Beautiful Villain Novels & Stories

I had imagined my death many times, but I never would have guessed it would be in the hands of him. Blonde hair. Sinister smile. Handsome face. Sadistic personality. Andre Castillo- member of the Malvado.

Without a warning his hands came around the back of my neck pulling me back and making me look at him, my skin turned on fire where his hands were touching me and the fire spread through my whole body. His lips twitched, eyes darkened and he spoke in his hateful bossy tone"If I kiss you, you'll be part of my hell. I'll ruin you in ways you could never imagine. I am not the hero you have taken me as, I'm the villain who'll burn everything just to make sure what's mine is safe. I'm not a gentleman Miss Vitalio," I wanted to ask him to ruin me the way he wants to, I wanted to ask him to burn me in his fire but the voice never came out of my throat. I felt life leaving my body. My vision was haz

I decided to search for the most wanted men. It is not that I will go and kill or see but I like to know them in case I mean with them. That does not mean that I don't kill them. If I get assigned to kill or hear rumours about one who is trafficking women, I don't hesitate. I am lucky because no one knows who the Poison is. Therefore, most of the time I seduce them then kill them in the room. Fun right? I got bored because there was no new name. I found myself searching for Ace Vincenzo. I just don't know what came over me. But it is true that he is more handsome in person. Even though most of his pictures have ladies, there was a lady who was in most of them. I guess she is his girlfriend b

“Don't worry, you won't be able to meet him for now.” I glanced at his smile and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Sure enough, this butler is indeed handsome. Sure that the psychopath villain is also handsome since his butler is handsome. He can't be outshined for someone who's the head of the Valcarcel Clan and it was also described in the novel that this psychopath villain is a godly handsome that could make when or a woman get on their knees. Though, they were just too afraid to approach him. I don't have anything to say about why those people are afraid of meeting the eyes of Mr. Valcarcel.

While depressed, Jade broke into Heulwen's house with a note in hand. “Heulwen, this is your last chance.” Jade handed Heulwen the paper. It was an audition for a big movie by director Silas, a director known for his royal, powerful, and mysterious genre. Jade wanted Heulwen to give an audition for a supporting role with a shy and weak personality. This was the kind of role Heulwen was always nominated for. After seeing Jade off, Heulwen studied the plot carefully. She did not give an audition for the role Jade asked for. She wants to change. She would not become a copy of anyone. Therefore, the role Heulwen was aiming for was the female villain.

I didn't need to turn around to know he had arrived. Kelvin Aldoracco. For a heartbeat, I froze in shock at what my eyes beheld. He was far too handsome, the kind of beautiful that was overwhelming, almost impossible to understand. His features were sharp and sculpted, perfectly placed in a way that felt unfair. There was a scar grazing his jaw that only heightened the vibes of danger wafting off of him. He was the villain in every story. The monster hiding in plain sight. And today, I was marrying him.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.

Perhaps it was due to her instincts as the villainess of the story, but from the moment she saw this woman, she hated her from the bottom of her heart. She had a face that was completely different from hers. Meanwhile, the model husband in other people’s eyes and the person who once loved her the most was holding this woman’s hand and even hugging her while working. They acted as if no one else existed. They interacted with such intimacy that it seemed as if they had been together for years, even though a year ago, my father had badmouthed this woman with her in the middle of the night. They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innoc

the queen asked. "I don't think how I feel is of any importance." Evena answered. The queen laughed out loud. "You are very funny, aren't you Evena? The first thing you will learn here in Salvatore is to be polite. Now, let me rephrase my question, how do you feel about being here to serve me? And remember, don't lie because I will be able to tell." "I wasn't planning on lying. I hate it here in Salvatore, vampires make my skin crawl. I especially hate the fact that I am going to serve an heartless murderer like you." Evena replied bluntly.