Bad Villain Profile Novels & Stories

He knew exactly what he looked like, and how that was affecting me. Attraction aside, I would never forget the type of man he was. He wasn't in league with actual Darkness like Nadia, but that did not make him pure and good as a whole. Washed in shades of grey, as the voices in the cavern had once told me. Dain Viotto, or the Game Master as he had become over the course of one hundred and seventy years, was the most dangerous person in this world.

But one thing was I for sure, this ocre is planning something really malicious. I exactly don't know what... but yeah he is one bad guy. Axel was the type of evil that preyed on the less fortunate. He was the living definition of scum. He was a fraud who earned his way to the top by ruining other people's lives. He was a coward, not a businessman. My Capo worked hard for what he had. Instead of ruining lives, he thrived to help others. I still remember when once Luca told me,they give alot to Charities in Africa...

I stared at the soulless man, that the senior boys from our school usually bullied and always had a fake smile for us but turned out to be a rapist and murderer, "Yes." "Thank you for your bravery, Samantha."

Unknown POV "I have something you may want" told the onlooker looking up the lean and slender body of there soon to be partner in crime. "Oh really and how do you know what I want?" the person frowned inquiring back. "Well for one, I know that your a sadistic pig who wants the same thing that I want which is revenge and I can give you that and so much more" the advancer smirked licking there dry lustful lips. "And why would I want revenge?" the individual glared.

Then again, what do molested kids look like? “Hey,” I say and clear my throat. Small talks shouldn’t be this hard. I point to his tray. “Tastes nice, huh?” His head raises from his plate, I shrivel when his cold eyes meet mine. I will pick Ben’s glare over his. The dark eyeliner. Black lipstick. Jet black hair. Spiky hair and boots. Everything about him screams evil and gothic. He stands, I am about to apologise when he walks out on us with both hands clenching his tray. Maria giggles when he stops in front of the trash can and empties his meal into it. He turns once to send me his middle finger.

Is this what he thought I would hate him for. "Why would I ever tell someone im related to you!" He sneered at Bane. Bane just keept that same smirk on his face. "Well, since he won't tell you I will. Im Bane. The Vampire King." I stood there shocked he's the one I need to fight against, and he's Cam damn brother.

, he answered boastfully. I scoffed, " Or maybe he knew you would find out, he was only trying to get your attention. I can never tell with you two". I opened the laptop passing it to him as he settled on my bed. He scanned the documents, squinting at the picture of Terry Gonzalez. "He's like the master kingpin or something, very ruthless according to my research", I informed him. He nodded holding my gaze, " He's more than just ruthless, he is a masochist. He literally has no value of human life".

He was a drug lord and he was trafficking girls, and I knew that Alicia wasn’t safe around him. The thought of what he could have done to her made my skin crawl. I felt sick and so lost at the same time. What was Alicia doing in Bogotá? I had no answers to all the questions that I had. I was so mad and the only thing that I wanted at that moment was to put a bullet in his head. Smash had declared a huge war and I knew that the only person who would come out alive in the war was me—killing him was now at the top of my bucket list. An hour later, I pulled over to my driveway and went straight to bed but I couldn’t sleep that night, trying to come up with a way to save Alicia.

Von had asked, sounding surprised. “Yes, the Dealer,” I responded. “What do you know about him?” Von had asked with deep curiosity. “I never met him or saw his face. Only those interested in doing drugs ever got to see him, so I can’t say what he looks like, but what he does is recruit helpless and hopeless lads in the streets. Not for anything good, but to introduce them to drugs, and when they attempt to back out, he brutally murders them. When they snitch, they never survive it. When they fail, they are never getting a second chance,” I had described explicitly. “Father, he is dangerous and brutal. He doesn’t care about the lives of those lads, and if you hadn’t taken me out of there, I m

I said hinting a bit of hatred upon remembering the things he did to me. "Ah, I have heard you talk about Mister Big Bad Enzo before, tell me more about him" "Well if you gonna join the Italian mafia, I might as well let you know some useful information". "Enzo is basically my enemy even if he's my father, he is a wicked man and shows no emotion. It's like he is the devil and he doesn't even care about his own family" I stated. "I meant like what bad things have he done before?" "Killed millions of people, does drug trafficking, raped women and tried killing his own daughter and many more"