Mutant Villains Novels & Stories

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

All he can hear was the sound of a kid crying for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." The voice of the little girl sounds familiar, Doctor Morgan was in fear that moment, but he tried to keep calm despite the creepy scenario. He tried to looked around but he can see nothing but the blinding darkness, he heard the voice of the kid, chuckling, laughing and crying out for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." "Who killed you?" "Mentris... Mentris.... He will come to kill you Doctor Morgan!"

Your anatomy was changed so that you can only live off of human blood instead of water and food. "Are you telling me I can't eat cake anymore?!?" [You can eat it for enjoyment, but you will not gain nutrients from consuming it.] "I see, so I'm like a vampire?" [No, you're a mutant. Vampires don't exist in this world, but it's a type of vampirism.] "What will happen to my Lover?" [He will recover, but you have infected him with the virus. So he will most likely gain his abilities when he awakens.]

Her eyes are full of stars in a way that is not metaphorical — there are actual stars in them, pinpricks of cold light that have no business being inside the eyes of a creature that lives at the bottom of an ocean trench. Black veins climb her throat to her jaw. The veins are mine, in nine years, if I am not careful. "My name is Morrigwen, host. I was the first. The Salt Throne was mine. I burned it down. I burned my own children. The pearl made me hungry and I ate everyone I had ever loved and then I ate the kingdom and then I ate the continent and then there was nothing left but the trench it sent me back to. I have been here for eighteen thousand years. I have been waiting to tell someone

That place was filled with a mix of ordinary people, and in such harsh conditions, many resorted to cannibalism. Although killing was not allowed in the base, many people mysteriously disappeared. She also mentioned that mutants could have been assigned to better neighborhoods, but many were unwilling to be separated from their families and ended up in middle-class neighborhoods. It turned out her brother was also a powerful fire mutant. He was only 17 years old and named Xavier Tayson. Xavier was a member of Squad 7 and would often go out on missions. Another neighbor on our floor also had a mutant. It was said that they were able to stimulate plant growth. They were a young couple. The wom

“Gale, what happened?!” “Shit! There is a small group of people who tried to release the head council, I gotta go!” The sudden disconnection left him unsettled. He quickly ordered two of his Beta members to guard the cabin while he investigated the situation below. Transforming into his wolf form, he witnessed Soma and Gale battling a group of berserkers. These hybrids had augmented strength from a chemical injection, attempting to save the head council while eliminating witnesses. Fortunately, they had anticipated this assault. Gale and Dimitri foresaw that the opposing forces still had some reserves and would strike during the executions. Despite the berserkers' formidable nature, they wer

It was necessary to gather some information first. "Your strength is indeed formidable, but it's not enough to be our leader." The mutant lion wasn't looking down on Victor. It was simply stating a fact. "Oh? Not even him?" Victor gestured at Windfall. Windfall was a Monarch-rank, practically an invincible existence to them, at least for now. If Windfall wanted to, he could easily gather a whole bunch of underlings. "Not even him!" The mutant lion shook its head again. "Oh, really? What exactly is your boss?" The mutant lion's refusal piqued Victor's interest.

"Hold the frequency. Don't let the rhythm break." I watched the digital map of the Iron Yard on my screen—a jagged, wireframe representation of a skeletal kingdom. The four red dots of the mercenaries were stuttering, their movement erratic as they tried to navigate the "Sonic Screen." They were elite, likely former Sokolov specialists or "Sanitizers" who had survived the purge of the Cavallo Estate, but they were built for the "Architecture." Here, in the "Vault of Sin," the architecture was actively trying to kill them.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

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.