Hero Versus Villain Novels & Stories

Then, he began, his voice sounding far off, almost as if he was re-living the moment as he spoke, "I had come to this pack under disguise looking for the grimoire. When I had reached just outside the pack's borders, the Alpha spotted me. Thinking I was some sort of a spy, he attacked me. During our fight, I think he realised I was more powerful than him and that he was going to loose. But what he also realised was that I hated werewolves with a passion." He shook his head to himself before he continued, almost as if he found what he was going to say next extremely absurd. "So, right before I killed him, he transferred his title to me and made me the Alpha. I believe his last words were- 'You

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"

One moment he was with the officers and Claire was hurrying inside and the next second, he found himself all alone in the dark when a man suddenly popped from nowhere and now threatening to kill him. He had a gun quietly stuck from his side, but he knows that if he pull it out, he should also have the courage to pull the trigger. “I will be considered a hero in our gang if I kill you, and we will then have less of a pain in our ass.” The man dug the muzzle on Max’s forehead, it felt hot on his skin as if it was just recently been fired. He stared at the man, memorizing his features for his reference when he hunts him down in hell. Max closed his eyes, slowly embracing his damned fate.

He always smiled in the face of adversity, He could always see the brighter side of any situation and would never hesitate to help others when they are in need, even giving second chances to people who deserve none of it. Kent was seen as the people’s hero and even the most hardened gladly bowed their heads in service to him because he was the hope that the people had lost long ago. Though Chimera is seen as a hero by the people just like his brother despite this Chimera prefers to fight with a feathered pen than a sword. But make no mistake he is equally as powerful as him during the trials of strength Kent and Chimera must never clash as their power would easily destroy the Ark-planetoid.

A massive ice-blue dragon roared from my staff, surging into the sky. Absolute zero. All four enemies–frozen solid in place. "Now. Kill." My voice was calm. Cold. Matthew's ADC unleashed a storm of arrows from the backline, shredding their front line in seconds. Shadow emerged from the darkness like a phantom. A flash of steel–two strikes, and their unprotected carry was gone. Under Miracle Hands's perfectly timed shields, Cedric's swordsman descended like a war god. Blade flashing–cutting through the frozen, low-health enemies one after another.

He has made his choice when he decided to hurt Emily. The sight of him, once so smug and arrogant, now reduces to a desperate, broken shell of a man, fills me with a cold satisfaction. This is justice, the kind that only someone like me can deliver. He tries to speak, tries to beg for mercy, but the acid has done its work. His voice is nothing more than a hoarse whisper, his words lost in the agony that consumes him. I take another drag of my cigar, exhaling the smoke slowly. “You should have known better,” I say, my voice calm, almost detached. “You should have known that there are consequences for your actions. And that some lines you just don’t cross.”

Someone who could help her slowly destroy him where it hurts deeply. " I want him destroyed. Everything I helped him build. Destroyed until he goes back to who he should have been..." Max swallowed hard, something else burning deep inside of him. He could already guess what happened tonight. Lexi, deep inside, her heart was burning even more. Even if the price to be paid was her deal with the devil himself, she wasn't going to let Ethan go. Only one thing kept ringing in her head as she patiently waited for Max's response. " Revenge..."

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

Yes, there’ll be some killing and torturing, and possibly some eating of human flesh, but on the plus side, you’ve got a leader with governing experience, he knows how to manage a budget, and he’s got law and order covered big time. “I’m not a hero. I don’t think there are any, not that I’ve seen. This is a battle between villains, people out for themselves. The only reason they’ve all joined forces to stop you is because if you’re the Supreme Evil Leader of the World, they can’t be. Nobody’s fighting for the right of every man and woman to live free and do what they want, they’re here so they can have a shot at being Flatland’s Next Top Douchebag.”

V. We stood there shocked as we watched the girl and her friends or brothers, I think, walked away. I have to say that I was a little hurt that she did not like us. I mean, I was quite attracted to her. She had this whole badass aura surrounding her, as well as a carefree one that just pulls me to her. I know that she is the one. I do not care if she is the next queen of England, I will have her. Alex (P.O.V.)