Ferngully Villain Novels & Stories

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

Her eyes were sharp and terrifyingly intense as she stared at me and Alistair. My mouth fell open at this bizarre situation. But I recognized her at a glance. Holy shit! She's my fellow villainess, Primrose Stella Antebellum, and my brother's fiance. She's truly a beauty, but unlike Bella, her sharp gaze and cold expression makes her looked pretty scary. The author seemed to want to make it obvious that she's a villainess. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't notice she already stood in front of us, and suddenly she pulled me up from my seat, separating me from Alistair.

"You have already taken someone from his family, and now you want to take him too? How heartless can you be?" "Gunnar is not the villain in this story. You guys are." I defended him. When all eyes landed on me, I felt the instinctive need to squirm from their dominant aura. But the need to defend my mate was much stronger. “You claim you love him, but all you have done was use and manipulate him for your own selfish interest.” Fury spread across Hannah's features when I finished talking. Without warning, she immediately lunged for me with her claws out, but she was intercepted mid-air before she could even touch me.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

The sheer volume of his voice shook the glass in the windows. "Don't lie to me!" I screamed, tears of pure, blinding frustration spilling hot over my cheeks. "I saw you! I saw her touch you! You locked me in a cage so you could play house with a pureblood Princess, while I sit in the dark like a cursed freak!" Cillian froze. The anger instantly drained from his face, replaced by complete, utter devastation. He looked at the window. He looked at the shattered plates. And then he looked at me, realizing exactly what I had seen, and exactly how the villainess had played him.

Ariel denied, but her blush gave her away, and Ragnar almost smiled at her adorable embarrassment. "Okay." "Let's experience her scent. She's your personal slave and intended breeder. Bring her closer, I want to inhale her aroma," Gorg's words resonated within Ragnar's thoughts, causing another flicker of amusement to cross Ragnar's face. "You're smiling. She's making you smile, yet you'll deny it..." Gorg's sentence was cut short as Ragnar's voice unexpectedly interjected with words he immediately regretted. Gorg had momentarily incapacitated Ragnar's control over his speech.

I thought you are smart, but either you are overconfident or stupid. “It’s a burner phone. there is no number registered,” he say, and I became angrier. It may be his lover’s number. “Search me every detail of this number. I don’t know how.” I get up angrily and went outside. I run to the woods in my wolf form. I was so angry if I don’t let my wolf get free I don’t know what will I do. When my wolf gives me back control, it’s already night. When I enter my house, I saw Meghan sitting there.

They never keep their word. Sofie mews her confirmation leaning against the vampire while he feasts. It's an awful sight, but I'm careful not to make any sudden moves. Their enjoyment is interrupted by a Vampire that's dressed as if he's lived long before the Victorian age, dark haired and damn well dangerous. Felix and the woman splits, both on their knees and he barely acknowledges their presence looking gravely bored, as if he'd rather be somewhere else. "Lord Valkarie" "You're out fraternizing with the help instead of being with Malachi "

"Because I need answers. Number one: What are you doing with Fenriz?" "Oh, haven't you realized that by now? Are you that dumb? I'm his girlfriend. You saw me feeding him lobster last night, didn't you?" She mocked innocently. "That's not true." He glared at her. "Go and ask Fenriz." "I don't want to go anywhere near that pérvërt. Neither do I want you around him. He's dangerous, Vera. He is..." A rapist.— Rhayghar swallowed those two words.

I was too angry to face such a kind soul. Valefar was evil. I had known that all my life. No-one pretended he was anything other than a vile, vicious, villain. I had seen him destroy human lives and break the souls of brilliant werewolves. I had seen him take his anger out on imps and kill creatures for the fun of it.