Balto Villain Novels & Stories

A name Amelia hadn't heard before, but one that made the blood drain from the faces of every man in the room. Ivanov wasn't just a rival. He was a purge in a suit. A former mentor turned exile. The reason Dmitri's wife never made it home. And the man who now wanted Elizabeta. "Valentina thought aligning with him would give her protection when the tides shifted," Anton said, not looking up. "She underestimated two things: the girl's importance... and you." No one had commented after that. She hadn't asked how close they came to losing her. Or how many others had paid for it during the clean-up.

It was mostly his friends who did the physical bullying, but sometimes Steve would intervene and stop them. He wasn't really a bad boy, just a teenager like me. Suddenly, Maggie interrupted us with a serious expression on her face. "Listen guys, I have to tell you something," she said, and we stopped to listen. "I found out who hurt you," she said, worry etched on her face. "It was Russia's most powerful mafia king, Sebastian Federico. His men are the ones who hurt you both." "You've got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed, unable to believe what I was hearing.

It has proven lethal for all who failed. "Sir Alpha!" IN burst into Jo’s room, a little out of sorts. "The Royal has come to and requests an audience with you about what he's actually doing here. I left Lee with him.What would you like to do?" IN asked in a rush. "High and mighty isn't he? Exactly like his father." Jo growled. There were few wolves that knew Jo’s connection to Chad, witnessing and aiding the murder of Tristan’s father, Winter Wolf. "Calm down, Jo. You need your wits about you, and you aren't capable of thinking properly when you're angry. I will accompany you if that is you wish?" IN has been an invaluable to Jo is, helping him to control his lethal duality.

“You’re the one who burned down Vladislav’s mansion! Do you have any idea what could have happened? You could have kiled people, killed him.” Bartholomew’s eyes flashed with molten fury. “Why should you care if that monster dies? Vladislav Moroz is a disease that eats at the skin of people. A parasite. An opportunist who preys on weakness, who manipulates tragedy to feed his own gain. You would mourn him?” I scoffed, folding my arms. “I’d rather be associated with an opportunist than with a pretentious liar who kidnaps women for his own selfish gain, who would risk the life of innocent people just to achieve his goals.”

The black-hair wizard knew that if he acted pitifully, Balan would be emotional! "I know that you are just pretending to be pitiful, so never do this again." Balan was slightly higher than usual voice rang in his ear and gave Eden goosebumps. Did Balan have eyes in the back of his head? Balan Svartalf gave his younger brother piercing eyes as if to say I - will - take - care - of - you and then flicked a particularly chubby-looking butterfly fairy dangling from his earring. This fairy rolled a few times in the air and then fell with a thud, huddled in the Fairy Bush grass not far away.

At first, he narrows his eyebrows in chaos but as soon as realisation hits him, his eyes widen in scepticism. The other men stand behind him, sharing the same expression. “What the-” Bryce says, stepping further into the room. “Imagine going after someone in order to sneak into a mafia’s system. And not any mafia, but the one who owns the half of the America,” I say. “Sounds absurd, right?” “I can’t believe it,” the bald guy says, feeling deceived. Noah. “This can’t be real. You’re not-” “I am, Zack Torres. Now stop convincing yourself that I’m not real,” I scoff.

Clara kept on asking question I could tell she is the brilliant type. "There is a ant on your shoulder" Miller tease me I jumped immediately trying to get it off my body. "Where is it gone?" I said startled "it a prank" she smirk. I was a little bit timid. I hate ant a lot and I don't want anything tamper with my skin "You are a Coward" I said as I twist his ear he let groan a little and I smiled. This was the first time I had a real smile on my face after my mum death

Their wolves were bigger than I thought they’d be, but they were still no match for Freya or Balthazar. As the first of the Elders stepped forward, Roman obliged him by shifting back into his own magnificent beast. The wolves began to circle Balthazar as if he was no more than their prey. I had hoped he would have tortured them and dragged it out a little, but no. Instead, he ended the Elder’s pitiful life quickly, offering each of them a pain-free death.

What is he other than a psychotic villain? “He's a psychotic villain?” “Yes!” I immediately answered, making myself cover my face in annoyance and embarrassment. Damn, I'm hopeless. This butler already knows that Mr. Valcarcel had the title of psychotic villain. Seeing me act like this, the butler couldn't help but chuckle, especially after hearing my words. “So he's a psychotic villain.” The butler teased, making Evelyn embarrassed. “The strongest villain boss rather. Anyway, just don't dare to tell Mr. Valcarcel that I gave him a title, or else our friendship is over.” I threatened as I squinted my eyes at him, making the butler laugh as he finds it adorable to look at.

Bale's voice dripped with malice as he sneered, "Well, well, well, look who we have here. The prodigal daughter has returned." I didn't flinch, my gaze locked onto his. Instead of replying to him with words, I tossed the satchel in his direction, the head of his Beta rolling out onto the floor. Bale's growl was like thunder as he ordered his men to capture me. But I was prepared. With a flick of my wrist, I unleashed my power, twisting and snapping the bodies of those who dared to approach me. Bale, realizing his men were no match for me, shifted into a wolf, attempting to flee. But I was faster, shifting into my own wolf form, I gave chase. The hunt was on, our paws pounding the ground as w