Sad Villain Novels & Stories

he ordered the chauffeur, his eyes cold Not daring to defy his boss, Adrien drove to the gray mansion, scared to his wits by his boss' demeanor. Getting to the gray mansion, Damien hastily got out if the car, heading inside. "Sir" the maids bowed as they saw him come in. His cold gaze rested on one of the maids. Bowing her head, she stared at the floor praying in her heart to be spared, their sir looked really...cold, he always did. They thought it'd be different if madam woke up, but he was still the same. "Where's your young madam? Damien's deep voice rang throughout the room, scaring the maid.

He winked. I had reached a point where I could not hit him with a vase or something. He was literally on top of my nerves. “I pray you rot in hell,” “Well, it seems like you’re rotting in my hell,” I hated this man’s nerves. No doubt he was an expert in manipulating innocents and his evilness must be the reason for such riches he had because he cared none about the people suffering because of him. “What do you mean?” I blatantly asked.

Senora Savannah grew closer, with an astounded expression. “Weldone, Klyde.” she told him. “You’ve proven yourself worthy of joining our district,” He stood up, limping with his recovering knee cap and walking up her. “I’m happy you think so,” The twin’s gaze softened, at her welcome at him. Beneath him though, he was sad. His brother’s death was the most painful of all. He was going to find a way to execute his revenge on the leader of the vampires, who was responsible…

I leaned forward, my gaze flickering momentarily to Astrid, who seemed to be deliberately avoiding looking in the direction Vad had disappeared. She’d avoided Vad’s eyes as though they burned her. Turning back to Sylvia, I couldn’t help but tease, “You sound like you've been on the other end of his stick before.” Sylvia chortled, a harsh, dry sound. “Oh, honey. Let’s just say I know him well enough to warn you. Don’t leave anything to Vad. He may seem charming, but he’s ruthless, savage. Always keep one eye open when he’s around.” She grunted. “Not like his brother is any better.” Those brown eyes of hers shifted to Nox.

, I end and I hear a round of applause from the door and I look at the door and see Raven stroll in. “So we are the only one with faults. What of little miss perfect? She is so stubborn that left to me I would have put her in check long time ago. What about her brother? She has hurt him more times than he deserved but he swallowed it all because he loves her. What of Abigail? What of Tasha? She is not without fault. She is so stubborn that I just want to strangle her”, he describes with his hand and then drops his hand and continue, “But I haven’t you know why. Because of Davil El Musharc. I hold him in high esteem. He has led us for years and no I’ll story has been heard. No life was lost t

"So much for the Great Lord. It seems his blood isn't so golden after all. Tell me, Avery, does this mean Bennett still has a chance to seize the High Seat?" Avery gave a jagged smile. "Bennett is at the bottom of the Great Trench. How could a drowned dog return?" Sadie’s face twisted. "You are a cold-blooded bitch!" she hissed, then took a breath. "Bennett is no matter. I have other paths to power." Avery watched her. Sadie was no longer the frail girl she’d mimicked. It had all been a mask. What was the scavenger truly hunting?

He smirked mysteriously as he rubbed his palm together. “What do you mean?” I asked because I didn't catch whatever he'd said… “I want you to crawl your way into Alex’s Life again and this time make sure you own the keys to his heart… Make him bow to you and slowly divide the family…make them feel every single pain and torment you went through… Make them feel your wrath….” Damian was indeed the handsome villain in her life… He knew how to break and make a person and also have the cruelest plans laid out in his head..

"I could try to calm him down. Perhaps bloodfeeding him could—" "That's not going to happen. Daemonikai didn't care much for you even when he was himself, remember?" Vladya snapped, his eyes blazing. "Without the bloodlust driving him, his feral beast will tear you apart, scatter your remains around this court, and drink your blood for sport." Mistress Sinai recoiled as if she had been slapped. Her face ghostly pale as she returned to her seat. Then, with a force that sent a gust of wind through the court, the grand entrance burst open.

I reminded him gently. He started to shake his head. “Not really. Not really, Daethie. I was hiding you from the world because I feared that if they knew, they would take you away from me.” He sighed heavily, and cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking over the skin. “I was still my father’s son. It seemed not to matter as much in Nerith, and not at all when I was alone with you… And I could pretend to myself… But when Ecaeris brought me the formal clothes and told me that they’d had to amputate that man’s arm,” he drew in a deep breath through his nose and released it. “And then, there you were, every inch the princess amongst your family… I realized that I was a villain, just like my father. A

No wait… the current me is the daughter of this house and the orphan company lawyer that have died in that accident. The Evanson daughter, fiancée of this empire crown prince, the daughter of the Duke of Evanson, the villainess that get’s in the way of that same crown prince love and also a company lawyer, an orphan independent woman whom died a virgin with so many regrets, became the Harold of the abyss with a world saving duty in a doomed world! Both personalities merged and became Satiana Von Evanson. It’s kind of confusing… after all merging two personalities into one… isn’t this a schizophrenia?