Scum Villain's Self-saving System Novel Novels & Stories

When he retakes possession of my body, it's with a calculated brutality, a violence that is no longer desire but punishment, branding. And this time, I cannot escape. I cannot withdraw. Because beneath the pain, beneath the humiliation of this copulation turned punishment, the creature of ice and ashes within me awakens. It records. It learns. It learns Volkov's hatred, his wounded pride, his cold fury. And it learns, above all, that it has just thrown a torch into a powder keg. It gave a name. Liam. The game has changed. It's no longer just between Volkov and me.

The Council's observers moved through the crowd with the awkwardness of people who'd forgotten how to be anonymous. And at the edge, in the shadows, in the margins where the real story was being written, my circle held its position. Seraphina with her wounded optimism. Emberlyn with her fragile brilliance. Austin with his silent blade. Thalassa with her ocean patience. Elara with her rebirth fire. Zephina with her shadow sovereignty. Riven with his beautiful error. And me. The revenant. The anomaly. The villainess who'd stopped playing her role and had started building something that didn't need the narrative's permission to exist.

I sat alone in the dark, staring at the tattoo on my wrist. Forty-three kills. Eighteen hundred credits. This was what the system did. It ground you down until you couldn’t remember why you’d wanted anything better. Until survival was enough. Until you stopped asking questions and just did what you were told. But I had Eugene’s research. I had the truth about the Wall. I had twenty people who wanted something more. I just had to figure out how to turn that into real change before the Houses killed us all. The next evening, I went to the warehouse in the industrial sector.

Aiden tensed— Dante appeared from the shadows, arms full of supplies: food, water, a burner phone, clothes, and something metal. Aiden blinked. “What’s that?” “A scrambler,” Dante said proudly. “Blocks local scanners.” Aiden’s lips parted. “Where did you get that?” “Borrowed it.” “You mean stole it,” Aiden said softly. “I mean borrowed it forever.” Dante smirked. “Now move.” They made their way deeper into town, avoiding main streets. Dante walked slightly ahead, shoulders tense, scanning for danger. Aiden tried to follow, but every few steps the world pulsed with sensory overload.

i sat there and wondered what they meant by saving them they don’t need saving. As if i needed a sign i hear a crash and see two vampires fighting at the end of the street. and much like everyone else i headed that way. i realize how inferior we are when everyone else is at the fight and I’m left behind at full speed. One of the guards pick me up and we get there faster than if i just ran i thank him and he just nods and looks toward the fight. i look and see two handsome vampires in a bloody mess. i look at the guard, “are you going to stop them?” he looks at me like i grew a second head. He remembers I’m human and explains, “that is Kian and Klein the twins they are first in line for the c

He was a selfish coward whenever he got into trouble. I withdrew my gun and tilted my head. He seemed to have regained a little courage, he rubbed his hands cautiously as he spoke his next words. “One of my girls…” He says. “She’s a diligent worker and quite the beauty… I think you’ll find her rather appealing and best of all, she’s a virgin.” He laughs nervously and that was when the most utterly, gut churning disgust filled me. Morelle Reyllis was really a disgusting coward. In my world, there were gods and there were beast, those ready to devour each other and then there were scums; those who’d do anything to get a black taste of power and by all means necessary. They would drag down anyo

I think I should also be selfish. So I saved him from being caught by the police, and instead got him into the hands of the mafia. I told him, “My friend, I'm sorry, but I'm scared. They were going to beat me to death and wipe out my family.” Next is what he has to take. Alva has become my role model, I want to be like her. I haven't read novels for a long time, because Alva doesn't like reading novels. In fact, following Alva's habits has made my life so much better, no one will look down on my family just because of poverty anymore.

Scott asked her, his tone was filled with love and warmth, one could clearly see how much he loved her very much. Maddison never felt she would have ever fallen in love again, but it all started with office romance {story another day, Hehe.} Madison sat up straight, she never joked with her revenge, for her she needed to carry it out soon but little did she know was that fate had another way of turning things around. She started to explain all her plan and strategy in which her boyfriend listened attentively, he just couldn't wait for his daring villainess' revenge. == Meanwhile, the old man who tries to harass Madison the other day he almost felt like killing his self.

Spitting curses and profanity, the man slapped her hard in the face, sending her falling to the ground. "You nasty bitch!" The villain lunged towards the girl, grabbing the hem of her skirt and pushing it up her legs. "No, don't touch her!" Another thug rushed to the scene, pulling his mad fellow from the girl, who was kicking and clawing frantically at her attacker. "Get your hands off her. She's worth a fortune only if she remains untouched." "How so?" The scarred man scoffed. "We'll sell her to the brothel next town. I heard they pay handsomely for virgins."

Jana lowered her head and contemplated about Vivien. "After the COO feature turns off, our Ai will talk less and the data will start to cut off a little. At first I hated it, but in time I realized that as a villain's lackey, it doesn't matter if I search for them or not. The settings and the right conditions will soon lead me to them naturally. By the will of the game itself. When the villains sought for help, the circumstances will lead me to them eventually. However, the villains' as well as the protagonists' role are the vital parts of each mission. They needed to be aware of each others' move. Or else, they would be erased without knowing that the opponent has won the round."