Deku As A Villain Novels & Stories

Juno was ready to kill Torvald at first sight, even though Deacon made it clear that Torvald should not be killed. ‘The shaman's spell is already in place. No vampire will be able to leave,’ Deacon mind linked them both. Deacon and his whole arm of gammas, along with all the other species, were busy scanning the area for secret tunnels, not wanting to make the same mistake they made at the compound.

"Yeah, he's my real-life hero." Quade hummed and his playful grin morphed into something a little more sinister, "I'm not much of a fan of heroes. I've always told my girl, it's the villain that will burn down the world for you, damn the consequences." "That's a bit extreme." Quade shrugged, "Sometimes people need to feel an extreme kind of love." Victor glowered at Quade. This time he didn't ask for my hand, he took it and weaved our fingers together before baring his teeth as his friend.

"We're walking into a trap as it is, Deke. If you don't connect with Whitney, you can't defeat her father. Only your powers together can take him out." Deke rubbed a hand down his face. He'd thought he'd put combat behind him. He hadn't ever wanted to take up against a human again—then again, Benton Lewis wasn't a human. "So, Lewis is a goblin?" "Aye, Deke, and he's holding his own daughter hostage to get to us. He thinks we don't know he's a goblin, but Aileen scoped out this building. She confirmed he is." "How will I know what to do?"

Inside were two skulls. “That belongs to Duncan Thornevale and his mate, Arianna Greystone, the one we all know as the devil,” Valoreth said. The murmurs grew louder. Eyes moved frantically from one person to another as they stared. Valoreth raised his voice above the noise. “He was weak. And weakness, in this realm, is death. He was a king who placed love above legacy. A king who let a mere girl pull his leash. For that, the realm fell.”

"It was Uncle Zuku who was a bad man. Why was my brother blamed and called bad as well?" I took a deep breath and held her hands, trying to find the right words to explain it to her. "Aria dear," I began, "your Uncle Zuku was a soul shifter. In the werewolf world, soul shifters are evil. They can swipe as many souls as they want, and at the same time, they can destroy a human from within and kill them in a second. We thought he was the only one, but soon we found out that your brother also has that same power."

One can’t take someone’s everything from them without losing their something. After all, villains are innocent people who have forgotten the art of forgiving. But I wondered who the real villain was in Zahir’s story? Izel? Derek? Allarya? Adron? “Another twenty years passed in peace for sorcizens until Izel and Derek broke into the royal palace. Izel thought she’d use Derek by becoming his crutch in his tough times, but by then, Derek had turned into a monster. He used her and pretended to be manipulated by her and be a pawn in her hand. They were even successful in breaking into the chamber of the forbidden magic, but before Izel could get her hands over it, Derek absorbed all her mana. The

So why did that person hate him so much as to consider him an eternal enemy? What's more, that person would sacrifice so many things, just for the sake of wanting his life? Who exactly was that strange person? Seeing the complicated expression on James' face, Gary immediately clicked his tongue, "Oh my! You really don't remember him?" James smiled casually, "That guy must not have been an impressive soldier so my brain doesn't retain any memories of him." Gary bit his teeth, "How dare you! That person was Evan De Kruk. A prince of the De Kruk Kingdom who was a war general when you ... fought against him. Are you sure you don't remember anything about him?"

In the raptor’s body he smiled. Dedari was very dangerous, a true ancient with a will of iron. Merged as she was with Jacob, She was masked from her brother. Still, Dedari was a brilliant adversary, and he was not so arrogant that he discounted his enemy. He knew he faced one his equal, or very nearly so.

Deka continued, his voice rising, "she led us to war against innocent people. The Mighty Arrow Pack had done nothing. They were innocent. And we massacred them in their sleep. Women. Children. Everyone." He turned to Killian, and the look in his eyes was pure devastation. "I was so proud when you joined us that night. My nephew, barely sixteen, is fighting beside me for justice. For family. But it was all a lie. Your mother orchestrated everything. She murdered my wife and then made us commit genocide." Killian's vision blurred. He wasn't crying but his eyes were glistening red. He could feel something cracking inside him, tearing beyond repair. Deka straightened, and when he spoke again, hi

“If he had stayed, you would have for sure died because you would have had two wolves of darkness. Deek is a unique wolf. As a result, he has chosen a new path for himself. One that persevered enough for others to save your soul.” ©COPYRIGHT 2025/ T. MURPHY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED