Blade Villains Novels & Stories

“By the way, I saw your latest artwork. It was good but it would have been better if you didn’t do it in the public bathroom. There’s the congress and senate, Basti. “Had you fed in those places, I probably wouldn’t have a problem with it. I would even happily hand over some of the congressmen and the senators to you including your daddy dearest.” Blade’s eyes narrowed as he grabbed my neck and lifted me with just one hand. The more I try to free myself, the more his grip tightens. “But you failed to do that.” Steven and Leo tried attacking him but with just one look, the two dropped on the ground, screeching from pain.

The man yelp angrily kicking her towards the others. " Are you okay?" Becky asked worriedly, she was quite worried that the skinny little girl, may died of hit once more time. Nana painful grit her teeth. It was almost like men in this F world one, don't know how to treat a lady gentle. System notification: ( Name: Christopher Zelda Age:??? Setting: Counter fodder Character: Vile and evil. He the father of the emperor and General Adam and also your grandfather.) Nana almost burst in laughter. The villainess grandfather was a human trafficker... Wasn't this world getting confusing by every minute.

This Blondie wasn't to be messed with, I can already sense the danger within him from miles. Another shiver traveled up my spine. "Nikolai Vladimir." He smirked introducing himself; my throat went dry as dust. I stare at him wide eyed, not believing I'm in the present of the Russian Mafia boss. He has been labeled Vince swore enemies on Tv, newspapers, magazines and billboards, but since I've never seen him. His photos in those news, did no justice to this beauty in front of me. Such a beautiful dangerous creature. I have a feeling, no scratch that. I know he kills with no remorse whatsoever, and I have a vague feeling I was his target. Well I hope not the killing part, but I was still his t

“I don’t want to see those assholes in there again, including everybody that works here. Deal with them.” A whole lot of questions flood my head as I make my way to my car and drive off. Who dares to cross me? But, then again, mafia business hasn’t been one made known to the public. Except the police. To the public’s eye, I am the CEO and elite billionaire of the Stark company. I grab my phone and dial his number. If anything, he can help trace who is behind this. “Dravik.” His similarly cold tone conveys my last name over the phone. “What is it?” he inquires, tone bored.

She has seen his face connected to a name and a history and a set of actions that span two decades of carefully managed crime. He is not an operative. He is not a muscle sent ahead of the car. He is fifty-eight years old with silver hair kept short and an expensive watch catching the weak light of the service corridor and a scar along his left jawline, faint and old, and he is looking at Elena Vasev with an expression that is not anger and not surprise. It is the expression of a man looking at someone he believed was dead. "Elena," Dominic Reale says. And Elena Vasev, who has not moved and has not lowered her weapon and has not changed her expression by a single degree, says:

"Furious." Mimi snickers lightly. "So since she's the Luna, what does that make you?" "A lucky girl." She cocked her head to the side, eyeing me strangely. "You'll never forgive them, huh?" "Not after they banished my father." "He did break the rules, Morgan." "Healing Rogues is a banish-able deed. That's like handing out Cookies to prisoners, would you kill me for that too?" "We aren't supposed to aid Rogues, period. They are Rogues for a reason. Some of them are murderers," Mimi argues.

Not only did Alvin Danvers make sure that the company had run out of business, he had also targeted Salvatore, almost running him out of illegal businesses too. What truly made Alvin Danvers a truly formidable and daunting adversary were several factors. Firstly, his extensive web of connections extended from influential crime bosses in the criminal underworld, providing him with access to a multitude of resources that could be wielded against Salvatore's criminal empire. Secondly, Alvin's close ties with high-ranking political figures, including his personal friendship with the country's president, rendered him a nearly untouchable figure, capable of exerting immense influence and ensuring

“For your birthday. After that he’ll return to school.” Blade was my younger brother. A twenty year old with very little control over his powers. Unlike me, Blade did not come out as part vampire. He was part wolf, part snake. Not just any snake, mind you. My brother was a Reinio snake. A powerful specie that could easily kill as they had little or no self-control. He was also a demigod because of our father.

"I'm the dark lord," Vador replied with a sly smile and this is Aleister," he said pointing to Alei. "The dark lord," Ava laughed which only irritated the lord. "Be quiet," he ordered in disgust "You think I'm a joke?"He asked removing his mask from his face. "You think I'm one too? For all I know you're just the guy dressed in a dark hoodie pretending to be badass. You just turned my brother's body into ashes, you rotten bastard.

He disposed of the condom and chuckled. "Aaron, no. My fear lies in the one who does the killing," "Blake?" "The one they call White Bane. He is always wearing a mask so his face is unseen, but he is indeed a devil. He slaughters men like they are meat and ends his captives in the most gruesome way. So, he is the one I am afraid of, not Aaron." ‘Anderson,’ I thought. "Let's just enjoy our time together, I'm tired and hungry and thirsty. I'm going to need my strength if I want to keep up with your sexual needs," I winked at him, making him laugh.