The Fated Villain Novels & Stories

He is the first one who hasn’t abandoned me yet, even through hardships and flat out dangerous situations. I am brought back from my thoughts when he asks “what’s on your mind? You seem deep in thoughts”. “Many things actually, but among one how you are the only one who has stuck by me through all hardships” I give a sad smile. He squeezes my hand, giving me a reassuring smile. “I will be here until you no longer want me” “yeah or when you find your second chance mate. I just hope we could stay friends then. But you will probably be too busy making pups to be hanging around lil old me” I tease, although it is exactly what would happen. She wolves don’t like their mates being friends with ano

Unpredictability could be dangerous. She turned back to the bleak garden, the weight of the castle, the title, the terrible fate, pressing down on her. She was Vivian Ashworth, the villainess. Prince Alexander arrived tomorrow. Her brother was plotting. The heroine was nearby. And she had no idea what schemes were already in play.

I am not harmless anymore. The thought didn’t swell me with pride. It chilled me. The Mirror’s hiss in my dreams—run, little Luna—suddenly wore a face I remembered. Sleek. Careful. Paranoid. A survivor who would salt the fields of his neighbors rather than plant his own garden. “Draven,” Tristan said, like a curse he’d been saving. “It fits.” Osiris’s lips peeled off his teeth in something that was not a smile. “Coward would use a witch and a toy instead of his own claws.”

The Villain I'm wiping down the counter at the diner when all chatter ceases expeditiously. I look up to find the reason for the lack of breath from most of the patrons standing at the doorway, angry green eyes fixed on me. I unconsciously gulped as he stalked closer, eyes narrowed. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I looked around, every eye in the diner was fasten on us. "Um.. no?" I said unsurely. He came up to the counter, his arms flexing under his shirt as he grips the marble. "We made a deal, princess. Don't tell me you go back on your promises."

a voice shouted from near us, a tall lean man with shaggy blonde hair leapt through the dense bushes and stopped on the path next to us “Relax Fig, I’m just telling love stories about my dear old dad.” The tall man apparently named Ryver who held my chains responded “Ah what a wonderful tale of murder and heartbreak.” The blonde named Fig faked a swoon, “hello darling, you’re the feisty one who tried to break all your teeth I’m assuming” Fig was looking down at me, but Nya only gave him a sideways glance, keeping her head strictly forward. “A bit plump for a rogue” a very tan man with shaved black hair appeared next to Fig and gave Nya’s body a once over, Nya growled at this comment.

Such pity. But, I could guess that the villain—which is Phoenix Phoenix Valcarcel, would fall from his grace in the end because all of the other clans turned their back on him and make him their biggest threat, their biggest enemy. They just collided with the protagonists who brainwashed them and schemed towards the villain to take him down. This is the reason why the villain didn't succeed, all because of the protagonist's schemes. It wasn't just that, the villain was taken down by the protagonists because they are the protagonists who had the protagonist's halo.

He exclaimed, "My boss is Nefario Black! You guys are finished! Absolutely finished!" Madison froze. "Who? Nefario Black?" Seeing her reaction, the thug puffed out his chest. "That's right! Are you scared? I'm telling you, it's too late!" Madison turned to Sebastian. "Seb, this name… Doesn't it sound like it was ripped straight out from a villain on a TV show?" Sebastian nodded and said, "Yes, it's from that recent hit crime drama." After a pause, he added, "The main villain, Nefario Black, ended up dying in the end."

“Everything we did is as a reaction to the evils you and your minions have perpetuated in past decades.” “How interesting,” he said. “You must think you know something.” He scoffed. “You all must think I am the big bad villain in this story, but I promise you I'm not.” His eyes turned dark, and he held me even tighter. “If anything, you are.” “You, your brother, and our sick father are the real villains in this story,” he seethed. “I wasn't the one who impregnated an unsuspecting witch and tried to kill her in a bid to cover up his infidelity.”

Faustino replied running a thumb through his jaw relaxing in his leather chair. " We will get even. What are the acquaintance are for? Valerio won't let them breath now." Adraino chuckled darkly knowing well about the man in subject. Valerio Valentine, was the heir of the next notorious familigia in Italy. He was know best for holding grudges, you mess with him and he will not spare you until you take your last breath. Cunning, ruthless, psychopath, sociopath , inhuman whatever the other evil name Valerio owned it all. Valentine's and Pietro's were like a family from generation . They both have each other's back at every situation. Adriano however was not a fan of Valerio Valentine. He just

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.