Fated Villain Novels & Stories

Noah Killian It wasn’t intentional but he ended up hurting his destined mate, the Moon Goddess gives him another chance but will his past make him end up spoiling his second chance. Valerie Scott She is everyone’s favorite but hasn’t been given a chance to know her mate yet, somehow they end up meeting each other but to forgive and forget his past is harder than it seems. Amelia Downs Seeing her longtime best friend in love is hurting her but she has to keep quiet. All novels have its villains but she doesn’t want to be one. All she wants is for someone to love and cherish her.

He wasn’t an alpha, but he was a powerful shifter, Nya bared her bloody cracked teeth at him as she took a few steps closer, following the tug of the chains. “Reel it in little feral one, it’s a 3 day journey home and if you piss me off I may just forget your rations.” He warned, but in the glow of the moon, I could see his dark eyes glimmer with a slight hint of amusement, the sick bastard was enjoying my captivity and helplessness.

He said. A vein popped into my neck as he took a jibe at me. I knew who he was talking about, and my shoulder shook because it was a sour subject for me. J. J had been the friend who I often ran to when I needed solace. Though he was very much older, a four hundred years old werewolf, he didn't look like it. He was on the lanky side, had long shaggy blond hair, which he frequently did in a ponytail, and he was powerful. He stopped being my friend when Sienna died because he was the assassin.

I wouldn’t trust a Cross to change my bedsheet I returned to my map, taking a deep breath. Frank must be getting desperate if he tried such an obvious tactic. We have more pressing concerns than this! Zane, my wolf, whimpered within me. He’d been unbearable ever since we’d met that woman at the banquet. There is nothing more pressing than destroying Frank Cross, I growled back, trying to push away his whining. He was being pathetic. She may be the one though! He shot back. I might not be able to sense our Fated Mate, but something tells me she’s special!

She had disclosed the depths of her revenge. And at that moment, Davidson Ekon made a choice. He would not fall. He would not crawl back. If she required a villain, he would be the villain she had built. He would fight for the empire with the single-minded, ruthless fervor of a man who already had their loss of everything else there was. The family man was dead, killed by a speech in a Connecticut drawing room. What remained was the Scandalous Heir. And he was just starting to understand his power. —-

The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. Antonio Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed. Except her. And she tries. Oh, how she fûcking tries.

It was a face from his past, someone who shared his desire for revenge. "Killian Montgomery," George growled, his voice laced with malice. "It seems fate has brought us together once again. And this time, we will make them pay for what they've done." Killian Montgomery, a malevolent figure driven by his own dark ambitions, stepped into the light. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in the prospect of vengeance. A sinister alliance was formed as the two villains joined forces, their malevolence intertwining like tendrils of darkness.

"I can't. I'm too big, too slow with this leg. And they have thermal scopes. If two of us run, they'll see the heat signatures and open fire." "I'm not leaving you!" I scream, grabbing his vest. "We swore! We swore we'd stay together!" "We swore we'd protect the heir," he says. His voice is calm. Terrifyingly calm. "This is how we do it, Thalia." He grabs my shoulders. His fingers dig in, grounding me. "Listen to me. Vance wants a villain. She needs someone to blame for the dead agents, the dead Reapers, the burning river. If she doesn't get a villain, she'll paint us both as terrorists. You'll go to federal prison. The baby will go to the system."

“Today, I call on your support and trust again. I call on that blind faith you have had in me till now and I believe I can call on it because I have never failed you and I do not plan to. This man beside me, whom I know very well, has hurt each and every one of you deeply. He has broken your family, killed your loved ones, murdered your friends in cold blood, and enslaved so many that were close to your hearts.” “But just as we have found each other and regrouped as a family, something we had no control over and just happened, Fate is something I have no control over either. We do not choose who completes us rather life just chooses to play tricks on us with that aspect of our lives.” “This

He is the first one who hasn’t abandoned me yet, even through hardships and flat out dangerous situations. I am brought back from my thoughts when he asks “what’s on your mind? You seem deep in thoughts”. “Many things actually, but among one how you are the only one who has stuck by me through all hardships” I give a sad smile. He squeezes my hand, giving me a reassuring smile. “I will be here until you no longer want me” “yeah or when you find your second chance mate. I just hope we could stay friends then. But you will probably be too busy making pups to be hanging around lil old me” I tease, although it is exactly what would happen. She wolves don’t like their mates being friends with ano