Phosphorus Villain Novels & Stories

Although this was the first time he had come into direct contact with it, from what he had learned, he knew for sure that this was the poison that killed vampires. “It belongs to Valor Patel,” replied Harold. “Just now when he was fighting with the group of people, he accidentally dropped this. But maybe it was because he was too focused on Mrs. Ramos that he didn't notice." Harold also knew that Valor had feelings for Keelin and their relationship, which was why he felt even more worried because Valor was with Keelin right now. But Harold was just an acquaintance, a not-so-close friend, he couldn't stop it. It was not difficult for Lars to understand what Harold meant.

Fallon asks. Azazel points to the documents on the table. “We found several other scrolls that mention the word Pestifer Mundi again. This time it’s in Gaelic.” Aon uair ‘s gu bheil anam Gemini a’ bàsachadh. Bidh sgriosadair an t-saoghail ag èirigh agus thèid daonnachd a chall air eagal ‘s gun dèan daonnachd ìobairt.

she asked. “Failure of the organs and the body. More like instant death, but I gave you a small dose, that’s why you were only paralyzed halfway”. “Just like your father” he smiled. “Now about Phantom”. “Yes Phantom” and he was on his seat again. “First, you have to get into their club and it isn’t easy, but lucky for you I can get you in”. “How?” Takashi asked. “They’re looking for recruits, and it was a very convenient time to put a mole there”.

Mocking the veteran. With a determined expression etched on his weathered face, Phillip stood. “That’s what she wants you to believe. That she is powerless, that she is weak, that she doesn’t hide anything.” Said Phillip while he screens the room, making sure that he is the center of the attention. “My body has witnessed the horrors of the Crimson Witch herself. It’s not just her omnipotence or her armies of vampire that is horrifying, but also her cunning and malicious wits. Our kind are not safe from her cruel nature, as she seems to have a deep resentment towards our tribe, and she would always find ways to torment and raze our tribe.”

"You were accompanied by those what? Ants? What are those powers your comrades has? It's too weak. Too damn easy to kill." Nangilabot ako sa mga sinabi niya. Parang kanina lang ay umamin pa siya ng pag-ibig niya sa 'kin. Now he's bragging his throne as the number one villain. "Fucking beast, you are just like them," sabi ng phoenix. Lumingon ako sa kanila at kita ko ang galit sa mga mata niya. He looks very in pain. "Them? Who are you talking about?" tanong ko.

Perhaps it was due to her instincts as the villainess of the story, but from the moment she saw this woman, she hated her from the bottom of her heart. She had a face that was completely different from hers. Meanwhile, the model husband in other people’s eyes and the person who once loved her the most was holding this woman’s hand and even hugging her while working. They acted as if no one else existed. They interacted with such intimacy that it seemed as if they had been together for years, even though a year ago, my father had badmouthed this woman with her in the middle of the night. They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innoc

"The cup came from my own brother's house. Your uncle Rick poured the poison into the bottle on the third night of the warm-current season. He chose a vintage I drank only on private suppers because he wanted my death to look like grief had finally caught me." "The boy you love is his tool. Liam has been lying with his shoulders since before he asked for your hand. He was never the architect of this, daughter. He was the instrument. He is the dagger your uncle has been sharpening for three years and you are the wedding it was forged for." "The girl is yours. Your cousin Rose has been his lover for as long as he has been your suitor. She does not love him. She loves being chosen. He never qui

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.

“I didn’t do a thing to that boy, Heather. Why won’t you believe me?” “Because you’re a damn liar,” I replied without missing a beat. “You had Patty killed. You lied to me and dad for years, and you have this stupid diabolical plan about making us rich. You’re literally a villain, mom.” I chuckled without humor; one filled with sadness and pity. “So I’m a villain for loving my family and wanting to take care of them?” “No, don’t turn this around. Don’t make yourself a victim.”

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