Pure Villain Novels & Stories

I said picking my bag from his table His eyes narrowed at me, a soft smile formed on his lips. “You always did think, you could get all you want but this is a mafia world and women will never thrive” Marshall said “ tell your husband to send in the contract and I might think about signing it.” “ Yet, I beat you to your own game” I said The smug smile wiped off his face immediately “ I expect feedback from you by tomorrow.” “ You’re just going to be a pawn to them, Violet” he scoffed. “ you married into a house of wolves and now you think you are one of the pack members, you will always be nothing just the way your family treated you as nothing.”

"Me? No, no. I have not heard of any kitten. He is lying to you." "Lie! How preposterous! Our Sir Xu would never lie!" BLAH BLAH BLAH... "Girl, you think too highly of Sir Xu. He is clearly lying to you. What kind of kitten has confidence?" She rolls her eyes, "Sir Xu would never lie. He is the most charming, most..." BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH.. At this point, I am just picking my nose. Sheesh, becoming rivals with this girl will be doomsday..

“Yeah. I know I can free you from Sir. We will run away together and you can be my mistress no one will ever know. We can have seven kids or more and I will keep you happy and satisfied. Just say yes and I will let you out now.” Can a man be any more disgusting? I thought Ken was one of kind but Heh here was another one. I leaned closer to him and then smirked, “You chickened out just by the sight of my boyfriend and you still stand here making promises. You disgust me, Victor. My blood is boiling at the sight of you and your words. The worst thing about your offer, you didn’t even try to be a gentleman about it. Never treat a woman as your mistress.” Saying this I kicked him in the groin ma

"I have seen you for two years. That much time is enough to draw a conclusion whether a person is as good as they show or fake. You're not fake, Violet. You're a nice and humble soul." "That nasty piece of work Princess, on the other hand, is following her father's path and being an oppressive dictator like him. I'm telling you, the things she's done to you will come before her as well. Karma doesn't spare anyone. She will also get what she gave you." Violet gasped. She was scared suddenly since Mrs. Styles didn't feel anything when she said those words. She went on, "She is a bítch who's been trained to bully others. Her father is her inspiration and I won't be surprised to know that she fr

The class fractures into moral camps. I don’t speak. Not because I don’t have an opinion. But because I understand the answer depends on who holds the power. After class, Klein stops me. “Vellarius,” she says, adjusting her glasses. “You’re quiet.” “I prefer listening.” “And what do you hear?” Fear. Ambition. Ignorance. “Pattern,” I answer instead. She studies me for a moment, then nods slowly. “Be careful with that.” With what? Pattern recognition?

Caterina felt her heart beating fastly at being called a Deer. “I am sorry, sir. I… I didn't mean to… I.. I would go bb..back”. She stammered and turned to skittle away but Hugo caught her wrist. “You are a virgin”. It wasn't a question. It was said with utter confidence as if Hugo knew it and he was marely stating a fact. “I am sorry sir”. She tried to free her wrist but instead her wrist was caught even tightly. “I need confirmation or you would like me to sample”. He asked in a low stern tone.

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

he said to me, his voice sharp. Not a saint like me? What was he going on about? "I'm not some saint, Evan. I'm just me. Melody," I told him, my words slow, careful. "That's just what the problem is, isn't it?" He replied, his tone sardonic. Turning around sharply, he looked right into my eyes when he next spoke, the low rumble of his voice making goosebumps erupt all over my body. "You're too good of a soul to be treated the way these people here treat you. You're too pure, too innocent, too everything."

"Violet, I don't know if Saul told you this, but I'm petty and hold grudges. Eridanus is my baby. If you do anything with my baby, you're dead." Violet raised an eyebrow and smirked. "He didn't mention that. In his eyes, you're like some flawless angel. But I know you're a petty, stingy, little penny-pincher who never lets anything slide." Then, she laughed again. The only reason she'd lost the last time was because she was caught off guard. In the end, Violet was a PR genius. She had a face that looked completely harmless on the surface. When she smiled, she even had a little fang out and two dimples.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.