Murderous Villain Test Novels & Stories

I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain. 一 What are you still doing in front of me? 一 I asked and started to leave, but the girl brutally pulled my arm. 一 You attract attention wherever you walk 一 She uttered the words with hatred and squeezed my arm 一 You're going to lose everything 一 She threatened almost spitting and then I smiled evil. 一 Who do you think you are to threaten me? 一 I asked pulling my arm with all my strength. 一 Your worst nightmare 一 He said with hesitation in his voice.

Illegal deals. I observed them closely, and then he looked in my direction. That’s not my boss, that’s Director Orion Kade. The lights in the alley flickered and went off. This is dangerous. I tried to reverse and leave, but I hit something. A tall silhouette approached. The figure stopped in front of my car. My heart skipped as I gripped the wheel tightly. He lifted a torch and pointed it at my face. He came closer and raised the light. His face had a deep scar, visible even in the harsh lighting. I had no space to think clearly anymore. He opened the door, pulled out a table knife, and dragged me out by my hair.

He asked, still straddling me, but I didn't reply. “Have you?” he asked again, more forcefully, and I shook my head no. “Why do you think that is? You’ve been living with them for months now. Why have they never invited you when they go there? I’ll tell you why: they’re not who you think. Murray is a murderer. Your boyfriend, Camilo, is a murderer. You think I am evil? I am nothing compared to him. He’s a trained killer. He and his grandfather have taken countless lives over the years. Their hands drip with innocent blood.” He spat, looking me in the eye, and more tears gushed out of my eyes at his words.

could be fatal even to the innocent. "What kind of test?" I asked, though I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the answer. "You claim your power manifests during times of stress or danger," Moira replied. "We'll provide both in controlled circumstances. If your abilities are truly beyond your control, they'll surface. If you're a fraud..." She shrugged elegantly. "Well, frauds tend to break under pressure." I looked around the hall, seeing my fate reflected in hostile faces and cold eyes. There would be no mercy here, no benefit of doubt. I was already condemned the test would simply determine the manner of my execution.

My arms were aching fiercely, and the blood was barely circulating through my fingers. The boss let out a low chuckle, the kind that made my stomach churn. I wondered how some women fell in love with clearly villainous people. There was nothing attractive about a man who could kill you in half a second if he pleased. “Oh, no need. She just wants you incapacitated.” “Incapacitated,” I repeated, forcing a humorless laugh. “That’s a polite way to say dead.”

He was so fucking hot, as he walked in his normal prowling manner, his left hand in his cargo shorts pocket, and his right hand holding the small cup of liquor, As he gulped it at once, Valerie was lost in her indecent stares, She mood swing from petrification to body admiration made her guilty. "Breaking news, The Mafia Lord Derek was murdered brutally by an anonymous sniper, Earlier today the notorious serial killer, mafia lord, drug dealer, kidnapper, pedophile, rapist and rogue Lord Derek was murdered right in his private mansion by an unknown gunman, and the images getting to us...." The news caster was saying and Valerie was shock again, All these crimes to describe a man ? He's a rapi

I wasn’t sure if that was any kind of salvation. Evidence against Judas. What evidence was I exactly looking for here? Dumb, dumb, Sera. I pressed my palms to my temples, fighting the headache that had formed from hours of overthinking. Judas wasn’t an average criminal—he was a damn mobster, a murderer, a psychopath who enjoyed playing with life and death like it was a game. He didn’t just kill for power, he killed for fun, for sport. I’d seen that dark glimmer in his eyes more than once.

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

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.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.