Every Villain Is Lemons Novels & Stories

Bottles of lube and toys were laid out like instruments of torture. Victor stood naked at the foot of the bed, his monstrous nine-inch cock already rock hard and leaking. Damien leaned against the wall, stroking his thick eight-incher. And Marcus — the quietest and most sadistic of the three — watched with hungry, calculating eyes. At twenty-six, Marcus had a leaner, more athletic build than Damien but possessed a cruel streak that made Liam’s stomach twist. “Strip and get on the bed, boy,” Victor commanded. “On all fours. Ass up. It’s time for your brothers to see what a perfect Kane whore you’re becoming.”

He later sat in the ward with me but was busy with his laptop. “Thank you. We could have gone home instead of stressing you like this.” “I didn’t say I’m stressed. I’m doing my job.” I stayed quiet. I felt the urge to ask him how I ended up following the wrong person last night. Lucian Blackwood and the other man don’t even look alike. The news came on about an illegal gambling den with drugs and thugs, the same place we came from. My life keeps getting more dangerous. I munched on the chips I was served. Orion Kade didn’t look concerned in any way.

Damon said as he came Close to her and planted a kiss on her forehead; he stepped out of the room. Lily picked up her red Lipstick from the table and applied it on her lips. She jammed Her lips Together for the Lipstick to blend and spread evenly on her lips. Lily stares at her reflection in the mirror as her mind drifts to the memories of her sexcapades with Damon uncle, she remembers how he would grip her as he thrust in and out strongly. Victor is quite aged but his sexual games are better than some younger men. Lily has been having an affair with Damon's uncle since after her marriage to Damon; Lily desires to control Blackwood Industries, and to get what she wants she has to join hands

“My heart is not placed on the male lead and I also understand that it should not be placed on the male lead. The original is something that can't be changed, once the female lead appears and does the real thing... Finally, the male lead belongs to her." “But if now the male lead hears the word 'love' from his mouth, am I a female villain? Am I joking with the male lead's feelings? Although I like villains, there are times when I don't like to get too involved in troublesome things like this. I just want to return to the real world as soon as possible. Next to someone who doesn't love you or just has a little feeling, then it feels strange to change. On the contrary, my heart is not in him,

Ignoring his smirk and not even bothering to uncode the hidden meaning behind his weird words, I said, "I'm flexible enough, just not a cat." His smirk deepened until he looked a lot like what Lucifer, if he was hot and insanely handsome, would before committing the worst of sins. "Yeah? I'd love to check just how flexible you are, Mel, bending you whichever way I deem necessary." I gasped in outrage, my cheeks flaming hot at what he had just insinuated. "Do you have any shame, Evan?" He chuckled. The guy actually freaking chuckled while I sat there, redder than a ripe tomato. "Red definitely suits you," he said, his tone playful.

His Stormy eyes were filled with fire, hatred, resentment, guilt, and last but not the least bitterness. And if I have to Combine all those feelings in one word than it would be, Jealousy. Carlos Vincent was jealous. He was that jealous of that made up character that he could easily burn this room down with just the look in his eye. Damn Celine! You are in trouble. Xx__xX

He pointed at Liam and bellowed, "You had the nerve to hit my girlfriend? Who do you think you are? I can make one call, and you'll be run out of Drunham City! Apologize to her now, or else, none of you will get out of here alive!" With that, Wasyl turned to Celena and Jovie, his sneer turning into a lewd smile. "Celena sure looks nice, even tastier than before..." Boom! In the next instant, Liam kicked Wasyl with contempt, sending him sprawling at his feet. His eyes blazed with a killer's intent, like a grim reaper straight from hell. He sternly said, "Anyone who talks to me better show some respect!" Celena and Jovie were Liam's treasures, and badmouthing them was a surefire way to seal th

“Wow. That’s your grand defense? Does he feel bad about it? Leo, that’s not noble—that’s N*****x villain material. You don’t get points for crying into your pillow after murdering someone. That’s not guilt, that’s drama.” He didn’t even flinch. Just stared straight ahead, knuckles white, jaw ticking like a clock running out of time. “You think it’s funny?” He finally said. His voice was low, almost dangerous. “Yes,” I shot back. “Because it’s the dumbest justification I’ve ever heard. ‘Oh no, poor Damiano, it hurts him to kill innocent people.’ Boo-hoo. Maybe he should try stamp collecting instead.” Something dark flickered across Leo’s face, and for a moment I thought he might actually toss

"...And it’s such a pity you can’t enjoy the gift your maker had given you. Your wife came to me because she was sex starved. Leia was such a pretty good fuck. And you know what drove me more sensual? It was the hunger and lust that radiated off her. My balls smacked her repeatedly as my rod probed her insides. She rode on my dick like her favorite toy. She didn’t even get enough of me and she begged for ecstasy…she begged for drugs. And oh did I tell you? My boys got their hands on your new drugs… Yeah your wife was the first to try it and yeah… it was…” “Shut it!!!” I barked. I could barely hear my voice as anger had consumed me. My whole system was ablaze. Bullet beads of sweat ran down o

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.