Aurora Villain Novels & Stories

But stronger. “This isn’t over.” Victor’s voice dropped. “No.” Their eyes locked. War. Real war. Not business. Not strategy. Something deeper. More dangerous. Victor leaned in one last time. And whispered— “Then next time…” His voice turned cold. “Don’t come unprepared.” Aurora didn’t flinch. Because now— She wasn’t just fighting for a company. She was fighting for her identity. All of them. And as Victor turned to leave—

"Aurora, get back, get back now." She didn't get back. The rogues closest to her froze first, one of them going utterly still mid-swing, eyes locking onto her like he recognized something in her that terrified him more than the guards ever had. A second one backed a full step away, snarling something low to the third that Aurora couldn't make out over the noise. She didn't know what they saw when they looked at her. Whatever it was, two of the three broke off and ran for the treeline instead of pressing forward, and the third went down hard under Darius's remaining guard the second his attention split.

After all, their effect is only to scare Aurora, when the effect is over, he doesn't want to bother. "Please don't do such bad things, Nolan. You killed people, you ruined the lives of so many people." Aurora couldn't hold it anymore and burst into tears. "Is that so? Because I'm the villain in your and Phelan's love? Should I do something scarier?" Standing in front of Aurora, Nolan's voice involuntarily became slow, he also gathered his savagery. "No, no... What do I have to do for you to stop. I really can't take it anymore." Aurora tries to beg him.

She would have done just that if she was still human, a weak girl who was at the mercy of her uncle. But now, she isn’t that old Charlotte. She is the Luna of the Blue Orchid pack and Alpha of the nameless pack of supernatural species. So she reigned her anger and instead, let the wave of her power scream in her stead. She watches with mild satisfaction and amusement as the power fills the dungeons and her uncle is forced to get on his knees. If not for the slight touch of Azraiel’s fingers on her back, she wouldn’t have stopped until Arthur screamed.

my alcohol-induced brain screamed. Aurora—this girl—had medium long, dark hair, hazel brown eyes, and almost olive skin. Everything about her was delightful, vibrant, and verdant. In fact, her appearance justified the meaning of her name—the dawn. How in the name of hell did she end up killing people was beyond me. Not that I was judging her, but the cruel act seemed slightly beyond her. I sensed that wheedling out of this situation would be slightly impossible because Viktor wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. If he had the urgency to drive himself here for this at 2 AM in the morning, he was dead serious.

"Yeah, he's my real-life hero." Quade hummed and his playful grin morphed into something a little more sinister, "I'm not much of a fan of heroes. I've always told my girl, it's the villain that will burn down the world for you, damn the consequences." "That's a bit extreme." Quade shrugged, "Sometimes people need to feel an extreme kind of love." Victor glowered at Quade. This time he didn't ask for my hand, he took it and weaved our fingers together before baring his teeth as his friend.

She kept hitting her but Aurora did not fight. “Now, you let yourself impregnate with some random guy?!” What is she talking about? I frowned quizzically. Is Aurora expecting a child? Could the child mine? I should ask her! I approached them and suddenly Aurora lost consciousness and was about to fall on the floor. Luckily, I was there to catch her. I immediately carried her in my arms, in a bridal style. “Anna! That’s enough!” My voice thundered. “Yvan. Good thing you’re here. Make this woman’s life miserable. He cheated on your nephew. She’s nothing but a lowly gold digger.” Anna said hysterically.

she asks softly. I sigh. “You made a mistake, Aurora. A really bad one. Trying to negotiate with the Wendigos—going to their pack like that. They’re not people you can reason with. They’re dangerous, manipulative, selfish bastards. You shouldn’t have gone there for a cure, even if it was for Damien.” Her expression falters, and she looks down. Her fingers twitch before reaching into her pocket as she pulls her hand out and brings out a small glass vial filled with faint blue liquid.

“One man took down the three of you?” Tony swallowed hard. Before he could respond, Richard exploded. “I swear to God, I will kill every single one of you incompetent bastards!” he roared, ending the call. He stormed to the window, staring out at the city lights below. “Who is behind this?” he muttered darkly. “Who the hell is pulling these strings?” A name surfaced in his mind. Aurora. For the first time in a long while, real fear settled into Richard’s chest. And it terrified him.

“Aurora, we have to take it easy. We don’t have to believe everything she says.” She turned to me, her eyes burning with frustration. “Seriously, Ryan? We have to believe her. How else would she know what happened to me three or four days ago? How does she know about my mother? How does she know about Elliot?” She took a shaky breath. “How does this even happen?” I wasn’t sure what to say. “She must have figured it out somehow.” Aurora let out a dry laugh, shaking her head. “No, Ryan. She didn’t figure anything out. She knows.” Her voice trembled. “I’m a witch and a werewolf.”