Slade Villain Novels & Stories

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured

Raymond said. Vivian had been mind-fucked by a vampire. She’d invited the vampire into their home, where he’d almost killed her and Lilly. Scott tightened his hands into fists as the past threat on his mate fully struck his mind. Raymond had gotten lucky and taken the bastard down who’d drained Vivian to the point of death and almost killed his daughter.

“After all, I'm the Future Queen, it is only natural for me to be informed about such events. Your aptitude as a warrior seems to have deteriorated. Stay focused, my friend!” He shook his head and I knew he was in conflict with his wolf. Slade was causing quite a stir for him. “That bastard came here to threaten me! He thinks I'm scared of those shitty books, but they're all bedtime stories!” As he succumbs to inner conflict, his true nature emerges. Heartless and selfish traits show up and make him a perfect match for Xanne. It's not surprising that they get along so well. “Then don't trust those Scriptures and see what happens,” I advised him as I prepared to leave.

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

It was more like an insult that is punishable by execution. They showed their ridicule at her seeing how powerless she is compared to their kingdom. Though it was true that the sovier kingdom is powerless and small compared to them. But it doesn't mean that they can't fight back. After all, it was Alisha the villainous who was ruling the kingdom. Not only is she capable of ruling she was able to tame the wild and powerful man like Macbeth. Who was known as the king of evil in the arena.

Help was on the way as the Vampire ranks broke and were taken down, the shields working to protect the Guardians against the scandium, the Souled Vampires tearing their way through their lawless counterparts. In response to Jo’s allegations, Holland shook her head. “You’re wrong. But it doesn’t matter. I see you have banded with the Souled, which has given you the upper hand for now. It will not last. They cannot be trusted. In the meantime, I strongly urge you to look elsewhere for your answers because they do not lie with me, and if you continue down this course, I can assure you, your mother will not be the last in your family to pay the ultimate price!”

"Is that meant to comfort me?" "No. It's meant to be honest with you, because I think you've had entirely too many people in your life offering comfortable answers instead of true ones." Something fierce and protective moved behind Sophia's careful composure. "But I will say this. If you release him to protect him, that's not weakness, Amber, whatever it might feel like in the moment. That's precisely the kind of choice the novel never once credited either of us with being capable of making. Love that chooses someone else's safety over its own wanting. I don't think that's the mark of a villain, whatever role either of us was written to play." Chloe felt something in her chest loosen slightl

“We’ll burn it all down—together.” A breath hitched in her chest. Not from fear this time—but from something deeper. Rage, Resolve and survival. She looked down at the list again, her name surrounded by meaningless numbers and comments about her looks. She wasn’t a product. She wasn’t a prize. She was going to end him. The sound of boots in the hall made her sit up straighter. Daniel entered the room, holding a phone. “Surveillance just picked up a hit on Slade,” he said. “He’s in LA centre. Meeting with one of the heads from the Ukrainian syndicate.”

I stumbled into the path of a fucking villain. Well, calling it a squad back then was generous. It was just Regis and a silent Class A Beta who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else in the world. I remembered crawling through the high itchy grass, bruised and bleeding, only to look up and see Regis leaning against a thick oak tree, a wicked, lazy smirk on his face. He didn't help me. Of course he didn't. Why would he? He was Regis Nightshade— a bastard, dirtier than the devil himself, who cared about nothing and no one.

I felt cautious of my body when I remembered I was wearing a translucent robe. “Aren’t you a little slut?” he suddenly said, and I arched my brows at him. “What do you mean?” I asked. Andrei doesn’t know me enough to call me a slut. “I had thought that you were dumb, but seeing how you are revealing your abilities as a vixen, I have to admire your abilities,” he shot back. I was perplexed, I didn’t understand why he was throwing words at me. Clearly, the stars were not in my favour as I was meeting him this early today.