Scum Villain System Novels & Stories

On the other side, Gerard was happy that he can finally achieve that women, and then he will punish her that bad that she will regret slapping him. "Bring different women tonight" he told his assistant. "Yes sir" and he went away. Gerard was spending his nights with different women each day, but the thought of her lips was making him crazy and he still couldn't get over it. He was impatient, he never had to wait this much for anything in his life. And now it was hard for him but he thought that the prize was worth it. His evil mind suggested him that he should marry her, as she will arrive, so no one can take her back, not even her father. He ordered his assistant to make the documents ready

My vision was a bit pitiful, but the scents that came off of them gave me a better idea of who exactly had decided to jump me. Tyler was the first scent that hit me, which instantly made me growl. I smelled a mixture of jaguar and lion after that. More jaguar than lion. They began to close in on me, causing me to jump back. I kept blinking 'til my vision was clearer, though it was doing nothing for the headache that was starting to grow. I examined the clear figures in front of me and noticed that not a single one was unarmed. Bats, pipes, and crowbars were gripped tightly as I stood and got into a fighting position. I ignored the three lions, one of which being Nico's Beta, and the one unkn

"What are you talking about? What System?" "Shut up and listen," Pim commanded, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous frequency. "Somsak has one too. A 'Dictator System.' It’s how he’s been controlling the markets, how he froze your assets with a single phone call. He’s been playing God, and my System was built to eat his alive." [New Quest: The Throne’s Embrace.] [Objective: Neutralize the Dictator System by merging with the Thana-apiwat bloodline.]

He could continue to wield his power without worrying about ruining his prospects. That had changed after he graduated, though. Her research of him this past year had come up with a string of beautiful lovers who had warmed his bed. He rotated between them almost like he had a written schedule. None of them seemed to have his favor and if one attempted to ask for something more, he cut them off entirely. She remembered feeling disappointed when she learned about his love affairs. Something in her had thought this villain was different, but it seemed that wasn’t the case. Claiborne was a user, just like him.

Their eyes were on Seren now, locked in the gravitational pull of her defiance. Seren lifted her chin, her smile sharp enough to draw blood. “So go ahead. Tear me apart. Prove you’re nothing but dogs snapping at scraps. Or…” she leaned forward, her voice dipping low and tinged with seductive touch “...admit you’re afraid. Afraid that the Goddess chose wrong. Afraid that the Alpha chose right.” [Quest Complete.] [Reward: +15 Villainess Reputation, +10 Charisma.] The System purred, satisfaction curling like smoke in her chest. Power hummed in her veins, so sharp it almost made her dizzy.

“To dumb it down, everyone hates you so much. They would rather gush out their eyes than see you win this game." The system's voice was steady, calm, void of emotions, but to Melissa it felt a sharp iron rod to her chest. She knew she was hated, but for them to be willing to inflict pain on themselves just as not to see her victorious was just psychopathic. “As for your second question, why do you have to be the villain?" the system continued casually as though reading the weather. “Because being evil suits you, besides you had one of those most gruesome betrayals in your past life, so I am certain you can channel just enough anger to make this game the hottest thing on national television."

Shit. I looked at my face in the mirror. I still flinch everytime I see these beautiful features. The appearance of this face is so damn beautiful. And I'm a fool who doesn't use Fuschia’s beauty properly. Too bad though. Even in my previous life, I couldn't get a face like this even though I go through plastic surgery many times. In this life, I am determined to use my beauty properly! Villainess is a beautiful and powerful character! I am the villainess in this story, no need to act kind!

Which will get the biggest reaction out of him? Elder Seamus and Erik look like Christmas just came early. My dad, Alpha Andrew and Alpha Drake look worried for the first time. They all saw what Victor was doing as well, he wanted to make it look as though I stole money and needed the help of the elders, essentially making this entire surveillance system theirs to control and having an excuse to kick me out of the pack or have me executed. I didn’t miss the manic gleam that crossed his features as I was explaining what we were capable of in the war room. An almost imperceptible hunger was there. I’m sure he already had big plans for my operation, including blackmail of some sort, but what he

Victor then stepperl forward and entered the house, we were promised tons of people who were without a pack, however; we had been scammed because the only person that came were just three persons. " Damn! We've been scammed '. I started the obvious... Victor doesn't say anything to my statement but he angrily leaves the house.. If I was in his shoes, I would have grabbed the person that got this meeting set up and beat him into a mole. What audacity? He dared scam Victor and without any form of fear... The three persons that came asked Victor if they could still join the pack, Nevertheless, when my friends becomes upset, he tends to loose his sense of reasoning and things sprout out of contr

The door opens, and out steps Alpha Victor Hale of the Bloodmoon Pack. Victor is different from the others. Where Elias and Dorian carry themselves with pride, Victor exudes something far deadlier. Experience. His face is marked by a jagged scar that runs from his brow to his cheek, a testament to countless battles. His dark gray eyes hold no warmth, only calculation. His hair is a deep auburn, tied back loosely, and his muscular frame is clad in a simple black shirt and cargo pants. Unlike the others, he brings only five warriors, but each one stands with a predatory stillness that speaks of their deadly efficiency. Victor greets the others before turning to me, offering a firm handshake. "