My Disciples Are All Villains Novels & Stories

I stared at the marks on his arm and almost laughed. Those injuries came from him getting drunk and crashing into a glass liquor cabinet the week before. I was the one who treated them. Vivian fell silent for a moment before slowly sitting back down. Nathan's eyes lit up. He thought his sob story had worked. The floating comments exploded. [The male lead is seriously disgusting. He blames everything on the villainess! Those injuries were obviously his own fault!] [Forget the romance. I just want to watch these two women team up and destroy this scumbag.]

"You really think this plan is flawless, don't you?" Celeste sneered. "So what if it isn't? No one's coming to save you." I pointed toward the man standing beside her, Vincent. "Don't you get it? You're being used. You think you're some kind of warrior fighting for love, but you're just a dog doing someone else's dirty work." Her face froze. "Who are you saying is using me?" "You know exactly who. Keep this up, and you'll regret it soon enough." Before she could answer, Vincent grabbed a rock and hurled it down at us. "Don't listen to him, Celeste! He's stalling for time, waiting for rescue. Bury him now!"

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.

At that time, Xander and Omar appeared relaxed, and they did not appear to misunderstand Caspian because of that matter, which calmed Caspian down. "We might be all cultivators, but there are times where we still need to fight for power and gains. The few of us…" Omar leaned closer to Caspian and whispered with his utmost softest voice, "might only be someone's pawns. But, don't worry about it. Ordinary disciples are unaware of such a thing, but we've been through this more than once." Caspian looked at Omar and noticed him glancing at the few people, including Xander, Benedict, and Maya. Caspian also realized that these disciples all appeared normal as if they were accustomed to it.

When Mystic Vale saw that evil-warding coin, he knew he had no chance to argue anymore. Before the karma marks even showed up on his body, he had already grabbed the person next to him by the neck! Which disciple was closest to him, which disciple was the unluckiest. He could've done it without anyone noticing and gone to his good disciple first—no one would've found out. But Ethereal Lumin Hold, that female disciple, just had to meddle!

"Let's see what we're doing for today." I clicked a folder on my computer. Employment process and staff checks. The main goal is to fish out Thor's pawns and eliminate them. But how will I know when he always makes sure to avoid suspicion? I twirled on my chair as if it'll make my thought process faster, it did. I stopped and opened a new page on the computer, typed in childhood. Thor doesn't recruit loyal people, he recruits people he has something against. People with something to lose, people like me.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

“The Dominican Republic is a small piece, but it’s a useful one. We have our men there. I’ll make sure they know about Marcellus’ little scheme.” “And then?” Keith asks, his tone curious. “And then we let him walk into his trap,” I say, a cold smile forming on my lips. Keith nods, clearly satisfied with my plan. I turn back to Nate. “Shut it off. We’ve heard enough.” Nate clicks a few buttons and the screen goes dark. The room feels quieter now. Keith looks at me. “Ally with other mafias?” he says, shaking his head. “Does he really think they will trust him?”

"You're not sure?" "There are people who disappear without dying." Amara stared at her. "My father isn't one of them." "I didn't say he was." "You don't get to speak in riddles anymore." Alessia leaned against the edge of her desk. "You're right." It was so unexpected that Amara almost laughed. Almost. "Then tell me everything." Alessia's eyes lowered. "I can't." "Why?" "Because I don't know everything." "And what you do know?"

Delilah says in a sadistic tone. "The Schneider's were the same people who sponsored Malfred to bring me down. Now they will soon release to the world a disgusting person he is. He should never have bitten the hands that fed him." Delilah hinted to Malfred's betrayal wearing a crazy look in her eyes. Kobie looked at Delilah and was quite mortified. "Well I have to go. I'll be back with your survey." Kobie immediately leaves the room. Theodore watched Delilah put her hair in a bun and struggle with conflict if bringing up what he heard.