Sad Villain Novels & Stories

The hard cruelty that was always in his eyes, the wickedness that people praised because it made him an incredible businessman, but I know is his sadistic side that lived to cut the throats of people who he considered below him––reveals itself. “When you walked out of the house, you said we were going to regret messing with you, you were going to climb up the ranks and take my spot, you were so sure of yourself, don’t tell me all of those were just words.” he keeps eye contact the whole time he says this, and I have to school my expression to betray nothing. Another thing the Vega’s are good at is sniffing blood, they never let go after biting down hard. “Don’t tell me you came down from you

He had spent his wealth on building Ivory Cloud’s base and securing his position as their leader, so he thought doing such a thing would be despicable. "If you wish to go against him out in the open, you'll have to defeat him in battle. Can you do that?" Adrian asked bluntly. Arlo and Diavolo shook their heads. Sylvas had grown powerful by obtaining a number of beast cores through his skirmishes. As a result, he had grown too powerful for Diavolo to go up against. Arlo suddenly said, "I've heard rumors about how powerful you are, Adrian. I think you can easily defeat him.”

"Want more cold, hard truth, Kimmy? Vincent is completely infertile, and you're a shitty aunt who's covering for him while he screws Stephanie Greer in the coffin where Grandpa rests. You and your entire family are full of shit!" Dulce screamed, "You rabid madwoman! Take it back! Take it back right now, you bitch! My son would never do something like that! He is incapable of anything so disgusting! He's nothing like you. He doesn't make things up and announce them to everyone in attendance! And he certainly doesn't defile his elder's funeral the way you do!" She grabbed my hair, dragged me toward the coffin, and shrieked, "Kneel! Bend your knees right now, you foul-mouthed lunatic! Beg your

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

“We can’t let that happen.” The Real Threat Leena crossed her arms. “We just took down one global tyrant. Now another steps up?” Priya nodded. “The world doesn’t stay quiet for long.” Adrian chuckled darkly. “Then I guess retirement was never an option.” Ayesha smirked. “Did you ever think it was?” Ravi leaned forward, his voice serious. “How bad is this, Priya?” Priya exhaled. “Sokolov isn’t Davos. He’s worse. He doesn’t just want power—he wants revenge. He was one of Davos’ biggest investors. And now, he blames us for ruining his empire.”

“I know. Classy. That one is all yours.” Classy looked from the terrified creature to where Shadowalker’s voice seemed to emanate. “I… I can’t. Not like this. It’s scared.” “You could have killed all of them,” the voice boomed, not unkindly, but with immense pressure. “But a bond is still holding you back. A sympathy for life. Even twisted life. Sever that bond and become the badass superhero you’ve always wanted to be!” Classy clenched his fists. “But I don’t know what’s holding me back! Maybe if I say what my problem is, I’ll be able to solve it.”

Damien Vale—stone-hearted billionaire, man who claimed he couldn’t feel—had just admitted the unthinkable. And that made him more dangerous than ever.

He knelt beside the fallen advisors, a flicker of emotion barely touching his otherwise composed demeanor. "These misguided souls," Sylvian continued, his tone holding a blend of mockery and contempt, "thought they could orchestrate murder using outdated tactics." With a swift motion, Sylvian reached for the advisors' masks, his fingers deftly removing the disguises that had veiled their true identities. "And here," he declared with a bitter edge to his voice, "unveiled by the dust of their own defeat, lie their faces exposed." Sylvian's eyes, sharp as obsidian, gazed upon the unmasked faces, each one now a testament to the futility of their treacherous intentions. The fire's glow painted th

"Ah, Princess Seraphina. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Seraphina stepped inside, her eyes narrowing. "You know why I'm here. Your plan failed. The guards couldn't kill Daphne. I need more help." The witch chuckled, a low, sinister sound. "More help, you say? That will come at a price." Seraphina's jaw tightened. "I'm willing to pay any price." The witch's smile widened, her eyes shining with malice. "Even your soul, Princess?" Seraphina hesitated for only a fraction of a second before nodding. "Yes. Even my soul."

Nana held the feet's of her father " Forgive me *sire*, I got carried away pushed the young lady, it was unintentional..." Her speech ended as she was sent flying once again. ( Damn ! I would die in this rate!) The Adam in the previous world was an angel compere to this one. Despite they both abandoned the villainess, Adam previous world setting was a saint who never physically harmed or allowed anyone to physically harmed the villainess... His only failure was never been a good father and believe easily without investigation.