I M The Fated Villain Novels & Stories

The Fated Queen everyone had been waiting for. "Everyone's here." Rayleigh grumbled as she entered the office and found a spot by the window. Her shadow warped as Zalakai made his presence known. Black leather pants. Black boots. Shirtless. His black wings visible now rather than hidden by some Demonic magic. The tattoo marking on his chest pulsed softly with an eerie redish-black hue. Yet his dark gaze was settled on the fiery haired Exorcist beside him. She was avoiding his gaze. Arms folded against her chest, but he could scent it beneath the sulfur and brimstone that still lingered on her skin. Even Demons have Mates, he supposed.

I'm not finished with them. My soul is damned and the woman who I can't forget has already forsaken me. Now I'm a malevolent phantom who will have his revenge and his pixie. I am the Damned Forsaken.

"But they haven't won the girl. If you stay with me now, they’ll kill us both. If you play the victim, you stay in the light. You stay where you can find the key to the Trust’s vault. You become the hunter I made you to be." He leaned down, his mouth crashing onto hers in a kiss that was less of a goodbye and more of a branding. It was raw, suffocating, and tasted of the chemicals that had nearly erased her. It was the kiss of a man who would rather be hated by the world than lose the only person who understood his darkness. "I am the villain in your story, Ivy," he whispered against her lips. "Make them believe it. Make it the most beautiful lie they’ve ever heard."

Well, that child is the Tiger he had just murdered and His Mate. Fate Just Got Badass. And it will sting like bloody hell. ******

“I took this picture of him when he wasn't looking. I might have cheated on you but Liam isn't innocent. He planned all of this. He made me feel like I wasn't loved and I betrayed you,” Fucking hell. I shouldn't be feeling this way. I shouldn't even doubt Liam in my life but for some reason, all of Leela’s words made sense and also didn't make sense at the same time. She was blaming Liam for what she did. She was the one who cheated, but still. I hissed, rubbed my forehead a bit before I washed my face again and walked out of the restroom. I froze when I saw Zoe standing right before me. A small smile was on her face, then she bowed a bit.

I smiled at Nate. I left them both. Idiots, as long as I live, I will not give up Ian to anyone! I'm making myself a villain now. I'll make sure, this time the villain will win. Just wait Ian, and Nate, you'll see the real me! ....

"I'm warning you. There is Death, but after that, there is something worse. There is purgatory, where a devilish man named Sinful decides your fate. Yes, your fate." "First," I say slowly. "Sinful is a stupid name. Second, you're Fate, which means you're either really bad at storytelling, or you aren't as powerful as everyone likes to think." Fate frowns. The expression looks strange on him. "He wants something, and it looks like you're the perfect way for him to get it," Fate muses, and suddenly, the easy smile I want to slap right off him is making an appearance again. "It does follow his namesake, after all."

I used to be weak, I used to let people do whatever they want with me but not anymore, I have a lot more to live for now, I have Zander and I am going to do anything in my power to make sure he never feels any of the hurt that I had to go through in my life. The old Valencia is dead, this new Valencia is ready to play the game. I don't mind becoming the Villain just so Zander has a good life. My days of being the goody-too-shoes is over, I will be what the world has turn me into, I am ready to accept the evil that has been thrust on me all my life. I am ready to bring everyone who has ever hurt me to their knees starting with Dario. PART II HIS CURSED LITTLE WOLF…

But Vanessa charged on without restraint this time, her hands gesturing wildly. “I am sick of this entire family! Your …your, uhm…grand murder keeps trying to invent ways to get rid of me, while your precious Isla walks around pretending she’s the damn Queen of England! I kept to myself, Nate. I minded my business until they forced me to fight back. Remember that!” Her voice had a fresh crack of rage. “And now, I’m the villain? I’m the problem? I’m the snake?” Her hands were flailing in the air. “I’m the one you’re ashamed of?”

he let out with a chuckle, "I'm not a baby like you. I have lived way too much. This is not sad at all, if you think about it." "I'm not crying," Shay fought and lifted a hand to wipe her wet eyes. "How could you ask me something like that? No, of course I won't kill you." "But I would love for it to be you," Ivan pushed, stroking Shay's face with his thumbs. She looked so pretty when she cried, "I would love to fuck you, feed from you... and then have you kill me. It could be sexy, don’t you think?" "No!" Shay repeated, trying to move away, "Your plan fucking sucks. I'm not killing you. You're supposed to be immortal."