Slade Villain Novels & Stories

Someone I'm not sure I can fully trust. Slade.

"What did that bastard do to you?" I swallowed hard, unable to speak. Lizabella came to my side, her hands clutching mine. “I’m going to kill him,” she whispered fiercely. “I’ll rip his throat out.” “You can’t,” I muttered, my voice barely audible. “It’s over, Liz. I’m… I’m nothing now.” “Don’t say that!” she snapped, shaking me slightly. “You’re not nothing. Slade is a monster, but you’re stronger than him. You always have been. He is just scared of that.”

"Come on, Nelly. Tell me everything. Who is Slade to you? Why is he so possessive of you? What past is haunting you? Why do you feel bad when you try to love somebody else? W..." "Slade is my ex-boyfriend." She broke into tears. "He was my first love, and my first in everything. We both had our perfect future sorted out, but I broke him," she sniffled. "Nashira broke him. A part of myself I hate the most. Nashira lied to him. Nashira was part of a gangster. Nashira spilled blood, dealt with guns and knives, and did dangerous things. Nashira was the one who turned Slade into a monster." "Slade wasn't like this before. I changed Slade," she cried, telling him the rest of the story.

Rivian turned on his heel and walked away, his footsteps crunching against the gravel. I stood there, feeling a mix of emotions that was hard to sort out. Anger and sadness warred within me, a storm of frustration over my life's circumstances. Rivian's cruel words echoed in my mind, a grim reminder of the precarious situation I was in. The Red Moon was only days away, and the thought of my first shift filled me with dread. If I was a Shade, as Rivian believed, my life was in imminent danger.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

Illegal deals. I observed them closely, and then he looked in my direction. That’s not my boss, that’s Director Orion Kade. The lights in the alley flickered and went off. This is dangerous. I tried to reverse and leave, but I hit something. A tall silhouette approached. The figure stopped in front of my car. My heart skipped as I gripped the wheel tightly. He lifted a torch and pointed it at my face. He came closer and raised the light. His face had a deep scar, visible even in the harsh lighting. I had no space to think clearly anymore. He opened the door, pulled out a table knife, and dragged me out by my hair.

The universe really said expectations versus reality that all her expectations really went down the drain with her standards. She was given romance with the villain. The villain who is the devil she signed a contract with. The villain who is sleeping soundly on her chest right now. The villain named Navier. Now, dating the villain doesn’t seem so bad… or is it?

"Ryder is stronger than you think, no harm will come to him, okay?" Ava nodded, "Okay." Evena looked at the books on the table in front of Ava. "So what are the books for?" "My aunt wants me to learn about the glorious history of vampires." "And how much gloriousness have you seen in all your reading?" Evena asked. "Not much, the ancient vampires were so cruel. Just look, this man named Dracon slaughtered an entire town just because the children laughed at his shirt." "Really?" Evena asked in interest. "Uh...huh, this other woman named Juliet killed all the nuns in a convent by feeding on their blood and draining them."

The stench coming from them was enough to identify them, rogues have this rotten smell mixed with dried blood that they always carry around with them. “Mate is in danger”, Slade growled in anger and with one powerful leap into the abyss, we landed right in front of the girl. She looked frightened and was covered with blood and wounds, and she looked really pale, as if there was no more blood in her body. Seeing her in that state drove Slade mad, and before I knew it, I lost all sense of reasoning as he took full control. My muscles bulged, straining against my clothes, and dark fur erupted over my skin in a twisted dance. My eyes gleamed a dangerous shade of pewter gray, almost feral, and my