All The Villains Novels & Stories

For him to have such power and resources, Arianna finally came to the conclusion, Marcel was in the Mafia. "Don't monsters deserve to be loved?" "What?" Arianna was stunned by that question. By the way, when did their conversation move in this direction? "In every story and fairy tale, the good ones always have their happy ending. Why does no one write about the villains? We, the villains, are the reason the plot seems interesting in the first place yet no one tells of our contribution nor creates our happy ending. Why's that?" By the time Marcel was through with his question, Arianna's jaw had already dropped to the ground.

The villains didn’t just attack randomly. They came with a message. —END OF CHAPTER 4— A single shadowy symbol burned itself into the ground where the villains vanished, and it spelt one word: “AWAKEN.”

Whatever evil act took place wasn't the doing of Tina only and if there was any punishment to be mented, it was going to be done equally. It had already started with Tina but both Bella and Roxy had no idea about it. Bella and Roxy were both fond of staying up late just like Tina. It could be more of the reasons why they became friends; they literary had almost everything in common. Bella and Roxy were simultaneously up on their beds with their gazes buried in their phones whiles they surf through social media with it being their habit.

There were bruises all over her face and her body. "I said what is going on here?" Ryder asked using his alpha command. The girls couldn't stand it and they immediately went on their knees with their neck bent in submission. "she insulted us so we decided to fight with her to show her that a prisoner can't insult us and go scot free." Vero answered while trembling. "So you call four people ganging up against one person fighting?" Ryder asked them. They kept quiet and difficult say anything. "I don't have time for this. What are your names?" he asked them.

We believed we could attack the main devil after attacking the creatures and killing the majority of them. Only to discover that we are indeed in a corner because we had no idea that the people we eliminated had kept rising despite falling. "What in the hell?" "You know, going in cold and attacking first is never a good idea.” I couldn't help but gasp when the Alchemist stated, "So I introduce my creation, they have been injected with my immortal vessel and neither of them would die." No matter what we do or how we try to attack these monsters, they always come back and reciprocate by attacking us.

Alpha Evan explained, asking what he wanted to at the end while Miss Lillian listened attentively, clearly willing to help as much as she could. Her brows furrowed as she thought about it. "I do know of a war like that. It was between three werewolf packs, and a witch coven out in the woods. From what I know, they were a bunch of powerful witches, so three packs had joined forces to take them down. They had been performing some sort of magic that had apparently been dangerous according to the surrounding werewolf packs and they had deemed it necessary to bring those witches down," Miss Lillian explained, her frown deepening as she spoke.

The woman smiled before replying " well he told us not to tell you who he was but I would like you to thank him properly so it's right to tell you his name , It's Darryl Matthew" " Darryl !!!" She was shocked . Wait , wasn't he that famous basketball? he was always indifferent towards her though and yes he was the Villîan in the book . He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads .

She was like an angel captured in the devil's bed. A willing angel in the devil's bed. Mine. I’d never give her up. I didn’t give a fuck who I’d have to ruin or kill. She was my perfection. The best part was that she’d let me because she wanted to be mine. My enemies called me the Villainous Kingpin. The devil in a three-piece-suit. She just called me hers. She loved me, just the way I was. And God knew I loved her just the way she was. My most beautiful perfection.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

"Why does everyone always bully me? They are all so evil!" The amber glow of the streetlights spills across Luna's heavily flushed, tear-stained face, making her look incredibly fragile and profoundly wronged. Iris sighs, crouching down beside her. "Don't worry. People like that will eventually get what is coming to them." "No, they won't," Luna whispers, violently shaking her head. "The bad guys only ever get to live better lives." Iris doesn't respond. The truth is that Luna is absolutely right. In their twisted, elite world, the villains—the ones who possess zero regard for anyone else's suffering—almost always win.