Flug Villainous Novels & Stories

"Can you see the color of my eyes?" She looked completely baffled. I was disappointed that there's nothing much inside that head of hers after acting all high and mighty just a second before. She's undeserving of the title villainess. As a fellow villainess, I'm ashamed. "It's obviously purple, you dumbass." I should've controlled my foul mouth better, but it just slipped out of my mouth. "How many people have purple eyes in this empire? Is it that hard to get it through that thick skull of yours? How could you accuse me of seducing my own brother? I think my brother has been too lenient with you so far."

She had begged him to listen, to check the evidence, to give her one chance to prove her innocence. ‎He had believed the documents instead. ‎The forged reports. ‎The false testimony. ‎The lies signed and stamped with his authority. ‎The reporters shouted questions. ‎“Mr. Blackwood, when did you meet your wife?” ‎“Is this marriage for love or business?” ‎“Why the sudden wedding?” ‎Nathaniel answered smoothly. “This is a personal decision. We ask for privacy.” ‎Grace said nothing. ‎Her silence was noticed. Cameras zoomed in on her face. Commentators would later describe her as elegant, reserved, and mysterious.

“You forgot something, Victor. The remote only works if the liquid’s in the system. And I’m not giving it to you.” Victor’s face went red. “Then I’ll kill you and take it!” he howled. He ordered the pilot to move. The chopper tilted. Its blades sliced low, wind slamming June to her knees. Suddenly, a man clawed his way up from the snow. Dante. He was battered and bleeding, clutching a flare gun. “Hey, Victor!” Dante shouted. He fired. The flare slammed into the helicopter’s fuel tank. Boom. The world went orange. The explosion knocked everyone flat. Wreckage tumbled into the clouds below.

He flipped me over as I lay in bed. Damian raised his hand and gave my perky bottom a tight slap. “Argh! Damian, I’m going to kill you!” … I sprawled across the sheets, unsure how much time had passed, but one thing was for sure, I was far too exhausted to jump at his throat. His calloused fingertips brushed away my tears. “Are you going to play nice now, Willow? “Are you still thinking about feeling up another guy’s abs?” Gritting my teeth, I fought back the humiliation and choked out a reply, “I’ve learned my lesson. I won’t do it again.”

“Oh. He’s a troll. Interesting.” “Biadet, this isn’t going to work if you’re going to provide a running commentary. The villain isn’t supposed to be in the room with us.” “What makes you think I’m the villain? You’re the one working for trolls.” “I’m not working for trolls, they’re working for me. Or her.” I pointed at Flossie. “And she’s working for me, so same thing. Now be quiet.” “What about her?” Biadet pointed at Jenny. “Is she a troll, too?”

Tiger remained silent and quickly drank everything that was in his glass. "I imagine you're still mad at me, even though I've previously told you that you don't need to listen to Godfather. You and Fallon are not the same person because you have more intelligence than he does...Charlotte was Fallon's vulnerability because she was weak, but Flora, you can train her and......" Jack made an attempt to say "And why, in the name of everything that is holy, should I do that?? Do I ever disclose that the female in question is my Achilles' heel? What the living hell are you talking about?! Tiger screamed fiercely

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.

The moment that Angelo gave off an excited smile with his eyes closed, showing his dimples to Maleficent as his mouth opened to speak the words that the viewers could not hear. “That punk! I swear Gabriel the Faithful, I will – ” His words were cut off when he saw a surge of black and red slaughter butterflies flew from the swamp waters the moment the hundreds of deadly feathers raced to Maleficent. The butterflies intercepted the first half of the feathers—devouring them in one go. The second half of the flock of feathers was able to avoid the onslaught of slaughter butterflies when they were able to swerve from the ascending attack of the butterflies.

Star elucidated and made an evil laughter afterwards. "Geez, this is more than I thought" Seun muttered. "Now that you have destroyed the wings gifted to me by Sorex, how will I fly?" "The lives of the people dear to you should be enough to please Sorex to gift me a new pair of wings." Star said with an evil grin plastered across his face. "No please" Vicoliz begged "The same guy that cut off my right arm and wing is begging for mercy" "No way"