Sly Cooper Villains Novels & Stories

So damn charming that if Coop hadn’t warned me about him, I would’ve melted at his sweet, seductive words. Psychopath—that’s what he was. Hell, he admitted to slaughtering people! I should’ve been afraid, but the Dark Matter and whiskey had long dulled those emotions. Instead, I was pissed. Besides, he couldn’t kill me. They needed me to join the coven. My wolf released a snarl that echoed through the darkest recesses of my head. “Who do you think you’re fooling?” I stammered, “I don’t know why you were up here, but I think you better go back downstairs.”

Incident, bloody hell. "what incident, name the goddammit incident" wisdom said "the group that attacked the Hapers restaurant that is full of security and killed the former Cia director, the group that strike New York and killed the Mayor, the group that-" Cooper stopped. Wisdom motioned for him to stop. Goddammit. He remembered clearly the group. The man that killed his whole family just for 30 million dollars. The very notorious gangster. Wille Cooper, the leader of the Kanvos group. The greatest and most notorious group all over Europe spread to Russia and maybe part of the Middle Asia. Wisdom could not believe this. He was shocked but after a while he recovered and said "I remember you

And what on earth did he borrow to have a debt of $500,000? He must have done some kind of dirty jobs. The Coopers might be a renowned tycoon family, but they are also the ruthless and dirtiest human beings with a lot of secrets, and I’m not about to become one of their tools. High school with their youngest—Drizella Cooper, was hell. She didn’t just bully people, she ruined lives. I wasn’t a victim but I was friends with her victims. Or maybe she couldn’t touch me back then because she knew about the contract?

Antonio said. “This is just the beginning of everything I know. They are all in a group and that group is called the Viper. I know that all your money has been taken. And also your wife Sloane they are responsible for all of these. One thing you should know is that they have eyes everywhere. Within every corner one of them is there so they know how to speak anywhere anytime” Hale said. “But how did he know that Sloane was taken and how did he also know about Shadow?” I asked, referring to Antonio.

“Shit.” Sly glanced over, his smirk fading when he saw the image. “Ah... there it is. The bait.” I snapped my head toward him, my voice low and seething. “What do you mean, the bait?” Sly leaned back in his chair, his knife tapping lightly against the desk. “It’s a trap, Sullivan. They’re trying to draw you out. They want you to come running straight into their hands, and you’re ready to give them exactly what they want.”

The person before them was none other than the family's abandoned son—Black Maple Master, Feyen Cooper. "You... You..." "You're probably wondering how I'm here, huh?" Feyen walked toward the bewildered Mister Cooper. Two family members attempted to stop Feyen but were swiftly struck down by his hand. "You pampered fools really think you can challenge me?!" Feyen sneered, knowing that apart from Alexander, no one on this land could defeat him. With a snap of his fingers, several mercenaries burst in, opening fire on the Cooper family members. All 15 members of the Cooper family were killed.

Lysander, Kylie, and Kim stood united, their determination unwavering. “Alright,” The Viper finally said, his voice grudging. “I’ll tell you what you want to know. But you won’t like it.” Over the next few hours, The Viper revealed critical information about the Syndicate’s operations. He provided details about their safe houses, supply routes, and key personnel. He also mentioned a high-ranking Syndicate member named Vincent, who was planning a major operation that could cripple their efforts. As they pieced together the information, Lysander and his team formulated a plan. They needed to infiltrate the Syndicate and gather more intelligence. It was a risky move, but it was their best chanc

“The Dominican Republic is a small piece, but it’s a useful one. We have our men there. I’ll make sure they know about Marcellus’ little scheme.” “And then?” Keith asks, his tone curious. “And then we let him walk into his trap,” I say, a cold smile forming on my lips. Keith nods, clearly satisfied with my plan. I turn back to Nate. “Shut it off. We’ve heard enough.” Nate clicks a few buttons and the screen goes dark. The room feels quieter now. Keith looks at me. “Ally with other mafias?” he says, shaking his head. “Does he really think they will trust him?”

“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?”

We did not know! Clear, the second operative reported calmly, checking his tactical watch. Time elapsed: eighty four seconds. No loud discharges. Area secure. Sly was on his knees in the puddle, cradling his shattered wrist, his face completely pale from shock as he looked up at the two silent, towering giants guarding the decoy sedan. Who... who do you people work for? Cynthia Vane said she was completely alone. You are not qualified to speak the name of our employer, the first operative replied coldly, grabbing Sly by the collar and dragging him toward the brick wall beside his unconscious partner. Sit down and shut your mouth.