Random Villains Novels & Stories

I said, "Sure. I guess." I trusted him but the look he had on his face at that moment made him untrustworthy. It was a sinister dark look you only see on the face of super villains or mad scientists right when they were up to no good. Will whispered. "Have you thought about getting paid for sex? It makes sense since your dick is on demand." "Are you crazy?" I felt like strangling him but I remembered his Uncle was supposed to be a gangster or something. "That's messed up."

She must be very out of her mind to think all of that is legit. "You think you have power over humans? Those people are scary and will do anything to get rid of people like us, yet you want to rule over them? How stupid must you be? Let me hear your story. Why do you hate my father so much?" Every villain has a story to tell. It’s either insecurity, stupidity, or just plain evil that is pushing them to do all of this. Either way, as boring as it may sound, I need time to plan my escape, so I will take the opportunity to listen to whatever they have to say.

- collectors of debts, takers of lives. Their presence strikes fear into the hearts of even the most hardened men. Each one a force to be reckoned with, ruthless and merciless. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Viktor Ivanov, the Strategist. Alexei Sokolov, the Ghost, is the most quiet and reserved member but he's as deadly as a viper. Mikhail Volkov, the Butcher or the Volk and then we have Nikolai Rostov, the Punisher.

What kind of love uses rope to keep you close? Maybe I saw him through rose-tinted glasses. I ignored all the red flags, warning signs, and weird family dynamics because I was newly divorced and desperate for help getting revenge on Martin and his mistress. People always talk about villains as if you can spot them in a crowd. But the truth is, the worst ones are the ones who believe they are doing the right thing—the ones who call it love when it’s really control. And that’s what William is to me now—a man with good intentions and dangerous capabilities.

I'll put the demons in shame because I'm too hot to be in there. What I have in mind was my mission. I am the only one who can save humanity because I am Vad Wagner. I am the best in my craft. What will happen to them if I die? As of the moment, it's hard to find someone better than me. No one can even reach my level. I don't want to brag, just being honest. I can't lose track of Lambo, the one I've been chasing for quite some time now. He was the leader of a notorious gang that was spreading all over the country. His wealth came from child trafficking, illegal gambling, drug deals, and countless heinous crimes.

Tom asked me to fetch Jack,” Mike bluffed once more, his lies becoming increasingly absurd. However, the criminal was not buying it. Jack was The Jackal's most dependable associate, so if Tom believed it would be challenging to capture Mike, he would have joined Tom on the mission. Can I go get Jack now? Mike inquired of the criminal, who remained in doubt. Mike already knew what he was going to say. The captive claims that the Vulture valued his "goods" highly, even though he used women as bargaining chips in negotiations with the rebels. Only a small number of thugs were thought to be powerful enough to keep women for themselves, with the exception of the jackal and the vulture.

"Sir, I have heard about a new gang that has lately been too effective in Southeast Italy" Vincent frowned. "What is their name?" "The Scorpions. I have heard that despite being a newbie they plan and make their moves like a pro. Recently they have robbed around two thousand banks and killed all the secret agents, cops and even the spies of the Italy's intelligence agency. Everyone is in shock as to how come they can even recognise them. The country's intelligence agency had shared the latest information about this gang. The gang becomes active only at night but makes his secretive and fatal move. They love bloodthirst like vampires as they would kill their enemies in the most inhuman and me

"Do you know where my old collection of voodoo dolls are that I didn’t want to throw away?" He looked at me worriedly. "Umm, are you really going down that path?" "I am tempted to learn some dark magic… I think I wouldn’t mind causing a few people some pain." I'm sure I had a Leo Voodoo doll somewhere. Leo Rossi. A man who was known to be ruthless, cutthroat, and dangerous. A man whose heart was frozen in ice. A man who cared for no one… I had heard the stories, but what he did just made them all seem very real…

For him to have such power and resources, Arianna finally came to the conclusion, Marcel was in the Mafia. "Don't monsters deserve to be loved?" "What?" Arianna was stunned by that question. By the way, when did their conversation move in this direction? "In every story and fairy tale, the good ones always have their happy ending. Why does no one write about the villains? We, the villains, are the reason the plot seems interesting in the first place yet no one tells of our contribution nor creates our happy ending. Why's that?" By the time Marcel was through with his question, Arianna's jaw had already dropped to the ground.

But maybe even villains could have a stupid side to them, just like how Lily suddenly asked, “Is that the belief that the people of Barden City have? I once read an article about how people in that town have a high level of happiness even though they are not rich, and maybe the reason is that they never have bad dreams at night?” Vivian really wanted to laugh at this moment. She thought Lily wouldn't buy her bullshit at all, but it turned out that the villain also had a naive side to her. “That's right,” Vivian replied calmly as she managed to hold back her laughter. “You can try using that method, and let me know if it works. I've tried it before and it worked for me, so I hope it will work