Novel & Cerita Steampunk Villains

I said softly causing him to look over at me surprise on his features at my change in tone. "Real name is Kateus, also known as the sin of envy, due to jealous tendencies and grudges" I said taking a deep breath. "One of the main downfalls in humanity is the want for what others have making him one of the most dangerous sins because it doesn't matter who gets hurt in the process the only thing that is a priority is his own want to be better and higher then anything and everyone else around him" I said causing him to look almost ashamed.

"A dead were-creature was willing to help him in exchange for great power. The plan is he helps Mr. Wilkinson find the were-creatures and in return, Mr. Wilkinson with his invention would put the control of all the were-creatures in the hands of his generation." "Stupid plan. Mr. Wilkinson is a lunatic. If he finds the wereworld, all were-creatures would suffer." "That dead were-creature is ambitious, that was what Nyx told me. Mr. Wilkinson is only a pawn. The real villain is the dead were-creature and his descendants. Nyx knew these, so with the help of my mother and me, she made sure Mr. Wilkinson patronized a spirit medium that would block every communication with the spirit of this were

“From the moment I saw you hug him. To be taken him by my sister to eat. To buy new things from my sister. To be taken care of by my sister. I had the idea of ​​robbing everything in his hands. I'm not a drug addict... I don't have enough money to be able to play as much as he likes. But I am wise enough, sober, and intelligent enough to steer this fun to a good end. I've been watching him for a long time. Approach and Eliminate.” "It's this hand... These hands... I pushed him into the carriage so that Lady Alice couldn't react... Killed him." “I've heard him talk so much about you. I've also seen so much happiness "I should have... It's time I used you... It's time you have to serve me as y

The pain that brings them to a state of emergency, that allowed them to see the life they had lived, wishing somehow they could retrieve that life back, they they had not lost their lives to his hands. He not only sought it, he wanted to taste it. How wanted to taste their pain, their regrets for it was delicious knowing with all of those pain they would still die… in his hands. He knew he didn't need it, he just needed to feel it, 'cause it's all in his mind. He's a fiend. The figure was the child of a Fóix after all. They called him the spoilt spawn of terror. Son of Raymond Lé Fóix- The great villain of the Fóix Duchy.

The Second Guardian said with a nod. "Leon will bring about his undoing! I'll think of a way to contact the Scarlet Thief. I'll make sure to tell him about Leon recruiting Henry! With his skills, it will be easy for him to kill Leon and Henry!" The Southern Boss said coldly. The underworld was full of gray areas. The Eight Criminals were all extreme evildoers. To hide their tracks and hide from the Dragon Corps, they had ties with the underworld! Even though he did not know where the Scarlet Thief was hiding, it would not be hard for him to contact the man!

he hissed on the other side. Stephen was stalking Alaya since they met at the party and also to take revenge on Gerard. When he found her alone at the beach, he couldn't ruin his chance. He offered her what she really needed at the moment. But now he was surprised at her cunningness, that how well she understood his tactics. He didn't wanted to mess up with Gerard so he gave up on her.

They had me. "Let me… think about it for a night," I said, closing my eyes in despair. Back in my dark, damp attic room, I shakily opened my old laptop and searched for everything I could find on "Caspian Valerius." What I found made my blood run cold. I’d heard he was ruthless, but I never imagined the chilling titles and stories attached to his name. "The Butcher," "The Night King," "The Monster Who Put a Bullet in His Own Uncle's Head"... every label came with a bloody rumor.

It was as though the gentle Marken had died, and something far more dangerous had been reborn in his place. “Fine,” the alter ego muttered under his breath, swirling the wine in his glass, the ruby liquid glinting like venom under the light. “If Marken wants chaos, then I’ll give him chaos. I’ll bring the entire Vanderbilt empire—and all of New York—down with me.” He reached into his coat and pulled out an aged, cream-colored document—the will of Cornelius Vanderbilt. He laid it flat on the table, tapping a finger lightly against it with smug satisfaction.

another added. Carmen stepped into the ornate carriage with a knowing smile, Ipu and Keila taking their seats beside her. In the original story, Lady Daphne was infamous for her harsh demeanor-never smiling, never greeting anyone, and always treating those around her like trash and with cruelty. Her sudden shift in behavior was bound to raise eyebrows and spark whispers. But this was precisely Carmen's first step toward reshaping Daphne's identity.

I’d be tied to it—to every consequence—until it all came to an end. The kind of witch we were up against wasn’t like the ones in those fantasy stories or cheerful anime villains. From my mother’s old journals and grim notes, I knew better. Dark sorcerers were unpredictable, cruel, and coldly intelligent. They weren’t just villains—they were fanatics, executioners hiding behind power, and broken minds that thrived on chaos. Still, I couldn’t walk away. Ember believed in me, and that trust meant everything.