Novel & Cerita Male Character Disney Villains

“Everything we did is as a reaction to the evils you and your minions have perpetuated in past decades.” “How interesting,” he said. “You must think you know something.” He scoffed. “You all must think I am the big bad villain in this story, but I promise you I'm not.” His eyes turned dark, and he held me even tighter. “If anything, you are.” “You, your brother, and our sick father are the real villains in this story,” he seethed. “I wasn't the one who impregnated an unsuspecting witch and tried to kill her in a bid to cover up his infidelity.”

The man before them was the Wolf King, the commander of a million Lycantroops! If they angered the Wolf King, millions would be dead, blood would flow like a river, and their world would be scorched by his wrath! Slap! Sean darted to the disgusting man and slapped him on the face again. “Can you shut the f*ck up!?” He mustered all his strength to slap Hank away to the desk. The fat man continued to falter, crashing onto the wall, into his chair, and ultimately onto the floor. His face was more swollen than before and he failed to recover from it.

My face remained emotionless because I didn’t want them to enjoy my discomfort. A man approached, less than twenty years old with a funny smile on his lips. He was more than two feet taller than me, and he was not thin but had tough muscles. Looking at his cat-eye pupils I knew he was a warlock and a very powerful one because the others around us stop talking and waited for him to speak.

Apart from the main leader of Golden Wolf Mercenary, Blood Wolf, there was also a deputy leader, Hank, a well-built black man with strong hormones. Slap! Hank patted Dorian on the butt with his big hand and caused her butt to shake. The other members were stunned at first and then burst into laughter. Dorian was scared and screamed before she threw herself into Rowais's arms. Rowais stood up suddenly and glared at Hank. Dorian was his wife, so what Hank had done was challenging his dignity as a man. However, in the face of so many guns, he, who was born in a rich and powerful family, was obviously timid and crouched down on the ground, trembling.

A male one. A male vampire? The hairs on my back stand on edge. ‘’Wh—what was the na—name of the Male Vampire? Any idea.’’ I control my fear. It’s not who I think. Is it? ‘’Yes my lord. His name is Borham.’’ No. This can’t be happening. History can’t be repeating again! I lied to Reno back then saying Krulisa’s right hand man was Borham, never did I know that it would actually turn out to be true! Why does he work with Krulisa?

Our number increases and it causes them to shout in fear. Their eyes look stunned as Alpha King Vincent growled loudly and made an aggressive snarl. My heart hammering inside my chest as I realize the wolf of my Alpha King Vincent is not really around. He is a creation of Maleficus as he stays kneeling on the ground and groaning. A trick to conquer our enemies without using force.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Misty, who could not keep her eyes of me. Was Marvin friendly because he wanted to be, or was he doing it to make her jealous? “It’s so good to see you, uncle Tiago!“ Cisco cheered. All eyes moved to Tiago as he sunk in his chair and patted his stomach. “Is anyone else full, or is it just me?” “Just you,” Victor smirked. Was he the person Tiago made out to be the main villain? Mario was too busy with his phone to interact with anyone—which I didn’t mind at all. I watched as the man typed away while Tiago pulled a disgusted face. Was Mario the person Tiago made out to be the main villain?

"His family runs half of Europe's pharmaceutical trade. Polite as hell off the field. Completely ruthless on it." "Twenty two?" "Audric Sterling. Old English money, He's been in three separate disciplinary hearings this year and walked out of all of them without a single mark on his record." "And number four?" A pause. "Zian Castillo," Marcus says. "Half Spanish, half Korean." Another pause, heavier this time. "Don't get on his bad side." "Good to know." "I'm serious." The warning itself is off character for someone like Marcus who clearly seems to hate me.

Dante, the King Alpha, poor in attitude and rich in power. Caius was the kind of wolf who held up your hair for you at the gallows so the executioner could give a clean cut. Laziel was the snake. The silent killer who welcomed The Darkness and took out enemies without being seen. And Ronan, the sleeping tiger. Reckless and level-headed depending on how much drink was in his system. “Infinite pack, Your Highnesses,” I wheezed, looking up to Caius before exhaling when he nodded slightly.

The Villain I'm wiping down the counter at the diner when all chatter ceases expeditiously. I look up to find the reason for the lack of breath from most of the patrons standing at the doorway, angry green eyes fixed on me. I unconsciously gulped as he stalked closer, eyes narrowed. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I looked around, every eye in the diner was fasten on us. "Um.. no?" I said unsurely. He came up to the counter, his arms flexing under his shirt as he grips the marble. "We made a deal, princess. Don't tell me you go back on your promises."