Dickens Villain Novels & Stories

" I love you, Ellie, I don't give a toss what anyone thinks, least of all Tom and if he gives you any grief I shall bounce him off the walls." Ellie looked up at him, she knew he was at least eight inches taller than Tom. "I shall look forward to watching that." Jasper narrowed his eyes "Oh you vicious girl. A duchess is supposed to be full of grace." he said his hand going to her breast and gently pinching her nipple and grinned even more as she squirmed and whimpered into him. "I think you like that," he murmured into her ear as he carried on thrumming at her.

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"

I hеаr thе dооrbеll chimе аs I set my bаg down on thе counter аnd glаnce аt thе persоn whо wаlked in. Dominic. I squint my eyes аs I look аt him suspiciоusly. Hе twirls thе vаn keys on his indeх fingеr аs hе strоlls tоwаrd mе with а grin. Thе numbеr....... I’ll kill him. I squint my eyes аs I look аt him suspiciоusly. Hе twirls thе vаn keys on his indeх fingеr аs hе strоlls tоwаrd mе with а grin.

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.

The house is now old and had not been renovated for a long time because no one wants to leave far away from the main packhouse. Valerie is not ugly so why is he trying to kill her of that is the case with his nature. He hates ugly, Valerie is not ugly. As much as Dickiehead hates ugly ladies, he can't stand the pretty one that is the problem with him and me. He never thought in his whole life he would see such a pretty girl and he can't control his feelings about her now.

He knew that he would be murdered if he refused to yield to the Elysium Gate. Darryl nodded and turned to the Ten Villains. "What about you guys?" All of them had a unique appearance, which was interesting. Oldest Villain One was an overweight man with a chubby face. He had a striking five-inches long scar on his left cheek. Old Villain Two looked smart and refined; he had a striking appearance. Old Villain Eight was the most interesting one. He had an afro, and he was as skinny as a twig. He looked like a living feather duster from a distance!

“You are the villain.” Nico’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he closed the distance between us. The air between us felt charged, like a storm about to break. “Villain?” he repeated, his voice low but laced with venom. “You don’t get it, do you? I’m not just the villain—I’m the one who decides if you leave here alive.” I stiffened but refused to look away. “If you think you can scare me, you’re wrong.” A humorless chuckle escaped his lips as he leaned in, his face inches from mine. “Scare you? Beth, you’re already scared. You just don’t want to admit it.”

“He’s the infamous underground tycoon from Rochester. He has businesses everywhere — nightclubs, security firms, even the ports. And I heard his men… they would die for him.” Bella’s breath caught in her throat. Her chest rose and fell quickly. Fear was written all over her like a confession stamped across her forehead. Her legs were trembling so badly she had to grip her dress to keep them still. “Don’t be fooled by his good looks,” another lady added from behind a pillar. “He’s Vicious with a capital V. I heard one person called him soft once and disappeared the next day!” “And that orphanage,” a man said, holding a glass of wine with trembling fingers, “Keystone… that’s his biggest soft s