Slade Villain Novels & Stories

I couldn’t form any words, my heart beating faster. “Of course, we know,” Sylvie replied and then turned to him to add, “But you know, I told her to be careful in this case because billionaires can be dangerous too, right?” “Of course,” Jacob replied, nodding and then turned to me, grabbing my waist tightly. “They are definitely dangerous and deadly, don’t you think, love?” He asked me with a smirk on his face and I gulped even harder. “Yeah,” I replied nervously and lowered my head, thinking of a way to inform Sylvie about what was going on there.

His expression was blank and he immediately started making his way towards me dragging everyone's attention with him as he did so. My heart beat faster as he closed the gap between us and from the side, I saw blondie angrily staring at us. It was like everyone could tell what was happening. There was silence as he stopped in front of me and touched me. His touch indeed confirmed we were mates and made me smile. He ran me a look from head to toe before speaking, "I Henrik Reedi, Beta of the bloodfang pack, reject you, Avena Slade as my mate." My smile fell as my heart crushed into two and the sharp piercing in my chest hurt so bad I almost couldn't breath. At the same time I felt Sage trying

Lyra didn't have much strength left in it and was getting tired with each attack , on the other hand not a hair was harmed on Enchantress body ; if their strength had such a huge differences what was the point of continuing ? Instead of dragging the entire thing out and injure the poor leopard even more , its better to end it , isn't it ? but curse her , the role she got was of the villainess , that means she has to stay as a villainess till the end .

She couldn’t imagine herself a slave to that man, if he looked that as a vampire that means he was over a thousand human years old, he gave her a disgusted look that made her know that he was interested in more than her blood, she wanted to gag. Prince Damien had a smile on his face, Lord Benedict was an old pervert who regularly buys young slaves and ends up killing them with his deranged preferences, it was so bad that any girl he buys does not live up to two weeks in his care, HIS girl will definitely not go with him.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

Slade said. “She has a family, and she would be buried,” Thane replied, his facade still on. “You seem to forget who you speak to.” “You seem to forget you are in my pack,” Thane said to his father, staring him off, and finally Slade nodded. “She is dead, and that’s all that matters." Slade agrees, but I could see it in his eyes; that wasn’t ‘all’ that matters to him. He had wanted the woman’s body as a proof of his brutality.

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

"He wanted to use me to provoke Rachel and to make me the villain so he could walk away scot-free. He's a two-faced opportunist who wants to have it both ways. He even dragged an innocent person like me down to be his scapegoat. I won't stand for it." I slammed my hand on the table and demanded in an icy voice, "I want you to use every connection and resource you have to crush the Slade family. I want Carter to lose everything, including his reputation, his status, and his money… All of it. If the Slades go bankrupt, I'll sign the letter."

“Liam is a bully. I don’t like bullies.” “Mhm,” he rose to his feet and moved to stand near the wall of greenery. “You are a hero.” “Me?” I was astonished. “Oh, no. That’s Tarragon. She’s the hero. I’m just… me.” “No,” he turned back and offered me his hand. His palm was warm and calloused against mine and his arm strong as he lifted me to my feet. He smiled down at me and reached out to stroke a lock of my hair that had fallen free of its braid back behind my ear. “You are a hero. Every villain needs a hero, and you’re mine, Daethie. I think it’s safe for us to get out of here. What do you think?”

He mused. Leonardo frowned as to why this vampire king was hunting this creature, sacrificing his vampires in the process. Who the hell is Slade? “Tell Hunter to put more men to patrol the border from all sides. I want heavy security.” Zenith instructed his beta before heading towards the packhouse and directly raced towards his wing to his room. He took a hot shower to clean the ugly blood off his body. His thoughts revolved around this mysterious Slade and Ruth showed his interest in this creature. He wanted Zenith to find it because somehow Zenith felt intrigued by this Slade too.