Bad Villain Profile Novels & Stories

He knew that he would be murdered if he refused to yield to the Elysium Gate. Darryl nodded and turned to the Ten Villains. "What about you guys?" All of them had a unique appearance, which was interesting. Oldest Villain One was an overweight man with a chubby face. He had a striking five-inches long scar on his left cheek. Old Villain Two looked smart and refined; he had a striking appearance. Old Villain Eight was the most interesting one. He had an afro, and he was as skinny as a twig. He looked like a living feather duster from a distance!

“No way. Too realistic, and not in a fun way.” Jenni shoots me a look before adding the final categories. Dangerous Protector: Ex-CIA/Spy War Criminal Corrupt Lawyer Kidnapper-for-Hire Dirty Cop I groan, rolling my eyes. “A dirty cop just makes me think of parking ticket bribes.” Jenni sighs, shaking her head, but pushes on. “Okay, here’s the last list.” Others: Torturer/Interrogator Cult Leader Prison Guard (with a dark agenda)

As a child of a broken home, Ozgur makes psychological stories for himself and awakens Eiji Doğan in his mind. I turned to look at Ozgur, when we arrived at the villa. There are several things that I have learned today from an Ozgur Doğan. I started counting. Ozgur is a mafia. He a billionaire. He was once a Womanizer. He strong. He's cruel, but... He's hurt. And the wound inside his has not healed. The wound is still there, the wound he continues to cover. He didn't let anyone see his wound.

So, he calmly replied, "Oh my. My plan was busted." Goosebumps appeared on Slyvester's skin. Vincent pored at him and smirked. When it comes to being grumpy, Terban tops the list. If it's silly, Chaylen should take the rank one. But when it comes to being so cunning, then Vincent will take the crown. Vincent is one of those ardent guy who has yet to make plans to back down quickly. "Do you think I'll stop?" Vincent smiled. "As long as you are not married, I will be the great villain of your life." An evil grin spread on his lips.

Aside from all the killings, price-cutting, and territorial war, he knows how to build his empire from the ground up. Ardian was once the errand boy. He had grown up in the bad side of town and join the mob soon as he saw the potential to make his own money and ran away from his appointed adoptive parents assigned by the government. The adoptive parents who abused him and years later he killed after seeing them still doing the same thing to more boys. Those boys, Roan and Frenk had followed him and been with him ever since. "How are you feeling?" Valentina greeted him as she saw him coming out of his home office. She couldn't sleep, and the young doctor was pleasantly surprised when she bump

“I should be offended, Victoria, but I let it pass since my reputation precedes me. I can’t go back in time and change what I did, but I intend to prove to Matthews that I’m not that person I was yesterday. You may see me as this bully, feared, and overconfident, but what people didn’t see is what I feel deep inside, who I truly am behind this facade. I struggled to find my identity, deal with my grief, and I don’t have real friends. Unlike you, guys. Deep inside, you all are way better than me and have a life better than.” “I’m so sorry, Remy. We all deal with our issues and grievances differently,” Hailey muttered. “I’m an asshole, and it pains me to admit my mistakes when all people see i

"You could have been happy, could've recreated this world with me" "Every villain hates the world as it is, because it calls you all out for what you are. You're a murder, a psychopath and an abusive f**ked up man that doesn't deserve to live. And I won't regret doing what I've done, besides not stabbing you in the heart instead" "You're warped" He hisses at my ear. "F**ked up, as I am. But you don't even know what you are and in the end proved more trouble than if I had sticked to f**king Celene. "

She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?

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.

On the contrary, I found it oddly satisfying. A certain thrill floods my veins whenever I play with people’s emotions, to discover their weaknesses and use them against them. It wasn’t hard for me to find their fears and their weak spots, and once I did, only God could save them. Their fear feeds me. I know that I am the nightmare of most of them. But still, this reminds me of everything I’ve endured to become who I am now. Il Cattivo. But that side of me was only ever for those who might be a threat—by any means—to the stability of La Cosa Nostra. That ruthless side of me was never toward my own family. Not the ones closest to me.