Mha Villain Au Novels & Stories

"You're skimming from the most dangerous man in Chicago to pay for vaccinations and schoolbooks. Does Vincenzo know? Or is the Ghost haunting her own master?" I looked up from the tablet. The "boring" breakfast had turned into a trial. Silas wasn't here to audit the business; he was here to find the "Virus"—the part of me that was still human, the part that hadn't been fully optimized into the Mafia machine.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

"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!]

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.

The Villain I slam the door in his face and back away like it was an atomic bomb that might go off and take me with it. "Morgan," Gia hissed coming around the corner and seeing me staring at the door like it had grown a head and its own functioning body. "Was that the Alpha? Why the hell are you just standing there!" She opens the door and plasters on the brightest smile I've seen from her in my eighteen years of life. "Alpha Kaden! Welcome! I apologize for Morgan's behaviour her anxiety makes her do stupid things."

“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.

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

he went to his room and started having shower the water passing from his perfectly toned body after freshup he sat on his chair without shirt and speaking in call this man is none other than MARCELLO AURTHUR the king of black panther mafia the ruthless, merciless, sex addict, womanizer, dominant these all are names given by world to him he have countless girls beside him and countless enemies around him waiting for a chance to kill him soon a girl entered into room along with another man these both are only friends of him lucy and Xion xion said "man why can't you cover your body" Aurthur replied "I don't think I have a imperfect body to hide" lucy chuckled xion went near Aurthur and whisper

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

‘I really hope Mom doesn’t…’ I hissed, cutting off his mind link. ‘Gross, Vale. That’s your mom.’ Vale grumbled. ‘She looks like my younger sister.’ ‘I can hear both of you, and it needs to stop. Otherwise, I’ll give you both a breakdown of exactly how Hector and I have sex in wolf form and I won’t hold back.’ Auri’s voice filtered into our conversation. I snorted and Vale turned the color of his hair, the blood draining from his face. ‘No. Thank. You.’