Cyberpunk Villain Novels & Stories

Ava chuckled, "I am not sure everybody will agree with you about that." "It's their loss then. I have only met you for a little while but I am sure that you are a nice person with a good heart." Dreya said as he stood up from his kneeling position. "I am also a freak too. Did you know that? A vampire-werewolf hybrid. I have always known that something was wrong with me." "No Ava, you aren't a freak. And I have seen a lot of freaks." Ava smiled at this, "Thanks. Do you know Evena?" she asked.

He killed his own father for heaven's sake. In the novel, he was described as someone who didn't feel any guilt, sorrow, or love and has a hobby of torturing his prisoners. But of course, it changed when he met the heroine. I didn't think it was love, but he became quite obsessed with the heroine and did all sorts of crazy things in order to possess her. The point is, he was a devil with the face of an angel. And that devil was currently standing in front of me. How come the villain and the villainess met at the marketplace? Fuck! This isn't supposed to happen!

His every touch burns me and leaves me thinking maybe he’s right which only makes me hate him with every fibre of my being. But he forgot that I made a promise too. The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. ANTONIO Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed.

Given that psychopath personality, who knows if once he noticed my presence, he would choose me to be his experiment subject then I would be doomed. I didn't think too much about it. Other than the villain, I also need to avoid the protagonist and the male lead who is supposed to meet in a clinchè setting. Those two are both no good, they are also psychopaths. Although it wasn't as much as the villain since Mr. Valcarcel got the title as a villain because of his extreme means to use someone, the protagonist is also the same though much lower than the villain. However, for me who was just a small cannon fodder who died in chapter one, the protagonists are also the scariest because they have g

"No. Whoever it was knew the security cameras, the blind spots, and the exact shift changes. They walked in, said whatever they needed to say to Ronn, and disappeared like a ghost." I stared at Ronn's pale face. A cold anger burned deep in my chest. This wasn't just an attack; it was personal. The mole knew Ronn's weakness, and they had used it to almost destroy him without even pulling a trigger. Suddenly, the rhythmic quiet of the monitor broke. The machine began to beep faster, the pitch rising sharply. Through the glass, I saw Ronn's chest heave as he took a sharp, ragged breath. His fingers twitched, digging into the bedsheets, and his eyes snapped open.

Maricar points at Nate, who’s supported by Reggie and Jared on either side of him, “… is a cheater and an abomination. Only God is meant to make cripples walk. Not microchips or invisible radio waves in the air. “Cyber is the devil’s work. For all we know, he’s the Antichrist bearing the number 666 in a microchip. You can plainly see the devil’s clutches on him. He can’t stand by himself once his strings are cut. He’s nothing but the devil’s puppet. What manner of person can’t walk or run? It’s plain to see he’s barely a man.” The words cut Kate deep because, in that instant, she remembers how she used another wi-fi jammer to paralyze Nate. She feels angry at herself for thinking even for a

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

BRAD The city looked different on snowy nights. There were no stars in the sky just snow falling endlessly. I leaned closer to the glass, my hands in my pockets, my reflection staring back at me: sharp, calm. But right now I was far from calm. I was calculating. People always say every villain has an origin story. Maybe that's true, but I've never really considered myself a villain. No I actually see myself as the hero of this story. Most villains do what they do out of spite and anger, but not me. I do what I do because it's a necessary evil.

I imagined the city, connecting places that connected like two were electric nodes. I identified the main threats, the Sokolov proxy faction, the wavering European banks and the blood debt architects who seemed to have more access to my old estate than I had imagined. Then, of course, there were the wildcard. Jace's skill with a keyboard was undeniable and he was on a digital crusade. There was also Lucian brute strength. One wrong move could plunge the world into chaos. Third Person's POV

George advised and the Chairwoman nodded. She thinks Johnny Mudrock is right, people would sympathize with her and everything would be back to normal as she wanted it to be, she can't let Valentino's group run down because of a moron. "And how about the person who made the post?" The Chairwoman asked applying lip gloss to her lips. "Venom by name, he is an assassin and a hacker who would do any kind of job as it requires money" Johnny Mudrock replied and the Chairwoman smiled lightly.