Pokemon Villains Novels & Stories

Receptionist "Your next opponent is Van, it will be the second match tomorrow, be there on time" Lauren walks away from there and goes towards his room, he sits down in front of a computer as he looks up the recent information about Van. Lauren 'Van, won his last battles by using only two pokemon and every other battle he had, he has already reviled his five pokemons, them being Blastoise, Beedrill, Arbok, Ninetails, and Machoke, the remaining are unknown, tomorrows battle will be a three on three as it is only top 16 so I should finish it quickly, lets see if this Van has an element of surprise up his sleeves'

"Damn, it seems like it's the Reaper's Breath from Poisonwielder!" Pierre and the other three's faces turned pale. Poisonwielder was one of the eight notorious villains on the Criminal list, and his infamous poison, Reaper's Breath, was extremely potent. Although the four never saw Poisonwielder or Reaper's Breath firsthand, as top members of the Central Region Dragon Corps, they were well-informed about the eight villains and knew some characteristics of the Reaper's Breath. The white mist and powder Wulfric released bore a striking resemblance to the Reaper's Breath. As soon as they inhaled a little, their true energy was immediately weakened and suppressed, and their power levels dropped

She believes Lance needs something like a wake up so he could have sense and Alaric was the best to do that. "Rick, I can explain..." He began but took note to take another step backwards but Alaric was faster as he landed a punch successfully on Lance's face. The punch was very strong as Lance staggered before regaining his balance...Alaric was a Boxer so it wasn't surprising about the strength he had.

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

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.

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

They said they had met demons and terrifying beasts in Death Valley. Lily looked over at Venn, somewhat suspiciously, and asked, "Did the prince really tell you that?" "Really, Lily." “Do you know what that place is like?” Venn shook his head and replied, "Death Valley is a place for wolf warriors to practice their fighting skills."

She would then laugh and say, "princess, do you accept defeat now?" The princess all in the name of a game didn't wanted to accept defeat. "I will never accept defeat, only when I am dead" Since then Reine plotted to get rid of the princess, that was how the powerful friendship they shared turned into some kind of game. End of flashback. Reine threw the frame away in anger, causing the screen to break, she gazed at the other frame, it was her and her mother.

How was it even possible something that large would fit into her narrow channel? Wait. Her channel? Unbidden the image of Mike Volka flashed in her brain, more moisture soaked her panties and heat crept up her cheeks. What was wrong with her? She put hands over Mischief's eyes. "Don't look, kitty." Jamie took a sip of her soft drink, a bite of her sandwich and chewed slowly as she turned the page. "Shape shifters mate for life, protecting their mates to the death. They have superhuman strength and senses. In human form they are distinguished by longer hair than usual on their heads, thick eyebrows and lean muscular bodies."

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."