Deku Villain Novels & Stories

This was such a war. I watched the battlefield erupt below me like a furious tempest of fur and steel, driven by the blind and brutal anger of two packs who had nearly destroyed one another, only to be forced to unite against a darkness that was older and hungrier than any of them had ever seen. Domanek Vale…Even in the realm of the spirits, his name was whispered as a curse. A mortal man who had allowed the shadows of the underworld to nest inside his soul until he was nothing but a vessel for their insatiable hunger for blood and chaos.

“Which is...?” Deja’s lips curled into the kind of smile that should come with a legal warning. “I’m going to give these people exactly what they want. A villain. But my kind of villain.” Nico leaned back, suspicious and impressed. “Like... how villainous are we talking?” “Oh, baby, I’m about to eat the rich. I’m talking turtleneck-in-the-dark levels of petty. I’m talking powerpoints with dramatic transitions. I’m talking NDA-breaking exposé levels of drama.”

“You better be joking. Why wouldn’t she be? Did you kill her overnight?” I frowned at him. “That’s not… Look at who’s mad at me for keeping secrets. You knew exactly what monster Kai was and yet you didn’t tell me. I figured out the hard way by watching him suck the life out of Ophilia.” “Kai’s demon side has never been a secret. He is half Kryvan, half human. Everyone knows this.” “Everyone except us apparently.” Naz glared. “That’s because you are the only two who haven't particularly gone on their knees to beg him to suck from them. It’s like a trophy if Kai sucks from you.”

“Choose, Kade Thorn. Side with your blood. Or die with these broken wolves you call a pack. We offer power, real power. Not the collars and drugs of false gods.” Drugs? Was he talking about Michelle and Ashram and what they had been up to all this time? Well, those two were definitely the worse villains I had faced. How Michelle had gone from a corporate sniffer to being someone who had lost her morals and wanted to take over a specie was something I never saw coming.

"Me? No, no. I have not heard of any kitten. He is lying to you." "Lie! How preposterous! Our Sir Xu would never lie!" BLAH BLAH BLAH... "Girl, you think too highly of Sir Xu. He is clearly lying to you. What kind of kitten has confidence?" She rolls her eyes, "Sir Xu would never lie. He is the most charming, most..." BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH.. At this point, I am just picking my nose. Sheesh, becoming rivals with this girl will be doomsday..

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.

I looked for him in the crowd, motioning him to join us. “I’m sure some of you already know why I’m up here,” he started, smiling at me and then the Duke. “I’m here because our brother Ghost is moving over to the Valkyrie, and from here on, will be known as the Duke.” The bar was full of cheers from both the Valkyrie and the Henchmen. “Duke,” he raised a glass in a toast. “If she scares you too much, you’re more than welcome to come back.”

I repeated once again, as I hope I'm hearing things i don't bear to hear be the actual answer to my question but my hope crash as she slowly nodded at my words. I suddenly drop the knife I was holding, causing for it to crash to something or. I softly look down, only to see the maid holding the knife that I drop directed at her bloody stomach. She layed there, staring at me before her figure turned into ashes. I slowly freaked out but when I suddenly realize something, I began to calm down. Duke Yan Leocubus... Duke of Yuan Empire, father of the villainess and last... The one and only person who will kill the villainess the moment he fell in love in the female lead....

“We let him think he’s ahead. Let him build his alliances, his empire. And when he’s at his peak, we bring it all crashing down.” Keith grins, following me out of the room. “Classic Zack.” “Always,” I reply. Marcellus might be ambitious, but ambition without caution is a death sentence.