The Scum Villain's Self Saving System Novel Novels & Stories

I don’t have a name anymore, an identity … I am death. If you see me, you deserve it, you’ve led a bad life, you’ve killed innocents, you are scum. There’s always going to be bad dudes, those who will kill at will, at random, for pleasure or because they believe in some higher being guiding them. Scott had a code: no women, no kids … only grown men … they made their choices. They chose to be ruthless killers, to benefit themselves in some way, I am the last line of defense for the greater good.

I blurted out. "Looks like you finally got some guts". He chuckled evilly. "Don't worry, every single little thing I received from your boyfriend, I'll make sure to inflict that pain on you". I kicked him hard in his balls and he groans in pain but still holds me tight as I try to run. "You'll wish you hadn't done that". He said in a scary low tone. He quickly covers my nose so quickly with a concentrated handkerchief. Immediately, my vision went blur and I passed out. . . . . . TBC

the leader said and left with his boys. Time to finish of my target, I took a bucket of water and poured it on them (Whitney and Jack) they woke up with start. I grinned evily "Welcome back to the world of consciousness " I said "Justin what are you doing let us go" Whitney yelled "That's where you're wrong baby, my name isn't Justin niether am I a doctor, see let me tell you a story of myself " I said and sat in front of them..... "So now I'm gonna kill you" I rounded up my story

Carl looked down at the manager's sycophantic behavior and placed his polished Oxford shoe on the manager's twisted ankle. "Ah!" The manager couldn't hold back his scream. "Lies come with a price," Carl said coldly. "I-I'm sorry! I was wrong! It won't happen again." The manager couldn't even kneel to beg. "No one touches anyone from the Grey family." "Yes..." As he spoke, Patrick and Susanne were brought out. Susanne, half-conscious, instinctively whimpered for help. Suddenly, she retched and vomited a mix of food scraps and undigested, moldy bread.

Twenty-four hours before Evelyn Hale launched the stolen NOVA prototype now laced with a virus that would not only crash her systems, but trace the origin of her entire operation. Scarlett whispered, “She has no idea what’s coming.” Sebastian walked in, holding two mugs of coffee. He handed her one and sat beside her, watching her face as the city’s neon lights bathed her skin in silver and gold. “You saved my soul,” he said quietly. “Now you’re saving my empire.” She smiled faintly. “You saved me too. From a life of hiding, from doubting my worth. We rebuilt each other, brick by brick.”

The people we believe in turn out to be selfish traitors. I learned all this in one night. One evening my life turned upside down....But it doesn't matter! And do you know why?... Well, because I was able to be reborn. because I understood that all this time I was on the wrong side of the bank. That of good people.... But now.......I only have one goal. Have power. To be untouchable. And for that I am ready to sacrifice my body and my soul. While my pretty little head will continue to play the strings.

"You abandoned your people! You were willing to risk them all for your own freedom just minutes ago, weren't you? What's changed now?" Tears sprung to Scar's eyes, and she crumpled forward into a broken sob. He was right. She had been willing to let them all suffer because of her selfishness. Even though her conscience had tried to warn her of the misfortune that would befall the Scanthin pack if she abandoned them, she had done so anyway. She was horrible. Wretched. She deserved to the lugged away and made a prisoner. Scar glanced at her friend Hazel, who was still limp beneath the goblins. Her eyes bore into hers, silently begging her not to give in. To not let the goblins win.

she shrugged, but a small, proud smile touched her lips. "The elite healers upstairs can go to hell, because you just saved me a lot of pain," I told her, and I offered her a genuine smile for the first time since I arrived at this awful school. Saskia pulled a clean shirt from her dresser and tossed it into my lap so I could change out of my damp, ruined top. I turned my back to her and carefully peeled the muddy fabric off my shoulders, and I tried not to wince when the movement pulled at my bruised ribs.

[The hospital fee is already taken care of by the male lead. "The male lead pays? He's willing to pay for me? There must be some purpose.” “Now that I am like this, he still wants to use me. Why am I always a victim of nonsense? Why are my numbers so miserable? God, do you still care about me? Talking for long hours feels so thirsty. Stop complaining. I'm playing the elegant villain. Accept it." “Is there any water here?” Phedra Elizabeth looked around. [The host does not need to be searched.]

Victor’s hand shakes so violently that scotch sloshes over the rim of his glass, dripping onto his leather shoes. “I saved that girl from her own incompetence!” Victor shouts, his composure shattering completely as he screams into the storm. “She was going to drag the family firm into bankruptcy with her foolish ideas! I did what your father didn't have the stomach to do, Damien! I protected the empire!” “You didn't protect the empire,” Damien says, his voice quiet, steady, and filled with a profound, unshakeable disgust. “You stole from a sick girl, you locked her in the dark, and you used her pain to feed your own pathetic greed.”