All The Villains Novels & Stories

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 . ' oh so it was that guy , he's way better than that idíót fiance of mine , let's go see how he looks like ' she thought before leaving the principal's office . She preferred him over the male lead ,a million times . At least he wasn't an hypocrite. There's nothing anyone can tell her that would make her like that Lance. He was the one who turned Jade into a Villian. The moment she went out ,she was ambushed by Lilith who was growing impatient already .

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.

"Your Majesty, the investigation regarding the poisoning of Serena Blackwood is complete. It was a conspiracy hatched between the Cui and Pei families. The evidence is irrefutable. I ask for judgment." *Bam!* King Alaric slammed his fist onto the armrest, the sound echoing like thunder. "Beta Prime Marcus! Elder Pei! Explain yourselves!" The two older wolves immediately dropped to one knee, baring their necks in submission. "Your Majesty! We are wrongly accused!" Beta Prime Marcus turned his glare on Zane. "Enforcer Zane, you overstep! My family and the Pei pack have been loyal for generations. Why do you slander us with these lies?"

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.

The threat of her hatred would be appeased. It was time. I took a deep breath and started. “I, Scarlett...—” Oh my god. Oh no. No, no, no, no.... This couldn’t be happening right now. I didn’t know Scarlett’s last name. Why the hell would I remember the random surname of a secondary villain? Truthfully, I couldn’t recall it being mentioned in the book at all. Did I even need it? Maybe I could still break the pack bond without stating my last name.

"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.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

“He’s delusional. The north isn’t some chessboard for him to play on.” I stay silent, my eyes narrowing as I listen to Marcellus go on. He starts to pace the room now. “We’ll need allies,” he says, stopping at the head of the table. “The other mafia leaders will want in on this, but we’ll make sure they know who’s in charge. The alliance isn’t about power sharing; it’s about domination.” “Domination?” I mutter, a small smirk pulling at the corner of my mouth. “He thinks he’s got the game figured out.”

Alexander's eyes swept the deck, recognizing faces from the most-wanted posters—murderers, thieves, the worst of the worst. There was Leighton, the infamous Bomber, with a rap sheet of explosions stretching into the double digits and a death toll to match. There was Alvin, the arms dealer, responsible for funneling weapons into Yarica. There was also Elena, the deadly Black Widow, weaving webs of deceit in marriages only to kill for cash. It was as if by some twisted stroke of fate, all those villains were packed into one place. Alexander pondered whether he should play the hero and rid the world of those vermin.