Murderous Villain Test Novels & Stories

"if you try to cause any problems then let me tell you, your little brother is under my custody and I will shot him dead in a moment you'll make mistake, so if you want him alive then cooperate" He put his hands in his pocket and let out his phone. In a second he played some video and held it in front of her face. In the video there was a little boy lying on the chair in unconscious state and some men were standing around him holding pistols. Her eyes filled with scare, she glanced at the beast standing in front of him. "I'll do as you say, I promise. Just let him go" she told him with a shivery, crying voice. "I'll release him today as you'll marry me" an evil smile spread on his face, laug

The Cassano family has a strange tradition. Any man who wants to marry me has to go into a dark room with my father for his “test.” Only the ones who pass get to be with me. But over the years, I’ve had several boyfriends, and every single one of them came out of that room a different person, with murder in their eyes. My fifth boyfriend, Dominic, scoffed at the idea. “It’s just some old-school scare tactic.” “I love you, and I want to marry you,” he promised. “Don’t worry, baby.” He went in. When he came out, he looked at me like I was something he’d scraped off his shoe. “You filthy bitch. I can’t believe the Cassano family even lets you live.” He lunged at me, his hands wrapping around my

She looked me up and down with undisguised disdain and I got the immediate impression that she didn’t think I belonged here and resented the fact that Killian had chosen me over someone from within the pack. “My name is Selene and I will be administering the loyalty test,” she said in a voice that was smooth as silk but carried an underlying edge of hostility, “This test is designed to determine whether you can be trusted to keep pack secrets even when faced with threats or incentives to betray us.” She walked in a slow circle around me and I felt like prey being stalked by a predator, and when she spoke again her voice had dropped to something more intimate and dangerous. “The test works by

Ever since he started cheating, she hasn't let him touch her. [Okay, I owe the villainess an apology. I was rooting for her to get HIV earlier.] Three days later, a test report arrived from the hospital. I opened it and gave it a casual glance. I sent Vivian a message. "It's time." Vivian replied with an "OK" emoji almost instantly. The floating comments erupted. [IT'S HAPPENING!!! THE TRAP IS FINALLY SNAPPING SHUT!!!] [The male lead's already setting up his confession. He still thinks he's getting away with everything. Just wait until reality hits him!]

Lillian's voice cut through—sharp, ice-cold. "I burned that ultrasound on purpose. Jacob might still be playing nice, but I'm done. You need to vanish. You don't belong with him. Your whole thing? A lie. He's Bayronne's richest man. You were just a game." Jacob froze. Every word hit like a slap. She was cruel. And he'd let her twist everything—let her turn him against the one person who actually mattered. He sank into the couch. Water dripped from the ceiling, cold against his scalp.

“No.” He smirked, keeping his eyes on the road. “He wants to see if you’ve got any real guts. Anyone can kill in the heat of the moment. It’s when you have to face someone and look them in the eye that you know what you’re made of.” I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice steady. “So this is another test?” Viktor chuckled, the sound low and dark. “Everything is a test in this world, girl. You either pass, or you’re done. Simple as that.”

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!

"You killed them! You killed Jaxson! You took everything!" "Are you sure?" The question was so quiet, so steady, that it stopped the air in my lungs. "What?" I breathed, my grip loosening. He leaned even closer, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, his breath a cold draft against my skin. "Are you so sure that I’m the villain you’re looking for, Val?" I snorted, trying to reclaim my anger. "You're the devil I want to crush into the dirt. There is no one else."

I was too angry to face such a kind soul. Valefar was evil. I had known that all my life. No-one pretended he was anything other than a vile, vicious, villain. I had seen him destroy human lives and break the souls of brilliant werewolves. I had seen him take his anger out on imps and kill creatures for the fun of it.

The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. Antonio Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed. Except her. And she tries. Oh, how she fûcking tries.