Bloodstone Villain Novels & Stories

he asked Claudia angrily. "Because I had no proof. Ryder was already angry and biased towards her. What if he didn't believe me and the whole thing backfired? I couldn't risk anything happening to my family." she explained. "So why are you telling me this now? What is the need?" he asked her. "I was going to tell you during the general werewolf meeting. But since I saw you here, I think I should tell you. Lily is more dangerous and powerful than you think. I found out that she has been selling Eternal Chaos to vampires, rogues and even humans."

"They live on the lands that are legally ours. They killed our people using false accusations, and they did it for one purpose only—money. Do you know what stands behind the great wealth of Scarletville? It's the jade mine. It's the only place in the world where you can find pure violet jade stones, which is an unbelievable source of magic. In the right hands, those stones could change the world, but in the hands of those dirty dogs, they're nothing but entertainment for sale. So, yes. We are planning to take what's rightfully ours. But it is a war, and it tends to be bloody. I don't want to kill innocents, but I have to if they get in the way. I apologize if that shocks you. I merely try to

He was bald, he had dark green eyes that looked like being angry was it’s natural shape, he had a small scar running down from his top to bottom lip, his fists were clenched tightly and he looked like he could explode from anger at any given moment. “I didn’t steal anything from you, we’re business partners, I benefit from you just as much as you do from me so tell me Vlad, why in the world would I steal from you when I know the dangers that come with it?" Vlad’s anger seemed to get worse the more Nicholas spoke. Rain stood by the bedroom door, the empty gun clutched tightly in her fists that were beginning to shake out of fear for her brother’s life. Nicholas’ brown curls stick to face due

Yoshiki smiled as he approached the cell door, smiling at the woman whose face was paper pale. "The gold mine was the Serpentine, a mafia group that dominated the underworld before the rise of my family's mafia group, the same group that raped my great-great-grandfather's wife to death, then I knew you wanted revenge for what my grandfather did to your families and from there it was only a matter of counter-attacking our plans and schemes while also removing the rest of your group." He smiled at the woman as her eyes lost what luster that was left in them. He crushed her. She wouldn't put up a fight.

"Now, I want a taste of the other little she-wolves! These Silver Moon females are much more interesting than those human women!" My hollow eyes finally showed a flicker of life. I dragged my broken body to his legs. "You promised… You promised if I satisfied you, you would spare the other she-wolves…" The moment my hand touched his leg, he stomped on it, shattering my fingers. "How naive. You actually believed that." To shatter what was left of my spirit, he grabbed a young she-wolf who had tried to help me and tore her throat out right in front of me.

At first, she believed her kidnapper had meant to marry her off, but in truth, a much worse fate than marriage awaited her. The chief of the settlement had conspired with a mysterious, prestigious hospital in the outside world to trade in bloodstones. Bloodstones could only be produced when a man and woman were physically intimate. Bloodstones were useful in restoring youth, and the younger the woman, the better the quality and effects of the bloodstones. A woman could produce a singular bloodstone each delivery, and the entire process could take five or six months. The chief thought it took too long for such little profit, so he found special aromatic spices that gave women the reproductive

“The bloodstone. Someone infused it with a venom tincture, designed to amplify the pain of the ritual. A toxin meant to push you past your breaking point.” Blythe’s heart lurched, but she kept her voice flat. “Who?” Marrow met her gaze with grim certainty. “It traces back to the east wing. To Vito’s steward. Which means Vito knew. Or worse — ordered it.” Blythe’s breath stilled. A sharp pulse thudded in her temple. For a long moment, neither of them spoke. Then Blythe whispered, “He wanted me to die on that altar.” Marrow didn’t deny it.

"The chains… they're not sufficient. I require the Bloodstone. Kaelen stood transfixed. The Bloodstone. That single relic that could destroy the connection between Miyal and Vosvak. A relic ancient, lost to the ages, rumored to be buried within the depths of the Citadel's repository, guarded by curse and trap that none but the boldest or most fooliswould attempt to find. “You’re asking me to go to the archives? Now?” Kaelen's voice betrayed his disbelief. "The Citadel is crumbling, Alpha. If Vosvak’s presence has spread through the city." "I know," Miyal interrupted, his voice cutting through the air with surprising force. His body twitched, and his breath came in ragged gasps. "But it’s the

As he steps inside with more than sixty guards, the crowd bows to him. No one dares to lift their head until he commands it. “He's still strong,” Victor whispers. “More than us, Lozark wants to find the ruby because without it, he'll lose his wolf and might die a painful death.” “The ruby is made of his mate's flesh and blood, so it's special for him.” “She can't have peace even after death.” Victor gives me a strange look. “What?” “You're sympathizing with his mate.” “Lozark Aylestone is the villain. His mate did nothing wrong.”