Male Villain Novels & Stories

Turning back to his brothers, he said, "All I want is to kill Marco Costello for what he did to our girl. That's it. I don't want a war we can't win. I just want his head." Piero shook his head, sneering. "No, not just that. I won't rest until I take their women too. Show them how it's done." Santino's eyes gleamed with malice. "Piero's right. In our world, it's an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and a woman for a woman... among other things. We’re not starting this war, Emilio. Marco Costello started it the moment he laid eyes on Lilianna."

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

"I have heard Gerard is a notorious pervert with female captures... Malia's body is so beautiful and fertile, Jackson. Just think what his rough hands might do to her skin inside his dark citadel!" On the other end of the line, Jackson's face turns completely dark with fear and humiliation. He knew exactly what kind of ruthless, dirty alpha Gerard was, but there was a massive problem—his own hands owed Gerard millions of pack resources and his weak position had absolutely no right to challenge the East Side rogue crime boss.

The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. Antonio Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed. Except her. And she tries. Oh, how she fûcking tries.

He asks, and I suppose hearing those words gives me some relief. “We must discover my identity since, as you previously stated, it has piqued your curiosity, correct?” Perhaps being wicked seems to have a lot of advantages as I can be perceived as being as dangerous as other bad beings, such as this young man who appears to be relishing his current personal situation. I extend my right hand to touch his cheeks, and unlike before, he never pushes them away. Instead, he seems to merely narrow his eyes before moaning when I mess with his hair.

Ava said. The man slapped her hard on the face. "How dare you talk to me that way? Who the hell do you think you are?" he looked at Ava's body and grinned lecherously. "You are a female prisoner, do you know what happens to female prisoners here in fireblood pack?" he ran his fingers on the outline of her breasts. "stop it, don't touch me" Ava struggled with him. The man laughed wickedly as he watched her struggle. "leave her alone" Vivian said as she tried to push the man away.

Whereas Bob would rather have fun and cheat on his exams. Marlon, being only 36, was the richest man in the empire. He’s respected by all but feared by most. Especially the slaves. His loath for black-furred werewolf slaves makes him the deadliest to us. Yet somehow my inner wolf wanted him. She was still tugging at me and pulling me closer to him; I could almost see the dark aura of his inner wolf trying to escape from his body and trap mine. It was almost as though I was being begged to give in to my desires. But my desires were wrong. Everything about this felt wrong. He was a superior nobleman that could have me killed in seconds. His gaze was dark and sent my skin crawling.

He offered. Men were easy to manipulate, they were so gullible, it disgusted her. Women were stronger, men were weak, emotionally and physically. They all thought with one thing; their sexual organ. She almost spat out disgustingly. "You'd rather I become your hoe over collecting a three million bribe?" Rob skovich's brows furrowed in confusion, "a three million bribe, I wasn't offered no such amount" Munawarrah stared in confusion before realization dawned on her, Samuel Joseph, the bastard!

Her name was Juliana Hestia Von Leonhart, the twin sister of Justin. Audelia's lips twitched slightly upon receiving the worshiped and adoring eyes that came for her family. Yep.. they were the VERY reason why she became so wicked, selfish and malicious. Anyone who received such treatment from a very young age tended to be wicked because they would think that they were higher then others. 'Seriously.. my family..' 'Can't they show their love in moderation?!' 'No wonder I became malicious and selfish!'

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured