Sludge Villain Novels & Stories

My stomach churned violently at the sight. “You sick bastard!” I roared, fury rising above the paralysis, “What did you do to her?!” He looked at me, and that single, soulless gaze launched me across the room. I crashed down, the chains biting into my flesh, holding me like shackles from hell. “You’re pathetic,” he sneered. Suddenly, a soft chuckle echoed beside us. Sylvia. “All this for a worthless wolf? She’s a reject. A defect. You’re all risking your lives for—”

The rest were falling victim to the slime one by one, and all with rather hideous results. Sia tried to dodge another attack, but the seven inch heels which she had obviously bought under Type influence slid through some of the residue slime causing him to land heavily on his butt right in middle of puddle of slime. “I just wanted some sushi,” he whined. Ray neatly blust through one of the slime men's. “How about some slug sashimi?” he called out. Sia face took on an unflattering shade of green.

The gray trunk was the one she called for when she planned to have Retribution seen while she was about the countryside doing whatever she had taken a notion to do. At the merchant’s house, only the absence of laughter and mirth seemed to be amiss, but in the presence of everything that had happened to the family within the past couple years who would blame them for being solemn? On the grounds, Sylvia’s quick action was the only thing that stopped the man’s youngest son from meeting his end from a snake that had somehow found its way into the stall of the boy’s horse while he was riding. Recognizing the snake as one of Venom’s favorites for its aggression, Sylvia vaguely wondered if Venom h

Marvin said. "Still not convinced. Stick to the mission and stop fooling around." The guy told Marvin, and he growled. "She would be worth tons in the slave market," Marvin argued. "If she was the real deal. That thing you are dragging is wolfless. There is no way she is a Vladislav," His colleague said, and I thanked the moon goddess for this opportunity to escape. "Tell him," Marvin ordered, and I began crying. "I am not a Vladislav. I don't even know who that is." I lied with tears, and the guy frowned at me.

Or someone is being bullied again? Hmm, I’m getting curious about how it feels to be bullied. I slowly walked towards there and intruded on the students so I could better see what they were looking at. I saw the woman who only studied here because she had a scholarship. She’s always being bullied because she is poor. Well, all students here are rich and other people think that this school is only for rich kids. I frowned when I saw Ysay slap Cherry on the cheek. Ysay is the number one bully here. She bullied students she doesn’t like. Cherry is a new student, she just transfer here a month ago and when students know about her being poor, they bully her.

Slade stepped up to the microphone, a predator wrapped in polished cruelty. “Gentlemen,” he purred, “may I present to you the finest specimen I’ve ever owned.” He gestured toward her like a show horse. Mia bowed her head. She didn’t shake. Didn’t flinch. But her fingers curled into her palms behind her back, and her nails bit into skin. Blood. Just a little.Enough to remind her she was still real. Slade kept talking. Prices. Numbers. Nods from the shadows. And then—he dropped the bomb.

Now, without a place to stay, his credit cards frozen, and with Nevaeh to support, he found himself struggling. He ignored the security guards and barged into the company, shouting insults at me. "You chose a little brat like her? Dad, you must be out of your mind to think she can run the company! "With her in charge, Sacconity will definitely go under!" But instead of gaining sympathy, his outburst was met with a swift elbow strike from a bodyguard, who pinned him to the ground. My grandfather stood beside me, looking down at Don with cold indifference. "Sacconity represents the hard work of the Saccone family.

Furious, I threw the ten thousand dollars right in his face. Mr. Huber glared at me menacingly, then shut the door and stepped toward me. Watching his tall figure close in on me, I backed away in fear. "Wh-what do you think you're doing?" His expression turned dark and threatening. "I'm telling you, I could kill you right now, and no one would ever find out. Nobody knows you even came here. "We'll just tell the higher-ups that you went missing in that slum. Everyone will just assume you were killed there, and no one will bother investigating."

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

The man yelp angrily kicking her towards the others. " Are you okay?" Becky asked worriedly, she was quite worried that the skinny little girl, may died of hit once more time. Nana painful grit her teeth. It was almost like men in this F world one, don't know how to treat a lady gentle. System notification: ( Name: Christopher Zelda Age:??? Setting: Counter fodder Character: Vile and evil. He the father of the emperor and General Adam and also your grandfather.) Nana almost burst in laughter. The villainess grandfather was a human trafficker... Wasn't this world getting confusing by every minute.