Bad Villain Profile Novels & Stories

“ Attention everyone!!! I have something to tell everyone. I’m guessing everyone here knows out beloved and sweet Saskia right? Well let me tell you something, she’s not what you think she is “ he said while laughing. The next thing he says broke me completely…. “ you wanna know the real her I will tell you!!! Cowen over here is the biggest whore in this school. She slept with my best friend while he still had a girlfriend. She’s so broken that her own family doesn’t love her. Her whole family is falling apart and she can’t do nothing about it. Her mother cheated with her father with her boss which in fact was married and was her husband best friend, what do you think about that guys? She’

Personal Assistant, huh? I recognized him before he opened his trap. I would be a dope if I couldn’t pinpoint a key player. Behind that smiling and approachable persona was a tricky, cunning, and vicious man. The man of exploited malice. Giannini’s top dog. No known origin, no family, everything about the man’s identity was astutely fabricated lies, from his sob parents’ accidental death to his benevolence-dripping grin. I would entertain the sleazy rodent but I was past patience, and I’d a valid excuse to leave so, of course, I didn't give him or his extended hand more protocol than a raised brow.

I'll put the demons in shame because I'm too hot to be in there. What I have in mind was my mission. I am the only one who can save humanity because I am Vad Wagner. I am the best in my craft. What will happen to them if I die? As of the moment, it's hard to find someone better than me. No one can even reach my level. I don't want to brag, just being honest. I can't lose track of Lambo, the one I've been chasing for quite some time now. He was the leader of a notorious gang that was spreading all over the country. His wealth came from child trafficking, illegal gambling, drug deals, and countless heinous crimes.

Dorian is an alpha, which means he’s the only one who would be able to fight me for my alpha status. I tried to befriend him once, but he wouldn’t say a word. He never bothers anyone, but he isn’t a sociable guy either. Sometimes at night, we could hear him crying out in rage. I remember a few days after he arrived, the doctors forced him to take a shower. I guess he refused because the doctors dosed him with a relaxant and dragged him to the showers. We were made to watch. It was a way to show us what happens to people who turn against the Institute. When they stripped him down, we saw a bevy of scars on his body. It looked like someone tried to carve him up. At some point, he came awake a

"Well, well, if it isn't the mighty Zervos Beta. To what do I owe this call?" The voice is impudent and laidback, dripping with barely concealed mockery. I grind my teeth, fury rising at the blatant disrespect. But I swallow my pride, knowing there's nothing I can do about it. Not with this man. This is no ordinary rogue. He's one of the most brutal, a creature of nightmares that even other werewolves fear. Cruel and merciless, he's the go-to for those who need the dirtiest of work done. His influence over the rogue population - the outcasts, the criminals, those exiled from their packs for heinous crimes - is unparalleled.

Mum asked and Dad nodded, “Father I think whoever is behind all of this has a motive he wants to be the Alpha of Black wolves Pack and he has succeeded in creating enemity between the Packs cause the Black wolves will be pointing fingers at us thinking we are the real enemies while their real enemy is within them, and this person's would not stop till the Alpha Prince of Black wolves Pack is dead too and then he can grace the throne and began to unleash his real motive, now that the Alpha King Of Black Wolves Pack is dead I don't think taking down his son will be hard for this person” “Exactly son, but it will be hard cause the prince is a special breed and if the prince is smart and not all

Then, when he turned eleven, he murdered his boss's rival, his boss Gorgis , had George Cosmos, a drug dealer in the neighbouring town, killed, since he was his boss's brother-in-law, who went against orders and wanted to win the territory, when they were also killed by Pattinson. Before he even turned 18, Pattinson killed several people, he was the stabbing and cutting butcher, when he gained fame for being cannibals, following the line to be sent to werewolf packs, when he killed a pack leader who was a rival of Veronika, your fame grew as a hit man. His godmother Veronika borrowed him from his old boss, when he was driven to kill werewolves, he was bitten so he could kill better in the fu

Frosty yawns beside me, and the sight has me biting back a laugh so hard. Don't laugh Leo, don't fucking laugh….. “Do you think villains are actually the bad guys sometimes?” She suddenly asks, distracting me from my thoughts and casually throwing back her head on the couch’s headrest. My laughter slips free. “Please don't tell me you're feeling empathy for Dracula. The guy wants to destroy the entire world.” ”But he wouldn't have wanted that if the humans didn't murder his wife.” She protests. “But they did,” I say back. “He should have just punished only those humans that killed his wife instead of threatening to wipe off the rest of the entire human population.”

he responds curtly. Twenty-two years of pure believing he's the baddest. That makes me sigh. I know he's like that, and now I hate it. He didn't even seem or doesn't seem like the type of guy who studies at university. When I first saw him, he was selling marijuana and who knows what else, and he was from a very poorly rated high school. Does he still sell that stuff? Who knows, the important thing is that Owen's monthly payment arrives on the first of each month. "Well, great," I sigh.

-I need to know why you are saying that I killed Andy," the guy answered. I frowned at what he had said. Colton never said that, never mentioned it. Darren did. -How can you prove I said that? -Colton didn't seem to be afraid of the guys. The last guy was leaning against the kitchen wall with a cigarette in his hand. The guy was tall, white, and half-bellied. -I heard over there," he replied. -First find out before you come to this house to frame me. Anyway, what difference does it make if I talked or not. You know I'm not afraid of you, Cobra, and you'd better not make me angry," he spat. Apparently Colton was very brave, and that made me even more impressed with him. A brave man, who will