Deku As A Villain Novels & Stories

"My Stella. My beautiful shining girl." The shadows seem more solid now as his confession reaches my heart. This shadow, this echo, is Carnelia's father. Deklaan. The bastard prince of the moon drakes, brother and best friend to Thalan, King of the Elves. Or at least, what's left of him.

Mammon the Avarice mocked the grand duke for his proud love for his family made a weakness out of him who was renowned to be the invincible wielder of the darkness of the three worlds. “Aren’t you the proud lords of the Nether World? Why aren’t you fighting back?” Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton tried to rouse the inner warrior in his comrades who were locked up like him but he was answered by a snort followed by a taunting voice.

I ask eagerly " no way I can never allow my best friend to date such a person. you will die of boredom" I tease him " I think someone is jealous" he tease me "Jealous of who, no matter what you will still run to me. we are met to be best friend for ever" I shrugged "who is deceiving you, thou we are best friend forever. I can't forget when you were little and you do cry over every little things. Remember the day your cookies fell down" I continue teasing him

“Then there’s Dedrick.” Chris glanced up sharply, his intense stare piercing into me. “Your thoughts?” “He’s… ruthless,” I began slowly. “Single-minded, shrewd as hell, and absolutely lethal when he needs to be. Today more than proved that.” I paused, licking my lips nervously. “And yet… I can’t shake this feeling that there’s something not quite right about him.” Leaning forward, I propped my elbows on my knees and dropped my voice to a murmur, even though we were alone now. “Did you notice how easily his claws extended? How quickly his fangs dropped, even though he’s supposedly been living in the human world for years?”

Tristan trailed off, his voice fading but his grimace was answer enough. “Which leaves one more werewolf.” Deacon mused gruffly, one of his thick arms crossed over his chest as he tapped on his chin. The way he regarded me wasn’t the way an uncle would look at his niece, but the way a predator would size up its prey. ‘He’s shit out of luck, then. We’ve never been prey, and if he’s stupid enough to attack, he’ll learn that fast.’ Maya chimed in, hackles raised and ready to fight.

Nanami Vincent recalls Zelda's deceitful act, and she is furious that day. If it weren't for Nanami Vincent seeing the future and Zelda showing her, she wouldn't have forgiven the Sharmaine family easily. Deceit is a deception from a vampire super-soldier with psychic powers.

"You trust him? Whoever this contact is?" "As much as I trust anyone in a situation this precarious, which I'll grant isn't the same thing as perfect confidence." Kesworth's mouth twisted faintly, something almost like humor beneath the grim circumstances. "But yes. He's discreet, he owes me a debt of his own from years past, and he has no connection whatsoever to either your father's firm or anyone in the Renshaw family's employ, as far as I've been able to establish." "How?"

I reminded him gently. He started to shake his head. “Not really. Not really, Daethie. I was hiding you from the world because I feared that if they knew, they would take you away from me.” He sighed heavily, and cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking over the skin. “I was still my father’s son. It seemed not to matter as much in Nerith, and not at all when I was alone with you… And I could pretend to myself… But when Ecaeris brought me the formal clothes and told me that they’d had to amputate that man’s arm,” he drew in a deep breath through his nose and released it. “And then, there you were, every inch the princess amongst your family… I realized that I was a villain, just like my father. A

It’s because I saw my future. “A future where you infected me, where I lost my baby, and where I died a miserable death." I looked straight into his eyes. "Now you've walked that path in my place. So, tell me, should I be thanking you?" His cloudy eyes widened violently. A strangled sound tore from his throat. His body began convulsing uncontrollably. The line on the heart monitor spiked wildly before flattening into a single, piercing tone. The floating comments exploded. [YES! THIS is how the story was meant to end! The villainess changed her fate, and the scumbag ended up living her nightmare instead!]

Decker was like a wounded lion who was ready to burn this world down. Adele's step already drowned him in Amber's hallucinations, and getting a call from his enemy was the last nail in the coffin. He drove to the destination informed by Aslan. "Senor, what about the money, he asked?" "We are not going to give him anything." "But..." Decker smirked as the red blood eyes stared at Vincent. Vincent knew he was at the edge; if he didn't get Adele, this world would see his wrath. "Call them to surround the ground,"