Novel & Cerita Sonic Villain Oc

He replied walking towards the shield "Whose orders are you following?" Spark asked "About you ask your girlfriend" Finite replied with a smirk. "What's he talking about Naomi?" Spark asked with a confused facial expression. "Uhm..." Finite punched the shield with his fist, sending high frequency of sonic waves through out and as a result the shield broke and the sonic wave sent them few feet away. Only Vicoliz maintained his stance. "Tough guy" Finite muttered with a smile. "I am more than that" Vicoliz sneered.

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.

Hesitation and fright settled on their warriors eyes even the four generals was in hesitant. Because of this, the enemies they pushed back took advances again. The being ran forward dashing in a fast pace towards them. The four vice generals whose wounds just healed been killed instantly by the being. Its speed and agility was likely of Nathan, the known sonic prince of Mavis. Ezekeil took the imitiative to awoke his comrades from drowning to their fear.

Devin’s POV I ripped off his neck away from his body, and flung it to the pile of vampire corpses behind me, “Disgusting bunch of waste” I stated with anger, my name is Devin Asgard the most dangerous Lycan Alpha in all the packs, including the werewolves packs, people say am cold blooded, unfeeling, and a lunatic. Am a killing machine without emotion, the fact that I haven’t found my mate also added to my brutality, I have been punished by the moon goddess for over 199years now, I have no hope of finding a mate, am also a hybrid.

I felt his gaze soften but then a voice broke out. "Alpha, this is a great crime and the accused should be executed!!" The vice said coldly. I turned to see the pack's adviser standing by the door, his eyes full of malice. He hated me, I knew that, and he would do anything to see me punished. I turned back to my father, pleading with my eyes for him to believe me. But I could see the doubt in his eyes, and I knew I had to convince him, or I would lose everything.

“Witchcraft—” “Villainess—” The word struck like a thrown dagger, cutting straight through the noise. Villainess. Seren’s pulse faltered. The System flickered, words slicing across her vision like smug lightning. [New Identity Confirmed: Villainess Omega.] [Directive Initiated: Rule through fear, desire, or both.] The glowing HUD pulsed bright enough that wolves nearest her actually shielded their eyes, mistaking it for divine fire. Kael’s arm around her waist tightened, his low growl silencing the pack. But the damage was already done—the chant had begun. A chant not for her, but against her.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

"Those bastards..." "They really went too far this time." "My name is Xolvion. Xolvion Valous by the way. I am the youngest son of the demon lord of the Valous kingdom, and next in line to his throne." "Unlike my brothers and sisters, I didn't inherit any magical power or crazy strong abilities. Nope. I'm the bastard son of a lowly Succubus that my father fucked a couple of times. For some reason, unknown to me, my father chose me as his next heir to the throne, a hornless bastard, good for nothing."

"Not my fault I'm better at art than obedience." Miles snorts. "Jacek still shows up—and he doesn't even like people." "Of course he does." I steady my grip. "He's built for structure." I look at the crest—clean, sharp, exactly how I wanted. "I'm built to burn it down." Miles hesitates. "He's been... different lately, though." I glance up. "Different how?" "You haven't noticed?" He shifts, careful not to move too much. "He's been hanging around some chick all week. Omega. Red hair. Dance scholarship. Mariah Finch, I think."