Cyberpunk Villain Novels & Stories

“Why would he wrap me in the blanket? Did he take off my clothes because they were wet? He isn’t a saint. The villain can’t feel anything good. Savina! Stop acting like a moron. He is a psychopath.” “...” Dante hadn’t expected to hear that either. He didn’t do many good deeds, but he was called a villain by the woman he had saved. It was nothing new. People usually blamed him for things he didn’t do. So, he started doing everything they had expected of him.

I was truly living the life of a side character, being treated that way by my own brothers. I picked up the pesticide bottle, twisted it open, and poured it straight into my mouth. "What are you doing?!" Charlie screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale. Even the usually composed Lucas panicked at that moment. "Are you insane? Did you really drink it?" My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I thought, 'What's so insane about it?' The original character in that world, Maddison Sherman, was just a villainous side character doomed to die sooner or later anyway. I remembered that the original plot said that she was supposed to die there, but it was by suicide with a knife instead.

“We kill the world that remembers them.” Vale Sr. tapped a page marked with digital schematics of surveillance nodes, security databases, and municipal blueprints. “We start by taking their sanctuary. Sicily. Their clean empire. Their illusions of safety. I want blackouts. Grid collapse. Surveillance turned inward. Every camera used to watch them—will now be used to expose them.” One of the ex-military operatives leaned in. “You want to make the Marchesis criminals again.” “I want to make them monsters in the eyes of the people they tried to save,” Vale Sr. replied. “They tore down my empire through legality. Through Interpol. Through reform. So we poison the system they built. We make their

"I don't care about the art. I don't care about the career. I'll burn the whole world down to get her back." "No," I said, pulling back to look at him. "That’s what he wants. He wants you to be the violent, unstable boy the papers are describing. We have to play this differently." I looked at the shattered glass on the floor, the shards catching the light. I was a red-flag woman now, according to the world. A fallen woman. Fine. If they wanted a villain, I would give them one. But I wouldn't be Victor’s trophy, and I wouldn't be Seven’s victim.

“One of them was a spoilt rich princess, she had a vendetta against one of the Winchester brothers, Sinnett Winchester, but she didn’t want to get her hands dirty with vengeance. The second guy I asked for help…well he’s a psychopath and he didn’t have time to hear me out.” “This psychopath. How much power does he have? How far does his hate go? What would he be willing to do to the Winchesters if I approached him with my plan?” “Ma’am, if you think Ryat Winchester is a monster, then this guy makes Ryat look like a saint. He either listens to your plan or he kills you right there. There’s no in between.” I could work with someone like that. I’ve killed someone too and I’m not above doing it

“Then let me help. I’m not asking for a gun or a plan. I’m asking to understand.” He stared at me, then nodded. “You need to know what we’re facing,” he said. “Viktor’s not just a rival. He’s a psychopath. Charming, intelligent, patient. He doesn’t attack with force. He poisons. Corrupts. Undermines. He’ll try to get in your head before he ever pulls a trigger.” “Too late,” I muttered. “He’s already in there.” He smirked, but it was dark. “Then it’s time I got him out.”

"If you come, then you will not come." “Thinking about it, again and again, I still feel sad for the female villain, now that I intentionally help the female villain, what should I do? And if I don't help the female villain, I feel something weird." “Never mind. Take care of yourself first.” Phedra Elizabeth denies responsibility for the character. The male lead holds her in his arms. "Let's go back."

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.

“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.

Standing in the gaping hole in the wall was a nightmare scenario for any dictator. Five women who looked identical to his slave, but armed with the wrath of the multiverse. And flanking them, five men who looked like death incarnate. "Knock knock," Mafia Vespera grinned, racking the slide of her Tommy gun. "Analysis," Cyberpunk Vespera stated, her chrome arm humming as it charged a plasma bolt. "Target acquired. Threat level: Pathetic." Fantasy Vespera slammed her staff into the ground. "By the blood of the Dragon," she intoned. "I sentence you to burn."