Hated Villain Manga Novels & Stories

The golden-eyed Captain was standing just behind Mwajuma, her spear raised, a look of flawless, stoic bravery on her face. The boy recognized his torturer. The woman who had shoved the iron ladle down his throat. The architect of his agony. A surge of pure, desperate hatred pierced through his corrupted madness. He let out a deafening, echoing shriek and charged, completely ignoring Mwajuma and the Vanguard. He wanted the Captain. His chaotic magic flared, gathering in his massive hands like a localized purple sun. Mwajuma saw the beast lock eyes with Zuri. She saw the monster completely bypass her, its horrifying, corrupted gaze fixed entirely on the woman she loved.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

No, it couldn’t be. I turned, heart in my throat, and got a better look at the man who had fired the gun. Tall. Powerful. Cold. My blood chilled. Alpha Vladimir. The ruthless leader of the Mancini Pack. The nightmare parents used to frighten their pups. He looked at me with disgust, as though I were something filthy clinging to the bottom of his boot. My knees gave out, and I dropped to the ground. "Please," I begged, voice trembling. "Don’t hurt us. We’ve done nothing."

Then felt my eyes sting as I let out a soft laugh. I looked into his deep, steady eyes and saw myself reflected there, clear and unwavering. “Edwin, I love you too.” In my mind, the final golden comment drifted slowly across: [Congratulations on rewriting your ending. The villainess has risen. The devoted lover wins his girl. Wishing Yuna and Edwin a lifetime of happiness together.]

" You may be happy that you are killing a villainess like me don't you ? You may have been provoked to killme on the temptation of money . Isn't it?Tsk!!" " You will became a hero now for that bastards . Don't you? Ha ha ha .." she laughed vigorously as she thought how stupid she was to trust this bitch 'who bites the hands which gave her milk' " You are just like that worm out their who wants me dead. You should pray that I die like this or else I will make you regret this for the rest of your life, if I survive." " If I feel regret , then that will be for , unable to avenge for Collen. My best friend who died while saving me . "

He looked like he wanted to hit me and just as I anticipated, he tried to hit me. “Ronald! Stand back! That's the Alpha of the Flaming Moon pack!” I heard their Alpha shout at him. He moved back from me, looking at me with that look of hatred. I could only smile back at him because he still doesn't understand why I'm here. He's probably going to hate me more. “I'm sorry Alpha, but he's just a villain who doesn't deserve to be respected. I don't care who he is, he's nothing to me!”

He’d momentarily lost the dark side of himself—the empty, hollowing side that sucked at your soul when he looked at you—and appeared like a genuinely carefree guy in his twenties. The family had painted him as a killer and an angry, ruthless one at that. Even the villain in the story had dimensions that were pure and innocent. A villain is molded and shaped over time by the torture they have to endure. I wondered what HJ would have been like had he never been born into the mafia. I liked to think his laugh would have been contagious, that he would have gotten everything he wanted, lived the life he wanted. I didn’t believe in happy endings, but I could wish for them in the dark, hidden corne

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

Nanami Vincent created the vampire super-soldier who is the judge of the world of surprisingly powerful vampires. “Don't say too much, whoever captures the eastern territory more, that part of the territory will belong to that clan.” Son spoke up and disappeared. Sharmaine opposite Nanami Vincent, her black hair blowing in the wind. The two people in their previous lives were sisters but quarreled over a man, now one wants to kill the whole Sharmaine family because of hatred in the past life. "Nanami Vincent, I think we don't simply hate each other over a man." Sharmaine understands Nanami Vincent, if she hates Sharmaine so much, why not destroy Neva's heart.

Anything had a solution, even my pain had one. Something in me blew the fondness I had for myself and hatred seeped deep inside. Hatred against the Jamaerah. I heard this place made the negative feeling stronger but I didn’t need the help of this place to hate the Jamaerah. I saw them as my mortal enemies. Once I would go outside, I would have my revenge. I wasn’t a villain but against them, I would become one. However, would killing a villain be considered a villainous act? No, it was a heroic act. I would give the world a means to peace.