Bnha Villain Novels & Stories

At first, he narrows his eyebrows in chaos but as soon as realisation hits him, his eyes widen in scepticism. The other men stand behind him, sharing the same expression. “What the-” Bryce says, stepping further into the room. “Imagine going after someone in order to sneak into a mafia’s system. And not any mafia, but the one who owns the half of the America,” I say. “Sounds absurd, right?” “I can’t believe it,” the bald guy says, feeling deceived. Noah. “This can’t be real. You’re not-” “I am, Zack Torres. Now stop convincing yourself that I’m not real,” I scoff.

"Your Highness, can I talk to you for a moment?" Blaire turned her head and saw Evander, the Intelligence Commander of the Black Sun with a serious expression. Victoria was stunned by his appearance for a moment. His midnight blue hair was neatly brushed back with his undercut and his eyes glistened like the color of the ocean. She only noticed how attractive he is now that she has seen him up close. She excused herself from the rising number of people congratulating her and followed him.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

I smirk, pulling up the sleeve of my shirt. ___________________________ The Villain It's Zain we meet at the bottom of our driveway the next morning, a smile stretching across his face like Cheshire. Freya stops beside me on the edge of the curb and cocks her head to the side. "Why is your face doing that?" He blinked, "Doing what?" Her finger did a circular motion towards his face. "That creepy thing with your mouth. It's freaking me out. You look like you came here to touch kids."

Just as the commoner wasn't born with a low status by committing a sin. So, it's really sickening how the rich abuse their power like that. "Nonsense," the baron huffed in anger. "Grab him, we need to teach him a lesson," he instructed one of his knights. I scrunch my nose in displeasure. I didn’t know why the dark sides of the world were unfolding right before my eyes. I’m not the female lead, I’m the villainess… Shouldn’t this kind of situation unfold only in front of the kind, positive, and meddlesome heroine?

It was more like an insult that is punishable by execution. They showed their ridicule at her seeing how powerless she is compared to their kingdom. Though it was true that the sovier kingdom is powerless and small compared to them. But it doesn't mean that they can't fight back. After all, it was Alisha the villainous who was ruling the kingdom. Not only is she capable of ruling she was able to tame the wild and powerful man like Macbeth. Who was known as the king of evil in the arena.

"A Blacktide adder? The venom liquefies the blood core within three minutes... it will look like a wild mountain accident if it breaches his furs, but..." "Are you refusing an alpha command, Brena?" Tahlia's scent turns lethal, her fangs scraping her bottom lip. "Lest we forget, your youngest pup has a blood-debt with the Vinqlo gambling syndicates. I know exactly how many silver relics you've smuggled from my father's vault to clear his losses." Brena lets out a strangled gasp, her knees striking the floor. "Mistress... please..." "If the council discovers your theft, you'll be chained to the silver mines before dusk," Tahlia whispers, her smile completely devoid of mercy. "Do the deed, and

The night her home burned, and her future along with it. Her blonde curls were hidden beneath dyed black. Her scent masked with herbs only a rogue would know to use. Her name? Forgotten, at least here. Here, she was Lyra Vane, a lone wolf looking to pledge allegiance to the most powerful pack in the region. The one led by the man she came to kill. The Nightfang Alpha. Kael. Blackthorn. As Aria approached the gates, it was opened by two hefty wolves pulling it on both sides. Just at the entrance was a she-wolf, she watches aria walk in, her eyes sizing her up from head to toe.

The current catches me and turns me the way it turned my father's pearl-comb three minutes ago, and I tumble, slow, undignified, scaled belly rolling up toward the surface, over the edge of the Forbidden Zone and into the black. The last thing I see of the world above is my consort's silhouette swimming calmly back toward the glowing coral spires of Alastor. He does not look down. He does not need to. He already knows how this ends. His purple tail sweeps a small competent arc against the current and carries him home. Below me, the Forbidden Zone opens. And as I fall, tail limp, blood spiraling upward in threads that will be gone before anyone at the surface can notice them, every bright hue

Everything would fall apart instantly. After a thorough investigation, I finally found out what each person is afraid of. I'm saving the best prank for last. They won't even see it coming. Thanks to Liam I now have a phone. I can only use it for a camera and to text only anyone in the mafia. Which is stupid but whatever. Better then nothing I suppose. Bane has Zoophobia, a fear of all animals. That one should be easy. Charlie is surprisingly afraid of Balloons. It's called Globophobia. Also should be an easy one.