Bnha Villain Au Novels & Stories

Except, his father’s looks and feels sinister than playful. “Oh? Interesting,” he chuckled, delivering goosebumps to every inch of my skin. My jaw clenched as he ran his fingers through his jet black hair. My heart thumping wildly. Although he looks and sounds a lot like Hunter Ysrael, he is a totally different person on the inside. And very dangerous. All of a sudden, the room fell silent. His expression now dead serious as he held my gaze with no intention of pulling away. “Then, why don’t you become my luna, Ava Williams?”

She was now the assistant to a billionaire CEO! What Rachel didn’t know of, was the drama that was to follow!! Alex wasn’t so good at forgiving people, he was about to make life a living hell for her!! To be continued!!

A figure emerged from the tree line—a tall man with the unmistakable confidence of someone who thought he was in control. Benton Nye. I had only seen his picture in the dossier Hana provided on the drive from the farm to the park. His picture had been burned into my mind—a man with sharp features, dark hair, and a smirk that barely concealed his arrogance. The dossier detailed his role as the leader of the American Hunter Association, his calculated brutality, and his obsession with destroying the supernatural and avenging his mentor, Sakina Adio. He didn’t just kill supernatural beings—he studied them, broke them, and experimented on them.

The event appeared as super vampire warriors, and the vampire clans began to stir, and everyone wanted to take Zelda and Eli back to their clan. Son Stephen and Abe Mohini know about the appearance of the super-soldier vampire. They are the two clans closest to Augustus and Sharmaine. Augustus is a member of the Stephen clan, who possesses the heart power of Neva. Sharmaine is the daughter of Pandora Mohini, she is descended from the Mohini clan, and this is undeniable.

TYLA’S POV “No Lillian…I can’t do that.” I said. “Why not?? You haven’t even heard the rest of the plans.” “I know but telling Aurelius that I have accepted to be his mate when I haven’t is another terrible thing to do and I am not ready to create a villain in my story.” “Aurelius is already like a villain Tyla….someone who has vowed to make you his regardless of what you decide is a very bad villain.” “This one is a cute villain.” I said as Lilian and I chuckled.

I just shrugged and mumbled, “Okay.” As I expected, that didn’t please her. “I hate you! I hate your face, your voice, everything about you! I hope you’ll die while we are on the mission!” she angrily yelled. The boy behind her stopped and calmed her down. “Stop it, Av3,” he said. “No, I won’t!” I stood up from my bed. “Let her go, Av2,” I told him. This is our code. I’m Av1, which stands for Agent Valentine 1. We are the assets of the Valentine Mafia of South Carolina.

He resembles a cross between Aquaman and Henry Cavill and oozes sex appeal with the force of both of those men combined. It’s settled. This man is dangerous to my entire existence. Bhyron stops just a few paces away, but I swear I can feel the burning heat of his body from all the way over here. His eyes aren’t just dark. It drips with chilly anger directed at Aunt Ophelia. “My grandma told you something in her moment of weakness, now you’re spilling it to your niece just a few minutes after pledging your secrecy?” He sounds disappointed. Shit!

Night Villix Bane, the vampire who wants a stranger lady to be the mother of his future children was being run away as fast as that lady can away from him. I don't know if I even stopped cursing under my breath knowing I am just trying my luck to know where is the exit of this place.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

“Organ harvesting, child trafficking, cocaine cupcakes, underage hit squads. Jesus. What’s next? Baby fight clubs?” Bain exhaled through a sharp grin. “Let’s get her back.” “And then,” Vulture said with a dark smile, “I’ll personally find Valeria, drag her liver out through her nose, and use it as a coin purse.” The baby made a sound suspiciously like a fart. “…Well said, my tiny accomplice.”