Mha Villain Oc Novels & Stories

Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of. Maybe she was the person who had been standing between Amara and the truth all along. Protecting her. Even when Amara didn't understand why. Outside, footsteps disappeared into the rain. And somewhere far away, a phone screen lit up. A message appeared. SHE KNOWS HE'S ALIVE. A second message followed. MOVE TO THE NEXT PLAN. And beneath it was a photograph. Daniel Quinn. Alive. Older. Standing beside a window. Waiting. END OF ARC ONE

Roxy said coldly, “The matriarch of the Walid family comes from a lineage of Egyptian descent and is adept in the arts of sorcery. She has harmed a lot of people with her techniques. She wanted to use that bug to kill you.” Hearing that, Philip’s chilly gaze fell on Old Lady Shameka. He strode over, looked at the old lady who was kneeling on the ground, and asked in a cold voice, “Do you want to kill me that much?” Old Lady Shameka’s face was pale as the numbness from her right hand had already spread to half her body!

Is this a horror movie or something? When the hard guy finally falls for the girl, and then the villain comes for a strike. But in this case, what would the villain be? A vampire? A monster? Or maybe a Halloween character. Or the villain is unknown. Unknown? The blackmailer? Mayeli let out a small scream. It's been a day since the blackmailer’s deadline, but why would he attack Killian? Oh no! He came for her this time. What?

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.

And Seraphina understood that game perfectly. “Lady Elena.” A deep voice interrupted her thoughts. Elena turned calmly. Victor Hale. One of the Vale Group board executives. Late forties. Elegant smile. Dead eyes. The kind of man who looked trustworthy enough to ruin lives professionally. He lifted his champagne glass politely. “You seem healthier tonight.” Translation: You don’t look close enough to death for us to replace you yet. Elena smiled faintly. “Disappointing, I know.” Victor laughed softly.

"Do not panic, boy. Even though their low boots have somehow reached the final round, their rogue hands do not have what it takes to challenge your crown for the championship. Your work is still well ahead of their cheap trash." Amara feels a bit more at ease after hearing Luciano’s hurried words of reassurance. He turns his head back to steal a venomous glance at me standing off in the dark corner, wishing his claws could call my wolf out right then and there. In his eyes, an outcast like Rapha Okoye should always be completely worthless and broken. But right at that exact moment, massive chaos breaks out across both the live web stream and the entire competition venue as the full, glowing

It was more like an insult that is punishable by execution. They showed their ridicule at her seeing how powerless she is compared to their kingdom. Though it was true that the sovier kingdom is powerless and small compared to them. But it doesn't mean that they can't fight back. After all, it was Alisha the villainous who was ruling the kingdom. Not only is she capable of ruling she was able to tame the wild and powerful man like Macbeth. Who was known as the king of evil in the arena.

{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

He sounded way more scarier than he looked as he leaned his face closer to her terrified ones. " I am Ker." __________________________________ Ker in Greek mythology means: Evil Spirit or Spirit of violent death and doom You will understand in the next few chapters why I chose this name. Caius was an angel in comparison with this monster. Our antagonist here, we had two new names in this chapter, it's on you to find who the actually Villian is. Even though Caius is no where hero though. Next will be updated hopefully a day after tomorrow. Don't forget to follow me here and on MyNovel, I need your support there guys, so do follow there and on I*******m it's mirah_selim

"Anthony. You have brought trouble to my doorstep once again." He ushered us inside, through a barren waiting area, and into a small, windowless office. He closed the door, pulled down the blinds on the single window that looked out into a hallway, and then turned his computer monitor toward us. On the screen was a digital bulletin, a list of wanted persons. There were our photographs—mine, Anthony's, my father's, and to my horror, Ame's and Mira's. The word "WANTED" was stamped in red across each image, along with a case number and the letters "H.S.A."