Psycho Pass Villain Novels & Stories

Tears streamed down her face as she cursed her self for being unfortunate, after hours of sitting by herself, after hours of pouring out all her tears she had, she just layed their unable to fall asleep. Her conscience judged her greatly so much that she couldn't even fall asleep, she knew that if her mother was alive, her mother would never support her in killing her own best friend. That instance, her mother's words rang into her ears, "by cutting off the head is never the solution to an headache" "Why me?" She sobbed quietly, her whole life had no meaning at all, she saw her self as a villain, a villain with no life at all. She took a useless game too far, even though she became the winne

Yes, I have my set standards, but in reality, I just simply and honestly want to meet a nice man that I will experience real-life romance with. I am not asking for too much but the universe really decided that I shall have a whole new, different plot just for me. I am only asking for a nice man; therefore, I am given someone who is not simply nice… I am given a villain. The villain named Navier. With everything that I have heard and know a bit about myself, saying that he is a villain makes so much more sense now—and it is not a bad thing. If this is a part of who Navier really is, I already established to myself how I am more scared of the fact that I will easily accept him no matter what.

I watched Cyrus' face and eyes, trying to see what he was getting at. All I saw was his usual stoic expression. Even his voice was emotionless. Jayce looked at him suspiciously, "Why would I trust a rogue to fight fair?" Cyrus' eyes flashing pale blue was the only sign that he was irritated at the implications of the statement,

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

“His surveillance systems created chemistry.” “Amara.” “His villain energy—” “Enough.” I grinned slightly. “See? We’re bonding already.” “We are not.” “You’re smiling internally.” “I’m not.” “Emotionally maybe.” Victor ignored that completely before continuing. “What qualities does Mr. Kane possess?” I thought about it honestly for a second. Dangerous. Intelligent. Manipulative. Strangely attentive. Oh and terrifying voice. I swallowed slightly before answering casually: “He’s observant.” Victor paused. Interesting reaction.

Security, safety and belonging. ‘’You’re just the same, you said so yourself. Is that what you do? You greet, smile and charm while putting a knife to my throat?’’ He’s just confirming every move and step since I met him has probably been exactly that, and those soft hints I think I see are nothing more than a clever game plan. Alexi is as bad as Santagato only more accomplished at hiding his evil—his skills are in the psychology and not the physical pain.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

"What did he do today?" "Sophia moved his car keys to the opposite side of his desk while he was in the bathroom," Eva giggles darkly. "And I left a silver toy airplane sitting right in the center of his security monitors." My smile widens. Since discovering Victor's true identity, I instructed Eva and Sophia to wage psychological action. Small things. Moving his clipboard. Whispering and stopping the second he walks into a room. Leaving flight magazines on the breakroom table. Victor is a paranoid thug who knows he committed murder. The quiet reminders are making him crack.

I smiled coldly. If he’s a psycho, then I’ll be worse. That’s how you deal with people like this. “Do you think you're a big deal?” His voice snapped louder now. “I could just kill you off right here and no one would know, but guess why I’m not doing that?... Because I’m not a coward.” Good. That’s what I want. Let him get angry, let him lose control. I had already pressed the SOS chip hidden at the back of my panties the moment I came to. How the hell didn’t they detect that while dragging me in here?

Given that psychopath personality, who knows if once he noticed my presence, he would choose me to be his experiment subject then I would be doomed. I didn't think too much about it. Other than the villain, I also need to avoid the protagonist and the male lead who is supposed to meet in a clinchè setting. Those two are both no good, they are also psychopaths. Although it wasn't as much as the villain since Mr. Valcarcel got the title as a villain because of his extreme means to use someone, the protagonist is also the same though much lower than the villain. However, for me who was just a small cannon fodder who died in chapter one, the protagonists are also the scariest because they have g