Miraculous Villains Novels & Stories

"They were not originally kings in our world, although one went on to be. The two kings were rulers over the creatures that inhabit Pro Speculuorum. The creatures, very human in appearance, are called Miraculum, it means 'object of wonder,' named as such by humans who were captivated by these beautiful and mysterious creatures, looking upon them with fascination. See Cooper, when human beings look in a mirror, they hope to see the best, most ideal, version of themselves looking back. The Miraculum are this ideal, they are the best possible reflection of humans, a seemingly perfect version. They are beautiful creatures to behold, intriguing in their mystery and charm, charismatic smile and ey

"Oh, come on. The man's gorgeous. Maybe he isn't the hottest Torrens brother, but he's definitely not hard to look at." I found myself oddly offended that she didn't think he was the most attractive brother, because of course he was. It wasn't just his looks that made him so appealing. It was the way he carried himself. He radiated confidence, power, and absolute control. On top of that, he was generous, caring, and deeply devoted to his family. "How would you rank the brothers?" she asked. "In what way? Looks? Ability? Commitment to the business?" She snorted.

It was a face from his past, someone who shared his desire for revenge. "Killian Montgomery," George growled, his voice laced with malice. "It seems fate has brought us together once again. And this time, we will make them pay for what they've done." Killian Montgomery, a malevolent figure driven by his own dark ambitions, stepped into the light. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in the prospect of vengeance. A sinister alliance was formed as the two villains joined forces, their malevolence intertwining like tendrils of darkness.

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

Authority? I turned toward the dark beings and raised my voice again, more carefully. “I’m Mira. I came here looking for the Last Witches. I mean no harm. My mother led me here.” At first, nothing happened. Then slowly—so slowly I barely noticed—the shadows began to shrink. They slithered back into the mist, evaporating like smoke on a breeze. The cold receded. The humming ceased. Silence. The shadow guards turned toward me, battle-worn but silent. I glared at them.

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.

The room was in pitch darkness and he had no idea of his surroundings. The room was specially made to resist magic or any supernatural power, a vampire or werewolf couldn't use their powers in here and neither could he a witch, use his power. Evena was running mad, he was desperate for human contact even a beating would be acceptable to him as long as he could hear or see someone. The door opened and Evena heard footsteps as someone entered the room. "Who is there?" he asked fearfully. The person refused to answer and instead kept walking around the room.

Because if it is recognized, it might be contaminated and cease to function properly. “What use does it then serve?” “There is a catch in this, young lady. A miracle can grant anyone's wishes indefinitely.” Celius appears to be warning me, and I do gulp in response, but I couldn't help closing my eyes in the end. “What's the catch there, you say?” "If that lily granted that person's wishes, that person would surrender his or her soul to that lily and be sealed inside of it forever." “Is there a choice other than not having one's soul claimed?”

He killed his own father for heaven's sake. In the novel, he was described as someone who didn't feel any guilt, sorrow, or love and has a hobby of torturing his prisoners. But of course, it changed when he met the heroine. I didn't think it was love, but he became quite obsessed with the heroine and did all sorts of crazy things in order to possess her. The point is, he was a devil with the face of an angel. And that devil was currently standing in front of me. How come the villain and the villainess met at the marketplace? Fuck! This isn't supposed to happen!

“Not to mention immoral and unethical.” Speaking of bothered, I was sweating like I was having hot flashes. I felt so uncomfortable. I took off Jasper’s jacket and drank some more of the cold beer they offered. “So is having a side piece? What’s your point?” Shania scoffed. “Where would you even get a love potion these days?” Helen interjected thoughtfully. “All the witches are in Melcoria. The rest are just a bunch of l*wlifes looking for an easy buck.” “There’s one right here in Aldervolf!”