Oc Villains の小説・ストーリー

" He spoke. October looked at him now. "I thought that werewolves were good." Arnell snorted. "Everything has a bad side, even the conscience." October was confused at that. Arnell laughed. "You have bad Lores, just as you have bad humans, like Onyx." "Even so witches and wolves are mortal enemies, they don't tell you that in the books, vampires don't get along with wolves either." "Onyx seems to be a pain." October knew that Alistair said that he is evil, and wants to take over the world, but whenever she talked to him, he doesn't seem like a bad person.

Alexander's eyes swept the deck, recognizing faces from the most-wanted posters—murderers, thieves, the worst of the worst. There was Leighton, the infamous Bomber, with a rap sheet of explosions stretching into the double digits and a death toll to match. There was Alvin, the arms dealer, responsible for funneling weapons into Yarica. There was also Elena, the deadly Black Widow, weaving webs of deceit in marriages only to kill for cash. It was as if by some twisted stroke of fate, all those villains were packed into one place. Alexander pondered whether he should play the hero and rid the world of those vermin.

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.

child was the one who killed him when got the information about the father's evil deeds. As a being who had stayed with a lot of people, the child understood the pain and suffering an individual goes through. Even though, they are both ruthless, they are all kind and caring to the innocent. That, I have witnessed it and I know that some of the mafia leaders in other nations have witnessed too. If you are both watching this, kindly, save us from the evil people. Let's work together to make sure their is enough security for our innocent children, women and also the families with are been broken by them. I will be waiting for your arrival." "We have all been witnessing what has been going on i

Then next step was destroying the people who helped him. For some people, I would be a villan trying to kill everyone but if being a villan means killing your worse enemy who completely shattered your life than, I would love being one. I don't care what other thinks because I'm sure that people close to me are rooting for me. They support me knowing what my real intentions are. I remember how Layla reacted when I told her about killing someone for the first rime. She didn't took me as some freak who belonged to some mental hospital.

For so long he waited to have a piece of Olivia. “You are sick, insane… I'm not yours…you are nothing but a murderer,” she should have known the blackmailer was Luciano. He stooped so low just to have her. “So is he, he's a damn killer…a rapist, and I'm much better than him,” Luciano said angrily and slammed his fist on the armrest of the chair. Olivia's heart thumped from fright. She couldn't recognize him anymore. A man she used to adore and live with. He was pure with a kind heart, but he turned into a devil.

I stumbled into the path of a fucking villain. Well, calling it a squad back then was generous. It was just Regis and a silent Class A Beta who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else in the world. I remembered crawling through the high itchy grass, bruised and bleeding, only to look up and see Regis leaning against a thick oak tree, a wicked, lazy smirk on his face. He didn't help me. Of course he didn't. Why would he? He was Regis Nightshade— a bastard, dirtier than the devil himself, who cared about nothing and no one.

None dared point their guns at Damien, whose icy presence kept them paralyzed with fear. Oliver barely glanced at the armed men, his expression bored. “Big Boss, can I blow them up?” he asked, naively tilting his head toward Damien. “Or maybe just cut off this piggy’s tongue? He’s getting on my nerves. Oh, wait! Let’s gouge out his eyes—they’d make a great treat for our bloodhounds.” The Velvet Vipers men paled. Oliver spoke with such casual malice that it was clear he’d done these things before.

“Choose, Kade Thorn. Side with your blood. Or die with these broken wolves you call a pack. We offer power, real power. Not the collars and drugs of false gods.” Drugs? Was he talking about Michelle and Ashram and what they had been up to all this time? Well, those two were definitely the worse villains I had faced. How Michelle had gone from a corporate sniffer to being someone who had lost her morals and wanted to take over a specie was something I never saw coming.

Alpha Evan explained, asking what he wanted to at the end while Miss Lillian listened attentively, clearly willing to help as much as she could. Her brows furrowed as she thought about it. "I do know of a war like that. It was between three werewolf packs, and a witch coven out in the woods. From what I know, they were a bunch of powerful witches, so three packs had joined forces to take them down. They had been performing some sort of magic that had apparently been dangerous according to the surrounding werewolf packs and they had deemed it necessary to bring those witches down," Miss Lillian explained, her frown deepening as she spoke.