Opm 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.

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.

The world setting is a historical fiction romance world that only deal with the Zelda kingdom and some little villages which were likely mention once or twice. [ World plot changes in the villainess character] Annabel ( the villainess mother and force mistress of General Adam) committed suicide few months after giving birth to the villainess, who was placed as maid of the female lead. Growing up from a toddler to a young girl, the villainess never knew the origin of her birth and had always know as a born slave for the General daughter. She was mistreated and abuse on physically by the female lead mother ( lady Becky) who couldn't stand sight of her.

I leaned my chin on my hand as I listened eagerly. “Although three months have passed, the Imperial Family is still wary of the recent incident, hence, the security around the area was tightened as the Imperial Knights continue to dig deeper into the case. Well, this is not the first time it happened and finding no evidence after every investigation depletes their titles as reliable knights." He flashed a smile as his eyes beamed with pride. "This is all thanks to our honorable men who are impeccable at eliminating evidences in every task." The crowd cheered and a smile was inevitably played on my lips. Well, that's true. I remembered how the male lead, Prince Johann had a lot of difficulty

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

“Switching to internal generator. Hostiles on the 49th floor—heavily armed, tactical formation, not mercenaries.” “Former operatives?” Riccardo asked. Marco nodded grimly. “They’re Voss’s fail-safe unit. Ghosts. No names, no fingerprints. They don’t take prisoners.” Camilla turned to the families. “Still think this is about one of us grabbing power?” The Ivankov patriarch stood. “I didn’t sign up to be gunned down by shadows.” Camilla strode up to him, her voice lethal in its quietness. “You signed up to build a new empire. You think that doesn’t come with blood? Sit down, or get out of my way.”

Or might have been the last vestiges of her humanity objecting to what she was about to help orchestrate. She crushed it. Pushed it down into the darkest corners of her mind where it couldn't interfere with the mission. Melina was a specimen. Not a person. Not a young woman with dreams and fears and a family that loved her. Just a specimen with valuable genetic material. *** Victor stood before the assembled leadership. Twenty operatives. The best the Vigil had. Hunters who'd spent decades tracking supernaturals. Soldiers who understood tactical extraction. "Tomorrow night," Victor said, his voice carrying absolute authority, "we execute Operation Harvest."

"You broke my heart because of this betrayal of yours, Jake, so I think I need to break your arm or leg instead. Or do you prefer, your neck?" Jake's face was white as a corpse. He fell to his knees on the floor. "Boss, I will give you important information that no one else knows, but please spare me, boss." "Hm? What information?" asked Nicholas interestedly. "Just telling me, maybe I could consider whether I would just break your arm, or just your leg, or ... your neck." Jake's face was wet with cold sweat and tears of fear. "Boss, actually there is no such person as Stefano Gills. Black Opium is being controlled by someone stronger and he is using the name Stefano Gills as a pseudonym," J

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.