Crk Villains Novels & Stories

I explained, “Meaning he’s new in the game?” “Not really. He’s been in the game for quite some time now.” If Leonardo knew Vernero and Alexander, it means he was old news. “So what has he been up to?” “Do you know the D’yavol?” The Devil. I had been shocked to death when I read the news about them. I never thought people could be so evil. No wonder they named themselves. “I do. Kirril. He’s Russian and was killed by Damir under our command.” I knew that too. Which was one of the reasons why I respected Melody.

Edith said as soon as materialized in the Greater Room. "Ah, I was considering to not even come today, but I guess you caught me at a better moment of my days," I retorted. "Still sarcastic as ever, my Lord," Beatrice laughed, "How are things?" "As good as ever. Are you all still planning to attend the Fire Ball?" I asked. "Of course," Valerio said in his usually dark tone. He reminded me of the character Snake from the Daniel Kettle books. He was always dressed in black and his voice was laced with a certain serious detachment that I sometimes admired.

How could they do this to her? Kreed laughed. “What’s the difference? All villains are the same.” Mayeli turned to face him, her green eyes flaming like emeralds under a burning furnace. “No matter how hard I think about it at the moment, you’re not a human being. Kreed slowly ran his finger down her jawline, his hand careful and his eyes filled with admiration. “Don’t you know how much I love you, Mayeli? That makes me human.” Mayeli laughed. “Blackmailing the woman you love is not love, but a crime, you crazy asshole.”

He asked. I set her down on her feet, but my hands didn't leave hers when I walked up to him, "I don't think there could be a bigger beast than you, Marco. You and I know this is nothing compared to what you used to do to the men in your dungeon…" He chuckled and spat out blood, "So what? Are you some kind of social crusader? A superhero?" He teased, "You want to show the girl that you're a better villain than I am? Are those her only options? Two villains? You think she really cares about that? There is no difference between you and me. You are very much as evil as I am…"

“So the fixer sent my pregnant wife to meet a man who makes people disappear.” “Yes, sir.” Ray didn't hesitate. “Because if someone goes missing, there's a high chance he's involved or has an idea.” Ray paused on seeing the frown on Aldwin's face. “And that's not even the worst of it,” he continued. “Krasimirov has connections to every major criminal organization on the Eastern Seaboard – the Russians, the Albanians, the Bratva. He doesn't work for them, but he takes their money when they need something done quietly. He's been linked to at least three contract killings in the past two years alone, though the authorities have never been able to make anything stick. He's careful, meticulous. H

It was a face from his past, someone who shared his desire for revenge. "Killian Montgomery," George growled, his voice laced with malice. "It seems fate has brought us together once again. And this time, we will make them pay for what they've done." Killian Montgomery, a malevolent figure driven by his own dark ambitions, stepped into the light. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in the prospect of vengeance. A sinister alliance was formed as the two villains joined forces, their malevolence intertwining like tendrils of darkness.

“He is involved with the mafia, Lizzie. He has enemies in every corner of the world, which means that even if I choose to spend the rest of my life with him, I will need to be cautious. Wherever I go, I will have security with me for my safety, and I won’t be able to do anything freely.” “But that doesn’t change the fact that you like him,” she giggles. I pause and let out a sigh. “I know.” I love Zack, but I can’t help feeling scared sometimes. He talked to me about one of his biggest enemies, a guy named Marcellus. Zack has explained how Marcellus is making plans to bring him down, which left me feeling anxious and worried about his safety.

"Hell, if you have a pair on you, kill us all or leave!" The villagers were all keen to protect Matteo, but they did not want to go too far and merely tried to threaten Frank into leaving. Frank simply shrugged. "It seems we're all reasonable people, so I'll be frank—Matteo Crass is a criminal who sells national artifacts abroad and used his forebears' names to hide his crimes! You'd tarnish your own reputation if you insist on protecting him!" However, the villagers laughed, clearly skeptical. "What, you thought we'd take your word at face value? Just quit already. We watched him grow up! He'd never do anything like that!"

“As if the world doesn’t already have enough suffering, those two clowns wanted to mass- produce fentanyl and distribute it across the city.” I inhale sharply. “That’s insane.” “Not just insane, but needlessly cruel. The two of them checked off all three boxes for the Dark Triad – narcissism, psychopathy, and Machiavellianism. You get a lot of psychopathy in the Bratva, a bit of narcissism, but rarely all three at once. Yes, Vanya and Feliks are real pieces of work, but once I found out their little plan to separate from our Family, I made quick work of Feliks. Vanya fled the state, and I thought that might be the end of it.”

Carmine’s POV “What’s wrong, grandpa?” I asked the moment I stepped inside his office. There were papers scattered on grandpa’s desk and even on the floor. The distressed look on their faces already tells me that something isn’t right. “Sylus Crivello, he keeps on meddling with our business again.” Sylus Crivello is none other than my family’s and every other businessman’s ultimate enemy and competitor. He is also an infamous mafia boss as what my father and grandpa always say, probably also the reason why no one dares to go against him.