Random Villains Novels & Stories

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

This man was also well-known in Celandine City, and his name was Viv Hudson. Viv was famous in Celandine City not because of how capable he was, but because this person was especially good at blackmailing, framing, and inciting. Many big bosses and enterprises were also defeated by him. People must not offend him. This man was a classic shameless person. The more you offended him, the more he wanted to fight you until the end. He would frame you up and use all sorts of despicable tricks on you. People always said one should offend a wicked person than offend a good person, and Viv was a typical wicked person.

I spoke until my mouth hurt but his only response was that I was interesting? So what do I say to that? Most importantly, how do I convince him to keep my secret? Fuck, I'm so terrible at mind games. Why'd they make me a villain when I'm this dumb? A side character or a nameless extra would have made more sense. This was just so fucking ridiculous. I felt annoyed.

We first heard another noise, and there were only two beings when the two young guys had already defeated our adversaries. The footsteps rumble loudly. I couldn't help but stare at them when I finally realized who they were. Ravia and the Alchemist are whom they claim to be. Ravia, on the other hand, became metal, and the longer I stared at them, the more annoyed I felt. "I just completed building this young woman, but we're not quite through yet. I suppose we could manage to attack these intruders, though. Oh, my mistake, leave that lady alone before Wiccer comes and kills them all.”

He wears a black vest, wears black glasses, even his whole body is hidden in a dark corner, the accessories worn on his body are all black and mysterious. "Is he in the organization What's his name?" "He is the hidden person or other name is a person who specializes in killing people in the dark." “Is this name a bit like a girl?” "Right. It's a bit like a killer. But under the guise of a woman. Anything else you want?" “You were too kind to me. I have nothing more to say. I'm going to step down to complete the quest." "I like your dynamism. Okay, finish your last stretch. Your desires. I always satisfy the ambitious."

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

Her eyes were set on the person that I pointed at. "Oh." She turned to me, raising my eyebrows, "That's Ares Young." "Ares Young?" "Yeah. He's a billionaire, and he owns the White Claws team. Rumors said that he killed people before and got away with it." My eyes were about to pop out of its socket hearing it. My lungs suddenly decided to betray me by not letting me breathe properly. "We were warned not to mess with him before, and he's bad news." Too late, Jaz.

I tore the photo instantly—no thought, no hesitation. Second photo: Connor Ivanov. Handsome, polished, with a reputation for charm and ruthlessness. I’ve heard whispers of his cruelty—smiling while orchestrating chaos. Third: Finneas Diaz. Quick-tempered, fiercely loyal to his own, and utterly unpredictable. His men would die for him without question, but the same loyalty could turn deadly if crossed. Fourth: Oscar Montoya. Older, experienced, cunning. Known for controlling underground gambling rings and shipping empires alike. Patience is his weapon, subtlety his armor.

“The auction begins in twenty minutes. Submissives volunteer. Bidders win one night—whatever they desire, within negotiated limits. Safe word enforced. Everything recorded for security. No names required.” She leaned closer. “You’d fetch a high price.” Lila’s breath caught. She should leave. She stayed. Twenty minutes later, the lights dimmed. A spotlight hit the stage. The auctioneer—a tall, androgynous figure in a tailored tux—stepped forward. “Lot One,” they announced smoothly. “A delicious newcomer. Virgin to our stage. Limits: no blood, no permanent marks, no scat. Everything else… negotiable.” Lila’s heart slammed against her ribs.

The woman smiled before replying " well he told us not to tell you who he was but I would like you to thank him properly so it's right to tell you his name , It's Darryl Matthew" " Darryl !!!" She was shocked . Wait , wasn't he that famous basketball? he was always indifferent towards her though and yes he was the Villîan in the book . He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads .