Knd Villainous Novels & Stories

Politicians, heirs, actresses, and businessmen blending together beneath luxury and fake smiles. A beautiful cage. Her chest tightened slightly. Because she remembered dying here. Not physically. Emotionally. This was where the story first decided she was the villain. “Elena.” Her spine stiffened immediately. That voice. Low. Controlled. Cold enough to freeze the room around it. Cassian Arden. He stood near the staircase dressed entirely in black, one hand tucked into his pocket while nobles circled him carefully like satellites around a dangerous planet. Beautiful. Untouchable.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

His father had shown him clearly that he didn't care. "Or maybe your witch friend can take care of them." Kwan said nodding toward the door and just then Valens barged inside. "Your Highness…" He stopped halfway when his gaze landed on Kwan. Kwan waved his hand nonchalantly. "Hello." "He is a demon." Valens warned putting his hand on his sword. “So sad, am a vampire too.” Kwan joked like he didn’t take Valens serious. “I know." Nicklaus said calmly.

I swallowed hard, clenching and unclenching my fists, trying, simultaneously, to not attack all three while also keeping myself from having a nervous breakdown, "What?" My voice was clipped while I tried to keep my breathing under control. He smirked at my reaction, obviously mistaking my actions for fear or reverence when, in actuality, he was figuratively cornering an injured animal. He looked me up and down in displeasure, "My name is Kyle. I'm one of the head warriors of this pack." I held back a snarl. What was the point of this, "Yes. And." "That was my mate you sparred with earlier."

He would not dare to set a foot in Zild’s territory anyway. “You know that killing a werewolf was never right. Isn’t that enough reason to prove that he is the devil, Velle?” “He is a devil and I know that he proved that to me. Why do I still believe him? He never pretended to be a saint like you. You know you are no saint, Kylo. Yet you act like one, you will never be.” “I can’t believe he was good at brainwashing.” “The more you threw dirt at him, I more I could see how fake you are. Whatever comes from your mouth defines who you are, Kylo. You accused him to be a liar, or maybe it was you who was lying.”

Mische continued, “He must be desperate. You're his only shot at Rogin. He's exhausted every agency he could, even lost Lily in the process. He wants this plan to work without any failure.” I swallowed. “Is Rogin Kannes really that bad?” Mische's playful smile dropped and her eyes became gloomy. “Bad? Oh no, awful doesn't even cover it. He's evil. A psychopath. Only the inner circle knows, but everyone around him feels it. He plays with people like toys.” I shivered. Suddenly, my solid plan to escape this bunker didn't feel so smart. But was staying worth it?

he waved a hand dismissively. “No matter what, we’ve already done significant damage to Christen Meng over the years. Until now, he only had letters as an enemy—KJM, M as the owner. But I’m afraid he now knows exactly where to look. He knows M’s involvement in the Anderson Company. Obviously, Mrs. Anderson and Christen Meng are allied. He wants revenge. “We don’t have enough resources in the physical world. That’s why Killian Knight is in the picture.” “And you like him,” Jina chimed in. She just couldn’t help herself.

“Choose, Kade Thorn. Side with your blood. Or die with these broken wolves you call a pack. We offer power, real power. Not the collars and drugs of false gods.” Drugs? Was he talking about Michelle and Ashram and what they had been up to all this time? Well, those two were definitely the worse villains I had faced. How Michelle had gone from a corporate sniffer to being someone who had lost her morals and wanted to take over a specie was something I never saw coming.

"You could have been happy, could've recreated this world with me" "Every villain hates the world as it is, because it calls you all out for what you are. You're a murder, a psychopath and an abusive f**ked up man that doesn't deserve to live. And I won't regret doing what I've done, besides not stabbing you in the heart instead" "You're warped" He hisses at my ear. "F**ked up, as I am. But you don't even know what you are and in the end proved more trouble than if I had sticked to f**king Celene. "