Pinocchio Villains Novels & Stories

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"

“Instead of quietly eliminating them one by one… we make them believe Valentino is the rival Alpha preparing to destroy the organization.” Lorenzo burst into laughter. “So he becomes the villain.” “Exactly.” Valentino rubbed his jaw. “They’ll focus on me,” he said slowly. “Which gives me the freedom to move unnoticed,” I finished. Lorenzo raised his hand. “Hold on. Where do I come in?” I looked at him. “You get to kill the ones Valentino points out.” His grin immediately turned feral. “Well then,” he said, cracking his knuckles. “That works perfectly for me.”

An evil female voice shouted from the sky. Palio, a sinister enchantress once exiled from Parabola floats down, caring the corpse of the king in one hand and holding her scepter of malice in the other. " You evil witch!” Bonnie said as she folded her bow behind her back and pulled out a massive sickle.” Release the king this instant.” " You may have this pathetic tool,” Palio said as she threw the king’s lifeless body to the ground.” " I want the true threat to my reign. Bring me the child!”

He motioned for the men in front of him to move to the side. Bending down, he sneered, "I really hate when I get blood on me. People already consider me a dastardly villain, I try not to look the part." He grabbed the sack of bones in front of him by the hair and bashed its face into the floor. Blood splattered over his suit. "Now look what you've done, you've ruined the suit too," Alexander pretended to pout. Johannes Chevalier looked up at him, tears, blood, and mucus covering his once pretty face.

he suspected. "Huh?!" Ryan cupped his face and let him look at her. "Why would I do that? I won't hurt my baby." Slyvester smiled in excitement. Then an idea came to him. His smile vanished at the thought of the answer. "I knew it!" he gasped. "Someone from the three stepped on me with both feet." The only person who could do that was the man sitting across from him. And that's... " Vincent," Slyvester said while gritting his teeth. If Slyvester is Cinderella, Vincent is the stepmother—the main villain.

For a moment I thought he’s going to hurt her, but then he just lowers his face and kisses her squarely on the lips. And she kisses him back. Suddenly all the puzzle pieces fall together. All along the villain that I thought I would face was Father, but it’s Uncle Osman. Uncle Osman and Queen Zuri are the real puppeteers, pulling the strings and making things happen. The only question left for me now is how.

Lord Lucifer, who had been smoking, threw his cigar and stood up in fear. “Gamela de Brielle…” he whispered in Spanish, eyes widened. “You’re surprised? Don’t you know that’s the main reason I killed her? Do you think I would let Brielle remain with Alan if I didn’t have a plan? My plan is more terrifying than your imagination. I will **so** end Pucasso and all his race…” “Tell me about your puppet son Vincenzo,” Doctor Wicked said, taking a bottle of tequila and a glass cup.

He grinned like a psychopath and made to pull the trigger on Ivan, but Alessio prevented it by managing to push Enzo away. They both landed on the ground, with Alessio on top of him. Alessio began punching his face, but his punches now weren't as strong as they used to be, which made Enzo laugh. "You can't even throw a punch like you used to," he grinned through his bloody teeth. Alessio punched him again, but all he did was laugh. "Alessio!" Salvatore rushed inside. Enzo's eyes darted to Salvatore and he chuckled. "I'm sure you must think Salvatore is your ally, but he's not. He is just a snake in the green grass. He's more of a villain than I am," Enzo said.

I told them to play upstairs and they obey—including the pets, as we discuss in this tiny living room. "Basically," Matheo analyzes, "they used your child to ensnare you. He was found battered because of the magical chess game. While the Omegas found only him and Hrista, Danteleon said there was another one with them. This mysterious boy disappeared before the Omegas came. From some perspective, that boy framed Hrista." "... What about Afvshaganifs? Where is he?" I questioned while caressing Five. "Him? He submits the enchanters to the supreme mages, is what I know."

The Villain I'm wiping down the counter at the diner when all chatter ceases expeditiously. I look up to find the reason for the lack of breath from most of the patrons standing at the doorway, angry green eyes fixed on me. I unconsciously gulped as he stalked closer, eyes narrowed. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I looked around, every eye in the diner was fasten on us. "Um.. no?" I said unsurely. He came up to the counter, his arms flexing under his shirt as he grips the marble. "We made a deal, princess. Don't tell me you go back on your promises."