Insidious Villain Novels & Stories

echoed throughout the area, he slowly looked in the direction the bullet came from and made eye contact with a man dressed completely in black, he slowly put up his hands up, and he stood up, after all, he had no cover from the bullets. He saw Kenchiki approaching the assassin from behind him slowly, he knew he had to distract the black figure if he wanted to get out of this without having to go to the hospital while also finding out some things, "You know I was expecting you tonight, but I must say I'm surprised by how you got through the security of the manor, but then again you're already aware of them so they must not have been much of a challenge." Yoshiki observed the way the figure tw

"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

What a prophecy filled with goodness. However, immortals believe that in addition to these virtues, there are bad characters such as an angry, argumentative, ambitious and heartless person. Then, here's where things will get bad. These bad traits will increase in level of vices when combined with the red moon and holy blood. All melted into one. That's why INDICENT originally wanted to kill Barbara as soon as she was saved from the clutches of the devil. However, Mr. Adinata's cunning led Rokan Allegro to believe that Bara would not be a threat if she remained under their care.

She’d studied the schematics like sacred scripture, committed each vulnerability to memory, until her own home felt like a living, breathing extension of her will. Yet, for all her vigilance, the warning still came too late. The enemy didn’t smash through reinforced glass or hack her firewalls from some distant bunker. No, the threat was more insidious—because it wore a familiar face. The traitor was already inside, closer than any enemy could hope to get.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

I leaned my chin on my hand as I listened eagerly. “Although three months have passed, the Imperial Family is still wary of the recent incident, hence, the security around the area was tightened as the Imperial Knights continue to dig deeper into the case. Well, this is not the first time it happened and finding no evidence after every investigation depletes their titles as reliable knights." He flashed a smile as his eyes beamed with pride. "This is all thanks to our honorable men who are impeccable at eliminating evidences in every task." The crowd cheered and a smile was inevitably played on my lips. Well, that's true. I remembered how the male lead, Prince Johann had a lot of difficulty

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

No one even tried. He had claimed Aaron’s solitude with blood. But the night of his true descent came quietly. The palace slept beneath a sky of twin moons, shadows drawn sharp and long over marble. Aaron’s chamber, dimly lit by candlelight, was silent. The servants had long since gone. No guests tonight. Victor moved like a ghost. Not as the Hero. Not in his shining armor. But as the Villain. He wore black, head to toe, a mask obscuring his face, his golden hair bound beneath a hood. In place of his usual blade, he carried twin daggers curved like crescent moons.

“Then let me help. I’m not asking for a gun or a plan. I’m asking to understand.” He stared at me, then nodded. “You need to know what we’re facing,” he said. “Viktor’s not just a rival. He’s a psychopath. Charming, intelligent, patient. He doesn’t attack with force. He poisons. Corrupts. Undermines. He’ll try to get in your head before he ever pulls a trigger.” “Too late,” I muttered. “He’s already in there.” He smirked, but it was dark. “Then it’s time I got him out.”