Mha Deku Villain Novels & Stories

If this body's memories were right, then I was currently in the body of Belladonna Reigna Astaseul, one of the characters from the novel I read last night. Shit, it was truly her. Platinum blonde hair, purple eyes, and God-tier beauty. That Belladonna! The main villainess, the crazy witch who died a miserable death after attempting a coup d'etat to seize the throne and avenge her mother. Yes, in this world magic existed. Bella's mother, Meredith Jane Aurelia was a Princess from a neighboring country before she married Emperor Frederick and became his Empress. It was a political marriage, but Meredith fell in love with the Emperor at first sight.

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clenched my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of matured vampires. You know what brought her that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had survive

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.

A harmonic shudder ripples up through the trench, through the deep currents of Alastor, through the coral foundations of Coralspire Palace. Six hundred feet up, at his late breakfast, my uncle Rick's wineglass cracks in his hand. He sets it down slowly. He does not speak. The boiled quail-egg on his plate goes uneaten. And in a sealed dungeon cell my cousin does not yet know she is sitting in, Mabelle lifts her head — eyes red from screaming, throat raw — and feels the shudder through her rootwork bones, and smiles for the first time in two weeks. Morrigwen watches me bond.

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.

Hearing moustache, Mountain Zeh's eyes suddenly lit up. "You mean, find gangsters to kidnap Ava Smith-, and then I can get her?" The moustache despise Mountain Zeh, he did not expect this man will kidnap Ava Smith-, is a typical villain rich second generation.

Klaus continued, “is my father… Alpha Dean Saint.” I lowered my head slightly. “Good evening, sir.” He nodded once. That was it. No smile. No warmth. Nothing. Does this man ever smile? I wondered nervously. Sky shivered inside me, tense. The Alpha energy radiating from Dean Saint was sharp, commanding, and Sky immediately recognized the threat. My wolf pressed back, alert and cautious. Klaus gestured again. “This is Alpha Dagon… and his daughter Linda. They’re close family friends.” Alpha Dagon gave me a kind look.

“But like I said earlier, you'll love to keep your ideas and thoughts to yourself till it's needed if you want to live long here. How you acted out to Thor earlier could have your head off your neck in seconds.” “It’s just like they said. An evil place with an evil leader.” I murmured, more to myself. “Wait...do you believe everyone here is evil?” Deucalion no doubt caught my murmured sentence. Who was I kidding? He is a powerful werewolf with great abilities to support Thor's reign, giving Astrald the reputation it has. How could he not have heard me? “Yes.” I replied with an eye roll. “What about me?” I hesitated. He raised an eyebrow, almost challenging. When it comes to looks and aura, h

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

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.