Judge Doom Villains Wiki Novels & Stories

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

I said causing his eyebrows to raise. "First you didn't even change your name dude" I said causing him to chuckle "the demon Dáinn is known to be a bringer of death and collect the souls of the damned, kinda like the grim reaper but worse to be honest" I said letting out a small laugh myself as he smiles at me. "If it wasn't the name that gave you away it would have been your aura" I stated "you hold yourself to a higher standard and try to push power and superiority on those around you as a form of dominance and control" I stated.

That's what they all believed. It was reasonable for them to think that way. A spoiled wealthy girl and a naive innocent one. Who was the villain? Apparently, no one was on my side. People believe what they want to believe, and I was the one who got their anger. That was that. They couldn't be changed. But I did hold some grievances. I was pissed not because everyone hated me, but because of Annika Summers, the girl with an innocent face I used to take as my best friend.

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?"

With the war done, Aidinth, Alpha Damien, Luna Abby, and both kings went to the dungeon to question Alpha Dolph and his Beta. When they came back, King Uther immediately got on the phone with the council. They are ones who dole out justice in the wolf species. He told them what happened, and the leader of the council said that we should put both of them to death. King Uther had them taken to the gallows and they were beheaded for their crimes.

"So, you all heard that she is seeking justice for the death of Simon Rhodes and Hunter King, right?" The wolves were skeptical of the rogue but they answered in the affirmative. "Well, justice is served. The half-wolf half-wizard, who goes by the name Doom, and who killed your wolves are dead." "That's impossible!" Livian said. "Why?" "Because as you said, he is a were-wizard." She said. "Well, I killed him." Amaris shrugged. The whole pack erupted in discussion. "Is this true?" Elder Josephine asked Ezekiel. "I saw it with my own eyes." Noelle's words were enough to silence everyone. "And if it was not for him, you would have already lighted my headless body too."

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.

He said touching her hands they were covered in blood. “I don’t think that is mine. Victor killed Doom the man that manages the place down there, I have a feeling there are going to be a lot of souls everywhere.” She said shaking her head. “Once he killed Doom all the guards disappeared and the souls that were still there all escaped.”

Kira Quezada faked her own death to escape a family legacy that wanted to sell her off like a signature on a contract. Three years later, disguised as a cleaner, she's finally safe, until her new boss looks at her twice and realizes exactly who she is. Luciano Rodriguez doesn't expose her. He makes her an offer instead: marry him, save his dying grandmother's peace of mind, and help him bait the uncle circling his empire like a wolf. It's supposed to be a contract. Nothing more. But the man she was promised to as a girl and the man hunting Luciano's throne are the same person, and he's not done with either of them. As old secrets surface and new ones are made in the dark, Kira has to decide

Justice spoke three times before the blade fell Once for the innocent blood you spill Once for the innocent choice you stole Once for the innocent trust you betray Break all three, and your soul will be bound for the pits of Dikaios's Hell Dikaios’s POV Standing on the rooftop, facing down about two dozen gunmen, I couldn’t help but smile. This feeling burning in my veins – the feeling I was born with, that gave me purpose in life… It had been so long since I felt it last!