Insidious Villain Novels & Stories

Millions of needles pierced and stitched forever before the process was over. The dark surrounding was replaced again by her friend’s living room. Marc and his boyfriend were looking at her like she had come back from hell. Before he disappeared, Ignis had told her what she needed to do to destroy the thousand-year-old vampire king. He might have softened up a bit during the last few weeks because of her, the archdemon had warned. That DID NOT mean he could change, or that he was actually capable of empathy. He might even delude himself he cared about her. But one perceived “betrayal” was all it took to reveal his monstrous side right in front of her.

Marcus Vale — Investigations Marcus Vale had once been one of the best corporate intelligence operatives in the country before transitioning into private investigative work. Which meant he knew how to find secrets. Victor pressed the call button. The line connected after two rings. “Vale speaking.” Victor’s voice returned to its calm professional tone. “I need you to follow someone.” There was a brief pause. “Who?” “Damian Blackwood.” Vale gave a quiet whistle. “That’s a high-profile target.” “Yes.” “What exactly do you want?” Victor leaned back in the chair, eyes drifting again toward the frozen image of Evelyn on the surveillance screen.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

I moved closer to him and unlocked the metal locking his mouth then returned back to my seat letting the silence settle. “Who sent you?” My smile disappeared. He remained silent. “Wrong answer.” I slammed the crowbar into his hand, making a hole in it. “Argh,” he screamed out, then blood began to trail down his battered hands. “You ready to talk?”Still quiet. No problem. I like them difficult. I moved beside the wall where he was tied and flicked the switch. Then the real show began. He began screaming as electricity traveled down his body. Increasing the voltage to its highest level, his screams increased, and his skin began to change colors.

"The normal pack members all seemed to be saying the same thing about the issue so I had to infiltrate the pack house, it took a lot of energy mimicking the appearance of a sentry, hypnotizing them into talking and wiping their memory thereafter." "Wow! No wonder you look exhausted. Thanks for going to such lengths for me." "It's okay Ryder, that's what friends are for." "So what did you find out?" "Are you sure you want to hear it?" Evena asked. "I am sure. Tell me." "Lily wasn't bullied, she would provoke Ava to anger so many times, when Ava retaliated she would act innocent thereby poisoning Jax's mind against Ava. On the day of the attack, the cook who overhead their argument and raised

After being tortured for a long while and at the brink of death is saved by the male lead, Reynold. I walked up to Irina's figure with a wooden plank as she layed on the cold floor, struggling in the dirt as she tried to crawl away from me. "So you think that just because Reynold dotes on you and treats you like his little canary...... you can defy me and get away with it." - I toned down my voice a notch, sounding cold and menacing. Embodying the true essence of the villainess in the movie. Irina embodying the role of the favored woman, whimpered struggling to make a sentence.

She must be very out of her mind to think all of that is legit. "You think you have power over humans? Those people are scary and will do anything to get rid of people like us, yet you want to rule over them? How stupid must you be? Let me hear your story. Why do you hate my father so much?" Every villain has a story to tell. It’s either insecurity, stupidity, or just plain evil that is pushing them to do all of this. Either way, as boring as it may sound, I need time to plan my escape, so I will take the opportunity to listen to whatever they have to say.

“You better be joking. Why wouldn’t she be? Did you kill her overnight?” I frowned at him. “That’s not… Look at who’s mad at me for keeping secrets. You knew exactly what monster Kai was and yet you didn’t tell me. I figured out the hard way by watching him suck the life out of Ophilia.” “Kai’s demon side has never been a secret. He is half Kryvan, half human. Everyone knows this.” “Everyone except us apparently.” Naz glared. “That’s because you are the only two who haven't particularly gone on their knees to beg him to suck from them. It’s like a trophy if Kai sucks from you.”

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.