Akumatized Villains Novels & Stories

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.

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

They cursed her memory, cursed her line, and wiped her presence from the pack records as if she were a plague. I pause, looking down at my hands— hands that are whole, unburned, but trembling. "And because her blood ran in my veins, every single drop of that foul reputation was poured directly onto my shoulders." I was no longer the quiet girl who brewed chamomile for sleepless pups. Overnight, I became the villainess’s spawn. I was the child of the shameless woman who tried to steal Captain Rosante. Whenever I walked down the paths, the elders sneered, shielding their children as if my very presence were contagious.

But insane people were often way more dangerous than sane people. "I won't let you." Amos hissed between gritted teeth. He protectively placed himself in front of Azalia, his eyes turning black as his hand moved to the sword fastened to his side. The black eyes were a facial characteristic of Shachor people, dark creatures who had decimated Zahav people hundreds of years ago, and Azalia wondered if Amos used them in order to intimidate Nahash and Leor or in order to get into a battle mindset. It didn't seem to work as Nahash only sneered at Amos. "You're just a weak Zahav." He arrogantly mocked as he pulled his own sword out of its sheath. "You really think you can stop me?"

Valaria asked stepping off of the elevator. “It’s a vile perversion of my species,” Okimi added, “A Kitsune that has done so much evil…” “That it becomes evil.” Stacy finished the sentence for her as Stacy could feel the anguish in Okimi’s very being, “It’s sole purpose is to cause mayhem and destruction, particularly to the lives of ones that have been cursed.” The group made their way to Grace’s lab, as they entered Valaria asked the question that everyone was thinking, “Cursed by whom?”

The scent of danger hung heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid stench of death. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what lay ahead. The Kabal was not a group to be trifled with, whenever you have corrupt government officials coming together, then you have the worst criminal organization, worse than any gang or syndicate. This was a whole new thing for me, I probably would have seen a gangster coming from miles away, but these people hold all the cards, they have the power to turn everything against you, and back it with the law. They were above us, and it was the natural order of things. They were the puppeteers, the masterminds behind the intricate web of crime that plagued Harmo

“These are some rogue faes Amelia. They were banished from the Kingdom of Uzgolith thousands of years back. They made their way to the realm of earth and stay in the northern parts mostly in order to avoid being discovered. The problem with them is that they retain their original powers, but they can’t go back to their Kingdom. So they use their powers to generate fear amongst the villagers in this area in order to loot their rations. After all they need to feed themselves and the real world isn’t easy. They have found that isolating small villages like these is the best.” Amelia stopped eating. She stared at Vargauz wondering how much did this man know. “But how could I kill him? I practica

“I learnt something since I was seriously investigating. You don’t know how much trouble I went to get to what I know.” “Just spill the beans.” “The Jamaerah have deep tied in the underworld; if you would describe it, they were like kings. Their methods for raising children weren’t normal. You know how the king had many children and now he has only three, of course except your beloved. Their skills dived deeper into deceit, hypocrisy, poison, killing whoever they opposed them, cruelty… To summarize, they were villains. If you acted like one, they were the real deal.” “Victor wasn’t like that.”

"But don't underestimate him. Whatever he wants from you, Miss Amber, I don't believe it's simply information. I believe he's testing how easily you might be maneuvered, and I'd rather you weren't." She left the garden with considerably more caution than she'd carried into it, the comfortable illusion of a contained, family-sized mystery replaced now with the colder understanding that she'd become a piece in a game being played by people considerably more patient, and considerably more practiced, than she'd initially allowed herself to believe. Whoever had orchestrated her father's warning hadn't needed to threaten her directly at all. They'd simply understood, with unsettling precision, exa

I said softly causing him to look over at me surprise on his features at my change in tone. "Real name is Kateus, also known as the sin of envy, due to jealous tendencies and grudges" I said taking a deep breath. "One of the main downfalls in humanity is the want for what others have making him one of the most dangerous sins because it doesn't matter who gets hurt in the process the only thing that is a priority is his own want to be better and higher then anything and everyone else around him" I said causing him to look almost ashamed.