Ek Villain Novels & Stories

"Your Highness, can I talk to you for a moment?" Blaire turned her head and saw Evander, the Intelligence Commander of the Black Sun with a serious expression. Victoria was stunned by his appearance for a moment. His midnight blue hair was neatly brushed back with his undercut and his eyes glistened like the color of the ocean. She only noticed how attractive he is now that she has seen him up close. She excused herself from the rising number of people congratulating her and followed him.

Am I afraid… fascinated… both? The stranger was slightly taller than Arga the fake O'Brien, and his face… I don't know what will I say. When I saw him, my mind suddenly focused on Kim Taehyung aka V BTS. However, at the same time, I know the man behind Arga is not V. One thing that makes the person different: there is a scar line on his cheek. “You're now grown become a big girl, huh?” said the stranger. His voice was heavy; really reminds me of V the C.G.V person.

But if the driver could read his thoughts even in the slightest bit he must have died out of fear, Ekai widened his eyes and that was the only movement from him as a gesture of being alive! 'What if….is she pursuing Aysel's personality because her memories are acting up within her?' Ekai thought to himself fearing that his terrible deed had been caught and Aysel Saat aka Kazen MacNarma would eventually hate him for replacing her memories. Wait, what!? So, whatever that mysterious assassin lady said was true? Well, it seems so that Ekai Enzo Enrique was not the perfect choice to fit in a hero's personality but was he actually the villain of the whole tale?

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

boom! Jiang Ning felt as if thunder just stuck her ,Si Yi yan and Si Xinya were the name of the villain and villainess of the novel Luo Chen used to read it to her ! when she heard it in her comatose state she felt extreme sympathy for this pair of siblings , never had the love of parents ,mother died ,father remarried brought a new wife and daughter , The villain fell in love with his half sister and the villainess hated how her father doted on his step daughter blindes with jealousy she schemed and schemed but how could they both win ? The ML ended the villain and Fl halo ended the villainess! when she heard the end of this pair of siblings Jiang Ning really pitied them. half scared half c

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

“What, do you have a tiny spy gadget in your purse? Are we in a James Bond movie now?” I rolled my eyes, pretending to be offended. "Sir, I’ve been way too nice about this. If you’re not a villain, you’re at least one bad decision away from being one. And let’s not even get started on the snake tattoo. People who get those are either retired secret agents, mafia dons, or…" Elian waited patiently, leaning even closer to me that I could almost notice every detail of his striking blue eyes. How beautiful. “… you're probably a flirty occult leader.”

"You're out of your mind." "Am I?" Vincent arched a brow. "You want to take down Selene Westbrook, the most ruthless woman I've ever worked for. That kind of risk doesn't come cheap." Elias took a step forward, his voice low and menacing. "How about I ruin you instead? I have the resources to freeze every account you have and blacklist you from every security firm in the country." Vincent's expression hardened, but there was a flicker of unease in his eyes. "Look, I’m not the villain here. I just want to survive this mess."

A villain with a glass of apple juice in his hands—instead of a throat-grating shot of scotch, or a bowl of fresh human blood. A villain, especially one with a hefty goal should have black as his ensemble. Not multicolored boxer shorts and flip flops. He was supposed to be in his chambers, peering at the mind maps he'd drafted. Not basking in the mild Tuscan sun. A villain that likened himself to the devil should have his lips stretched in a grim line as he went through his loan over and over and over again. He definitely shouldn't be grinding lips with a scantily clad lady.

"You could have been happy, could've recreated this world with me" "Every villain hates the world as it is, because it calls you all out for what you are. You're a murder, a psychopath and an abusive f**ked up man that doesn't deserve to live. And I won't regret doing what I've done, besides not stabbing you in the heart instead" "You're warped" He hisses at my ear. "F**ked up, as I am. But you don't even know what you are and in the end proved more trouble than if I had sticked to f**king Celene. "