Fire Villain Novels & Stories

This video was of the bloodshed that occurred on the order of Falcon, killing the senator and governor of Sweden as well as ten co-operative executives. Bloody thorn That video contained the heinous massacre done by Ferrell, best bellicose of Phoenix. Ferrell killed everyone there, he tore apart every limb of the person over there. People were terrified looking at the scene of humans. He was like a chopping machine which was working as per his Capo's desire. Falcon was pleased immensely and stated

I asked doubtfully "Sounds like something out of a bad spy novel" Patrick grinned "It does, doesn't it? Anyway, the Phantom Viper is neck-deep in the mafia, he saved their lives. so now they have to work for him, as his hitmen, smugglers, traffickers, you name it, but never to break into a house to deliver a riddle to an orphaned girl” He earned a glare from me after saying the last thing. "Which one of them was inside?" I asked scanning the files "Kirill did the breaking and entering, Andrei was the driver" Patrick confirmed

Dennis, who spent his entire time in The Unknown, and had never encountered Shadow or Shadow’s people, failed to understand why. Vilfredo couldn’t help but laugh. “Right. Damn her and her underlings.” He clenched his fists. “If my calculation is correct, the T-Vir is on the brink of collapse.” “Then, this blizzard makes sense. I know one person who is capable of doing this.” Freddie looked at Vilfredo and Ferdinand in a meaningful gaze simultaneously. “Blue Bunny,” Vilfredo called the name that he hated so much. “My rival.” He hated the man so much. Despite lacking a mana density in the Underworld, the man was still far superior to him. He was profound in handling his power as if he practice

shouted Windrich Cannon Bee within his incredibly panicked and frightened manners. “We’ve given you an opportunity to repent and have your own self-introspection. It’s you yourself who don’t appreciate that opportunity. Don’t blame us then... Sumi Darling... Can I... Can I just get rid of her?” Virando asked his gentle beautiful Sumi Darling before he really took out his seven gems power again to slay Janice Valeria Khoe.

I smirk, pulling up the sleeve of my shirt. ___________________________ The Villain It's Zain we meet at the bottom of our driveway the next morning, a smile stretching across his face like Cheshire. Freya stops beside me on the edge of the curb and cocks her head to the side. "Why is your face doing that?" He blinked, "Doing what?" Her finger did a circular motion towards his face. "That creepy thing with your mouth. It's freaking me out. You look like you came here to touch kids."

The backup stood back, identifying the hostage situation in progress. The man left with Felton and was soon out of the building, already getting into a car. He shoved the delivery guy in the back and started the engine, the car's tires screeching wildly as he got into the freeway. The captain ran out of the building and was heading into her car when a sudden flash of pink light whizzed past her. The dealer was still holding a gun back at Felton as he tore through the road, already marvelling about his endearing escape when a whooshing sound emanated followed by what appeared to be pink lightning and a woman dressed in pink was suddenly riding shotgun with him.

Many people assumed that she will end up with him and kept on commenting that writer always do this and that. I would only prefer you to remember I don't do injustice with my characters. Rose will suffer but if Harry went overboard with his cruelty he will regret as well. There is always a limit to everything. But if he did something which is not acceptable for even revenge then he will indeed face the consequences as well. Moreover, there is a tag and also mentioned in the disclaimer about 'Violence and Cruel' for a reason. This story is heavily dark. And there is violence and a lot of cruelty from the Male lead side. And if you can't handle go read the tags and also the warnings before con

“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.

"This anonymous friend knows so much about me. How did he know Avalor was responsible for that fire-out break?" My wolf, Avira, remained mute; according to her, Avalor could be innocent.

“I'm sorry, sir—we’re close, just a few blocks out—” “Close?! You were supposed to be here earlier! Do you even know what that means?!” Dante’s voice exploded into the phone, rough and raw. His free hand slammed the steering wheel, veins bulging at his wrist. “Bring the medics. Now! Sera got shot—do you hear me? She’s f*cking bleeding and you’re crawling like it’s rush hour!” Terror clung to every word. Not the kind you hear from a mafia boss, this was the kind that cracked a man open.