Most Evil Character In Fiction Novels & Stories

It was only then I felt the entire gathering staring right at me, but I didn't really care. Yes, Gram hissed. Hold your ground. Good girl. I'm sure Batsheva was aware I'd simply failed to sit, but Gram was right. The smile on Batsheva's face faded as I stood there, unmoving, unbending. Cogs turned, connections fired, ties pulled into knots. The Dumonts. The Moromonds. My family. All connected through magic and greed and jealousy, led by the most horrible evil I'd ever met. Worse than Demitrius Strong, leader of the Chosen of the Light, who at least was deluded into thinking he was doing the right thing. Worse than Nicholas DeWinter, a vampire evil long before I met him, but led by his heart

The sight of blood made me sick but still, I didn’t think of leaving and Bernardo made sure to keep Sean away from me. Even as they fought. Okay, not fight because he hasn’t been able to deliver a single successful punch at Bernardo so it was more like Bernardo beating his ass up and undoing all the work I did. It was kind of comical seeing him go from being a ruthless villain talking about what he would do to my body to being an almost lifeless loser. The things I found out from the man. Goodness, I don’t think a greater evil ever existed. He killed so many shifters and even non-shifters. He did many shits that I couldn’t even bring myself to say out loud. There was so much evil inside of h

“Even in hell, you would remain under me, Miss Hood…” His evil laughter echoed behind me, making me flush red from the heat. BASTARD !! Even in hell, he couldn’t put aside his lust. An Absolute Evil Creature !!!

They called it a hallucination, but I thought something else had gone wrong. I tried to let it go, to focus on something else. Like the movie in front of me. Who did that to me? Dorothy was my first guess. Ares was my second. He hated me, but he wasn’t there when I started hallucinating. He did show up when I almost drowned. Was that a warning? Payback for not meeting him at the cafeteria? But I’d gone to school with him that morning. Ares was a devil. No question. Yet, despite everything, I found myself wanting him to come and save me. It was a bitter realization, one that gnawed at my insides.

"Oh my gosh. I mean, she is supposed to be this super smart top student. I didn't see any of that when she got killed, but now… she actually fought back?" "Shit, shit, shit. This story just turned into a girlboss plot. That's so cool!" "But… she just killed someone. Won't she go to jail for that?" I laughed softly. Jail? Of course not. I crouched down and lifted the man's cap and mask. At last, his face was fully exposed—plump, greasy, and ugly. Regardless of whether he was an evil, ruthless killer or a brilliant, handsome hero, Paul Waechter would forever be the ugliest, most wicked creature in my world.

Now she wanted that guy even if he wasn't a unique thing but he had done many mistakes and so now she wanted to see his happy life crumbling down. The other guy wasn't bad too or that was what he thought but he wanted that particular male to cry and feel the pain that he had felt in his childhood. He couldn't forget the promise that he did and he would do anything to get that done. The most dangerous villain was the one who knew his opponent's weaknesses and was always focused on getting to his opponent's weaknesses. Sadly, they both knew the weakness of their enemy. They weren't two small enemies but rather choose to be one big evildoer.

I frowned at her answer and asked, "What do you mean by that? Care to explain" With a smile, she nodded her head and voiced, "I am Charlotte. Let me explain. This world has many mysteries. Many were graved deep not to get exposed to normal living humans" I didn't get a single word she was speaking even though I didn't stop her. She continued, "Like some creatures created by celestial beings when the evil spirits got loosened before millions and millions of ages. There came one cruel war between Good and Evil. Good is won by the creatures created by the Gods of heaven.

Given that psychopath personality, who knows if once he noticed my presence, he would choose me to be his experiment subject then I would be doomed. I didn't think too much about it. Other than the villain, I also need to avoid the protagonist and the male lead who is supposed to meet in a clinchè setting. Those two are both no good, they are also psychopaths. Although it wasn't as much as the villain since Mr. Valcarcel got the title as a villain because of his extreme means to use someone, the protagonist is also the same though much lower than the villain. However, for me who was just a small cannon fodder who died in chapter one, the protagonists are also the scariest because they have g

That was the problem. Hector didn’t understand love because he had never felt it. People to him weren’t partners, they weren’t family. They were assets—expendable, replaceable, nothing more than tools to sharpen his hunger. I’d done bad things, yes. I wasn’t innocent. But at least I knew where my sins ended. Hector’s? His had no bottom. His brand of evil was pure, methodical, without limits. And for the first time, staring into the shadows he cast, I realized what kind of monster I was truly up against.

But as I peek down the balustrade and see his mangled body splayed on the landscape below, I still can’t help feeling a wave of despair at the very pit of my stomach. First Hendrik. Then Father. Then Uncle. None of them are perfect. Hendrik had enabled this to go on for quite some time, but in the end he had the agency to do what he thought was right. Father was a bad man, but I saw his purity when the whole cabin I was in got burned to the ground by my very own release of power. Uncle Osman, on the other hand, was just evil right from the beginning. And I don’t know if this is just my own good memories of him sabotaging and going against my head right now, but it’s hard to believe what he h