on your heart kind of stunning, not the I will buy you flowers and make sweet love to you kind'

Towering and broad-shouldered, his tall frame is sculpted to perfection—his slim waist tapering into long, lean legs that move with the poised elegance of a predator. His face is a masterpiece, chiseled like that of a Greek god, with high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and full, sensual lips. Piercing eyes ... .dark and enigmatic…held the kind of intensity that made hearts stutter, while his tousled hair, rich and thick, frames his divine features with casual perfection. Every inch of him radiates power, danger, and breathtaking beauty. “That man is fucking handsome!” Valentina whispers, clearly stunned. “I'll do anything to have him in my bed! I'll sell my soul if I have to!” Gianna says dre

For a brief moment, Anisia found herself completely lost in the deep hazel eyes of that man in front of her. Breathtaking was an understatement, that man was drop dead hot, sexy and gorgeous. She had met numerous people throughout her life but she never found someone so beautiful and beguiling just at first glance. This man looked like a character in a book which she had fantasized countless times in her head. Hot, deadly, desirable…but not as a hero but as the sinfully handsome villain.