Anime Villain Oc Novels & Stories

Any decent person would stand up against the Peerage on their own, without any promise of reward. But Edwina remembered who she was dealing with. Alexander Claiborne was a villain. He wasn’t afraid to use and abuse people to get what he wanted. This behavior should come as no surprise. “To who?” Her voice was flat. She would give him what he wanted. She would do whatever it takes to down the Peerage. “Didn’t I make that clear last night?” Edwina stared quizzically. He seemed genuinely confused as if this question had already been answered.

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

In that moment Ally felt like an object. A blinding light appeared and as the light died she could make out a figure. It was a massive and winged. A pair of human feet walked over the glass towards them and seemed to leave the owner unaffected. Ally instinctively put the little boy behind her and began walking away from what was now two men. A demon and a black winged angel. “It was me, Gabriel. Leader of the army of heaven.” His voice boomed. She had never seen two better looking men in the same room.

I barked at Luciano. "Yes, he did," Luciano started to explain, "but I never said that person was Re." "What do you mean?" I snarled at him. "Who was that person if it was not Re?" "That vampire was Owen, not Re," Luciano explained. "No one has seen Re in centuries. I do not think most people know what even Re looks like." Luciano continued to talk. This is crazy! Who the fuck is this Owen guy now? Another player, another unknown face?

I pondered. Slowly, I turned back to see the man who had met me in the kitchen. He was staring at me with those dark soulful eyes. But why did the man call him alpha? I asked myself. He can't be Giovanni, right? As the realization began to sink into me, my eyes widened. "Y-your w-water…" I stammered. "Take it back. I don't need it anymore" He spoke with eyes staring intensely into mine. I stood there staring at him, unable to form a single word. My subconscious kept on screaming that the man I'd been referring to as a sexy giant was the alpha, Giovanni.

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.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

The call resonated through the trees, summoning her pack to converge on her location, their eager growls filling the air. Ava, with a surge of primal ferocity, aimed a precise strike at his vulnerable throat, unleashing a primal rage that coursed through her veins. The rest of the pack descended upon him with a voracious hunger, tearing into his flesh with savage determination. Limb from limb, they ripped apart the monstrous entity that had once been Royce DeVayne, leaving nothing but a gruesome testament to their vengeance. No longer a wolf in sheep's clothing, nor the tormented soul of Kate Rouen, Ava Anderson emerged from the shadows as the embodiment of the Okami. Her eyes burned with an

I shoved them off, grabbing my leather jacket from the floor and throwing it over my shoulders. "He’s compromised," Damien said, standing up and brushing the dust from his pristine suit. He didn't even look at his bleeding shoulders. He looked at the Council. "Look at him. He’s feral. He’s choosing a traitor over his duty. Aveline Carrington isn't just a girl; she’s a stain on the Bloodshade line. And as long as she breathes in his house, Matteo Valentino is unfit to lead."

“It’s really sad, to be honest. After everything my uncle did for you, after you swore loyalty to him for saving your life... this is how you repay him? By hurting his niece?” He leaned forward so his arms were on the desk, looking reluctant to even answer. “Look, kid... I have a lot of respect for your uncle. Of course, I do. Goddess knows how much he helped me but—" “—But you’d prefer to give your loyalty to Liam instead?” she interrupted, pushing him into feeling guilty. “A purebred Alpha child who was born with a golden spoon in their mouth? What could he possibly offer that’s worth more than your sworn loyalty?”