Mha Villain Quirks Ideas Novels & Stories

“You don’t even care to acknowledge the difference.” “At least I’m aware of the risks,” he replied behind me, back to his patronizing ways. “It’s the other way around. All you’ve ever known about the paranormal is your nice uptight roommates, so you assume no entity will ever try to harm you. We saw the light fixture broken on the floor. Not the first time that Skippy fucker does that to a woman that provokes him, y’know? Had it hit you, it would’ve cracked your skull open like a watermelon.”

He massaged my breast before squeezing one of them. I moaned. “What’s so special about you?” He rasped and kept kissing me. I wanted him to continue this, but all at once he tightened his grip on my hair and shoved me back into a hard wall. I winced when a sharp pain shot down my spine. “You’re not special! You're a fucking bitch!” *********

However, there are a few unacceptable things: cheating husbands, men with suspicious backgrounds, anyone who can turn people into dust, people with weird long nails or eyes or anyone who has these names: Harvey, Dante, Kaige. They must be avoided at all costs. I didn’t have anything against Harvey, but my recent experiences tell me that there’s more than what he’s showing to me. And I am not the type of person who finds men with mysteries to be romantic. Honestly, I had my share with Dante, the damned Villainous Emperor. These highly handsome men with secrets are worse than cancer or AIDS. So, Harvey is not a potential husband. “Kyle, I appreciate it, but I don’t think that I can tolerate yo

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.

"Defect: Aggression centers unstable. IQ below threshold. Disposition: Incinerated." He moved to the next one. "Subject V-749. Defect: Bone density insufficient. Disposition: Recycled." There were hundreds of them. Rows and rows of Valerius faces staring out with dead, milky eyes. Some were twisted, some were beautiful, all were failures. Valerius was shaking. It wasn't the cold. His entire worldview, the foundation of his ego, was cracking under the weight of the evidence. He had always called himself the "Alpha," the "Chosen One," the pinnacle of his bloodline.

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 list goes on. Current Survival Rate: 0.8% Emergency Protocol Initiated. Complete your first mission within ten seconds or face a dramatic death. At least it won't be as disgraceful as your first death. Don't worry. Your first mission will be hot. Emergency Detection Complete... Host's IQ: Acceptable. Host's Luck: Catastrophically Terrible. Host's Mouth: Excessively Reckless. Overall Evaluation... Congratulations! You are perfectly qualified to become this world's most hated villainess.

The Mucus Lurker was clearly taking its anger out on Kevin and his gang. "Mmmph... pests... pain... revenge!" The monster roared, its voice echoing. Lia kept helping Bima, steadying him so he wouldn't stumble and fall. The darkness felt like a thick blanket swallowing them whole. The stench of ammonia and slime grew thicker. [Warning! Your 'Acute Extreme Emaciation' status is worsening! Stamina -75%, Strength -75%, Agility -75%!] [Warning! Debuff 'Eternal Bachelor' activated! Charisma -100%! You are now viewed as the 'Most Unattractive Man on Earth,' even by monsters!]

He was somewhere close inside the hospital, coming toward the room. Miah caught some of the young woman’s fear. It would have been impossible not to feel it when the girl was so terrified and they were connected. Miah had tremendous control, born of centuries of patience. She knew that she was powerful and could handle dangerous situations, yet at the same time, she was also aware that she must appear to be human. She had trained herself to appear human and to make her responses totally normal. Even her thoughts had to appear human. Such precautions had protected her from the undead. They had also kept the supernatural males from finding her. Even a mind scan would identify her as human, not

Claude rolled his eyes, crossing his arms across his chest as Vincent continued. “The ones with the villain complex are more realistic and care about their survival. So, when they see someone in trouble, they ignore. But the ones with the hero complex have this misconception that they can save the whole world. So they try to be this superhero who saves everybody’s day. I think she suffers from the hero complex and so does that squirrel savior.” “You can be as selfish as you want, Vincent, but—”