Qu Villain Novels & Stories

Her eyes swept the bodies lying in disarray about her own—beat, battered, powerless. Tears sparkled in their eyes. They had been deceived. They had dared. And now— Their Alpha kneeled. Handcuffed. Subdued. Subjugated. Vladimir's gold-colored eyes blazed with malevolent glee. He kneeled on the ground before her, his gore-covered fingers wrapping around her jaw. "Look at you," he whispered softly. "The great Wolf Queen. The chosen one. The so-called goddess of revenge." His smile grew, his sneer twisted on the curve of his mouth.

Quil guffawed. “Marshall Zain Yorke is going to kill you to avenge his master. I, on the other hand, am going to enjoy toying with your woman to avenge my uncle. How does it sound? My revenge plan sounds good, right?” “Hmph. In your dreams!” Fane chuckled, though without humor in them. “You’ll surely be disappointed to know Selena won’t be kidnapped. I guarantee you that.” “Haha! You seem confident. Do you think my bodyguards are useless? Do you think that they can’t get one simple woman?” Quil started laughing out loud.

Thorin added. “King Quillard was furious. Grieving for his lost mate, he commanded Evras and Xovia to summon the powerful armies. Ikrur on the other hand was enjoying the destruction he made and summoned the ghouls, trolls, ogres, demons, and vampires under the influence of his power,” Thorin said. This event caused the wolves to be hostile around the vampires. The death of the Queen left them scarred.

Dennis, who spent his entire time in The Unknown, and had never encountered Shadow or Shadow’s people, failed to understand why. Vilfredo couldn’t help but laugh. “Right. Damn her and her underlings.” He clenched his fists. “If my calculation is correct, the T-Vir is on the brink of collapse.” “Then, this blizzard makes sense. I know one person who is capable of doing this.” Freddie looked at Vilfredo and Ferdinand in a meaningful gaze simultaneously. “Blue Bunny,” Vilfredo called the name that he hated so much. “My rival.” He hated the man so much. Despite lacking a mana density in the Underworld, the man was still far superior to him. He was profound in handling his power as if he practice

Her hands balled into fists, her knuckles turning white. A pack of loathsome creatures, cowards, two-faced liars! She had believed, if only for a fleeting moment, that those men were genuinely interested in a partnership with New Chesire Group. With Santiago's entrance, however, their allegiances flipped like a switch. It was despicable. Why the need for private meetings, for secret rooms? That Quain was a villain among villains. "Do you have a thing for hotel rooms?" While Amber was biting back her fury, a voice, composed and detached, drifted over from nearby. "If the Vittorio Business League is filled with your kind, it might as well dissolve right here and now.

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

He could continue to wield his power without worrying about ruining his prospects. That had changed after he graduated, though. Her research of him this past year had come up with a string of beautiful lovers who had warmed his bed. He rotated between them almost like he had a written schedule. None of them seemed to have his favor and if one attempted to ask for something more, he cut them off entirely. She remembered feeling disappointed when she learned about his love affairs. Something in her had thought this villain was different, but it seemed that wasn’t the case. Claiborne was a user, just like him.

That's what they all believed. It was reasonable for them to think that way. A spoiled wealthy girl and a naive innocent one. Who was the villain? Apparently, no one was on my side. People believe what they want to believe, and I was the one who got their anger. That was that. They couldn't be changed. But I did hold some grievances. I was pissed not because everyone hated me, but because of Annika Summers, the girl with an innocent face I used to take as my best friend.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

’’ Val asked, innocently looking at everyone. ‘‘Something important.’’ Her dad said and wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led her towards their cars. They sat in cars and went towards their home, surrounded by guard's cars. Val talked about her work and staying in Russia to her family. Valencia De Von Cruz, the queen of the underworld and leader of 'Dark Knights'. she gained the mafia power 1 year ago, after five years of training and hard work. They reached home after 45 minutes, they stood at the door and gently pushed Val ahead. ‘‘Go on, open the door.’’ Asher said with a smile.