Random Villains Novels & Stories

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

I didn't tell him that I didn't believe that was the problem, but honestly, I didn't believe it. "Who was the freakazoid?" I asked seriously, changing the subject. William sat down on the chair in the room. "His name is Marcov, he is a vampire cross wizard. He is a Russian hit man. But you take a risk in hiring him. He is ruthless, and there is normally casualties or collateral damage, but he always gets his target. He has a power not to be messed with. He is brutal and likes playing with his victims. He runs through partners like it is nobody's business, but even knowing this, females and males fall head over heals for him." He paused and cleared his throat.

Hugging my frame closer before responding. "She's a bad kind. She came to Ravenous pack with the name Violet and obviously that's not her real name. Zynia is not the only stealer in that story, Jorhia is too. That's a truth that was kept to everyone, uh, for safety measures." "Safety for what exactly?" "Thats a second. I thought I'm the one who cant play this game?" he is teasing me again but I'm not affected! I want to know. I never heard of it. Of that fact that Vio-Jorhia was a stealer too! So who's the true mate?

The villain who pointed the gun spoke again, "I'll make your hands as deformed as your legs." "You are a useless man," said the other villain. "More like a pathetic man." "Look at you! A baby is even more valuable than you." "Can you do this?" asked one villain while jumping up and down. The action instantly became the laughingstock of the crowd. "Surely no one would want you." "You're such a useless piece of trash. Women would think a thousand times about making you their lover. You'll only be a statue when you play in bed."

Raymond finished, his tone full of warning. As I soaked his words in, I realised he was right. I knew next to nothing about Alpha Evan. Only that he was a hybrid and seemed like a man who was good at heart. But now, I wasn't so sure. What if the man was nice only in front of me to lure me away from here? What if it was all an act and he was actually a ruthless tyrant, waiting for the right moment to show his true colours?

It was the same lady on the mess a few moments ago. 'She would not recognize me, right?' The black-haired man, Randall asked himself. Unsure yet suspicious. Randall Valentinus, a seemingly young man with cold bearings. With his crystal clear black eyes and raven black hair, ruthless and cold behavior he was labeled in the business world as the grim reaper. And he doesn't understand why to do the ladies, surrounding him are very eager to get his attention. With his cold attitude and nasty behavior they should be scared and be turned off. But instead, they are here swarming onto him like bees.

“No way. Too realistic, and not in a fun way.” Jenni shoots me a look before adding the final categories. Dangerous Protector: Ex-CIA/Spy War Criminal Corrupt Lawyer Kidnapper-for-Hire Dirty Cop I groan, rolling my eyes. “A dirty cop just makes me think of parking ticket bribes.” Jenni sighs, shaking her head, but pushes on. “Okay, here’s the last list.” Others: Torturer/Interrogator Cult Leader Prison Guard (with a dark agenda)

“I have seen her smiling with you. Not everything she did when she was with you was a lie. Even if she was acting, she felt something for you. She is just angry because of how you treated her and how easy it was to manipulate you. She hates everyone who is driven by their emotions. She buried all her emotions deep down and now cannot understand how anyone is a slave to their emotions. That is what she does not like about you. “Show her you are no one’s puppet. Like the way you made the plan to hunt down vigilantes, make a plan, take initiative.” “But the vigilantes were fake,” said Michelangelo. “Yes, they were fake. But you made the plan, and no one can deny that. She just intercepted your

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

Alexander's eyes swept the deck, recognizing faces from the most-wanted posters—murderers, thieves, the worst of the worst. There was Leighton, the infamous Bomber, with a rap sheet of explosions stretching into the double digits and a death toll to match. There was Alvin, the arms dealer, responsible for funneling weapons into Yarica. There was also Elena, the deadly Black Widow, weaving webs of deceit in marriages only to kill for cash. It was as if by some twisted stroke of fate, all those villains were packed into one place. Alexander pondered whether he should play the hero and rid the world of those vermin.