Blade Villains Novels & Stories

I prayed to the moon goddess that this time she would lend a helping hand and save them. Something appeared behind the running woman. It was one of those dark figures with red eyes. It's evil grin spread as he made his move on the unsuspecting woman. A high pitched scream was heard from her lips as a blade was thrust through her back. She fell for the fate of the man that she previously held. Her eyes widened momentarily before she collapsed lifeless. "Mummy!" Liam screamed. The little boy's eyes were filled with what would haunt him forever if he made it out of the house. Another image had materialized beside his mother's killer. They both looked at each other and laughed. I held my fists a

“I’m leaving now. I have to—for everyone’s safety.” “What?! Why?” Kate asked, confused. “You have to believe me,” Mia pleaded. “I don’t have time to explain everything, but your lives are in danger. The people who attacked Steve… they’re very dangerous. They won’t stop until they get what they want.” “Wait… what do they want?” Kate asked, trying to make sense of it all. “Me. They want me,” Mia replied. “But… why?” Kate asked. “My ex-husband is a ruthless mafia boss. I ran from him, but he’s found me. He won’t stop until I go back to him or he takes everything from me.”

“I made you famous, I made you powerful, I made you rich and invincible and you aren’t even grateful enough to appreciate the times when we worked as a team.” “You made me a beast,” I said in grief. “Now, I’m just a villain in every wolf storybook. The anti-hero to every little wolf-child.” “Stop crying over spilt milk, Blade. There’s nothing you can do anymore, all the efforts you’ve made in the past three years turned out fruitless and when I eventually take control, I would make sure the world never forgets The Ripper.” “I’m sure you’re excited.” I said with a defeated voice.

Marisa admitted, her nervous smile betraying her uncertainty. Blade, maintaining her formidable demeanor, uncrossed and recrossed her legs, assuming a regal posture. "Well, I'll enlighten you about the Gambino family," she declared, her tone commanding attention. "We're the most feared mafia family globally. Only the heartless and the strongest individuals earn a place within our ranks." Blade paused, then rose to her feet.

I do have a story but when don’t I, I smile not wanting to tell her right away the story, but she’s hurt, she can’t beat my ass now. “A new character she’s an addict but guess what she’s also a little, when she tries to steal from the mafia boss, a girl who’s in charge of the whole mafia, you know us girls can be strong too. When she tries to do it, she get caught, and now her new mommy would kick her bumbum until she learns to obey her and not run away” I say meaning the last part. “Uhmm I see, a woman mafia woman, that’s a good one” she says smiling, but more tears were going down her face, but she got something else she’s hiding.

“You want the boss? Fine. Dalton Storm. He’s the one running things now. Not the guy out front, not the dummy they parade for the cops. But I don't know who pulls the strings.” The blade didn’t move. "Anything else?" “What's the plan?” he asked cooly “There is a big drop coming to the east dock,” I said. “ If you're wondering, they're not weapons, not this time. He's bringing in young hybrid Wolves. They’re being sold off to rogue alphas and freaks who collect our kind like trophies. It’s dirty work, well I guess you knew that much” There was still no response. Just that icy metal kissing my skin. Damn he was hard to get anything out of.

I didn't even go anything to their family, they just really hate vaewolves to the point that they can even kill their own mate just like what Blade planned to do. Even though it wasn't successful at all, the fact that he planned and played with me is enough for me to act this way. Betrayal is still betrayal regardless if it's successful or not. All that I'm doing is just what they deserve to have. I can't even imagine them killing vaewolves just like me because of their fear to be overpowered and the threat we are causing them. Their bloodlines are all dicks and cowards for being afraid. Damn that mindset and traditions of them! It does suck, really!

Blade scoffs not noticing I had blushed at what he said. "I happen to like them," I point out, "our world would dissolve into chaos and a world without order isn't a promising world at all." "You have a point," he utters, in his husky voice. "Rules are great," I continue and Blade took another Brownie, "for example my rule number one, shoot first ask questions later, and I'm this close to shooting you if you don't stop stealing my food." "It's just food Tink," he says eating my Brownie.

He was being surrounded by men in black and crowded, or you could say herded, into a dark and dingy alleyway, the kind that those dead bodies were usually found in as the protagonist of the movie is running for their life. Each one of the thugs-looking guys was holding a gun. He could tell that they were mafia, they were the only ones with the guts to hold a gun to someone so early in the morning without the worry of being discovered and have the cops called on, but he couldn't recall having provoked anyone of power recently; because he made sure to remember all the powerful mafia groups and to be respectful to them so as to avoid this kind of situation.

The woman in the bed let out a gasp, her voice filled with fear. Removing the knife, I drove it back into his stomach once more, causing his blood to spill onto my hands and face. "Why... love?" he managed to ask, tears streaming down his face. "Because I don't love you. I'm only after your kingdom," I coldly replied. I kept stabbing the knife into his stomach repeatedly, the bed now soaked with his blood. My sinister laughter filled the room, echoing loudly. The woman trembled in fear as she watched. Sebastian lost consciousness, falling off the bed and hitting his head, blood flowing from his body. I felt a rush of joy. His kingdom and army were now mine. Just you wait, Steve. I will kill