Akumatized Villains の小説・ストーリー

He stood up and started pacing around. “I mean, why else would everyone be so unnecessarily mean to me? Especially my parents. Why would they allow our servants to be mean to me? Our hair colors look straight out of an anime. And the karamats, they are called karamats but they are obviously different powers based on two of the most popular animated series. This is all a setup for a long-winded revenge plot where first I go through the wringer and then I get powers, then I go through more sh** and then after the readers are p***ed beyond measure, then I satisfy them by getting revenge on anyone and everyone who wronged me.”

“Release the Aqrabuamelus and Camazotz. Stop them from reaching the other side of the mountain.” The Aqrabuamelus, also known as the scorpion men, were described to have astronomical proportions, with their heads supposedly touching the sky, and their mere glances resulting in death. However, they were also depicted as nominally benevolent beings who warned travelers of any danger in their future journeys. But they were currently under the black magic of Pricus, and there’s no way these creatures would let any of them pass through the mountain alive. On the other hand, Camazotz are purely evil entities with the sole aim to cause terror. They are also known as death bats, who have a deep thir

He heard her dying words, ‘It’s not their fault, they are what their packs made them,’ but his wolf is Alpha, his instinct supersedes what Matteau knows to be right or moral. The Kutkatasina have been recruiting rogues for generations. I don’t know how they do it, how they control the uncontrollable. This human force has grown in power and numbers with such speed it makes my head spin. They have groups all over, witches and werewolves have been taken and tuned against their own, and the number of packs and covens destroyed by these hateful men is rising rapidly.

Many women pass out due to too much 'joy. As if that was such a thing, though she never had the pleasure of experiencing it herself. They were considered enemies of the Kingdom of Tamman. They were conniving, cunning and deceitful. They were also alluring beings, and that is precisely what made them dangerous. They had speed. The Ayacques were even considered faster than the Vampyres. The Vampyres are actually a watered-down version of the Ayacques. They were considered failures. And the Ayacques never surrendered to the throne.

Eleanor flinched, as if he’d struck her. Richard’s voice dropped further, raw and uneven. “They’re not like the Yakuzas you know. They don’t believe in control only chaos. They’re not driven by honor or money, only vengeance. Every single one of them is mentally unstable. If they truly raised the children I had with Amara…” He stopped mid-sentence, dragging both hands through his greying hair, trembling slightly. “…then they’ve created demons not people. Demons built to kill me.” Silence. Only the ticking clock on the wall dared to move.

Fantasy. I can fantasize all day long about having a big strong man, sweep me off my feet. Love, honor and cherish me and my kids till our last days. But there is just no way that is real. Plus, this particular book reminds me of my life with my ex husband. The villain vampire Samael.. Manipulative, controlling, excessive, and has a temper. Talon. Always reminded me of Samael. He was mean. Degrading. Abusive. Manipulative. And most importantly evil.

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.

He worked for whoever paid the most, even if he was a zombie or even possessed, what he wanted was money. It was then, they couldn't get his wife, who was the old-fashioned way, didn't want to make a complaint, their children who were beaten didn't want to either... She was an ancient villain who was called the black widow of the rich, because she related to countless needy rich people and without contact with other people, they were totally isolated, these people who were abandoned were their victims, as far as they knew that their nickname and nickname, was the so-called Whisperers of Kurayami, in which he killed several people around the city.

he said with a proud smile on his face, which only looked disgusting with his rotten flesh. "The creatures I created turned against me. The eldest was the most rebellious one. But my youngest was angry yet he calmed down. He always acted in the interests of his people rather than his own. He gradually forgot the woman when he found his fated mate. But Amdis rejected his fated mate and brewed a revenge plot. But Lazarus, the calm one, turned out to be the most vicious one." Vrykolakas eyes turned sinister. Among them all, Lenora was scared that his eyeballs would roll out of his body and look gorier than he already was.