The Villain Simulator Novels & Stories

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

I smirk, pulling up the sleeve of my shirt. ___________________________ The Villain It's Zain we meet at the bottom of our driveway the next morning, a smile stretching across his face like Cheshire. Freya stops beside me on the edge of the curb and cocks her head to the side. "Why is your face doing that?" He blinked, "Doing what?" Her finger did a circular motion towards his face. "That creepy thing with your mouth. It's freaking me out. You look like you came here to touch kids."

"Who is Silas Vane? And why is he using my mother’s ghost to hunt us?" Sybilla walked toward them, her footsteps silent on the metal floor. She stopped inches from Dante’s gun, her eyes locking onto Ivy’s. "Silas Vane isn't a man, Ivy. He’s a program. The first consciousness ever successfully uploaded to the Grid. He’s the one who runs the simulation we’re all living in. And he needs that child because the Trinity is the only thing that can act as a physical host for a digital god."

“This is the simulation framework that I built. It uses the latest programming technology, which can be found in the most current sports car model on the market. After the inlay of intelligent systems, the car can go on autopilot…” Adina patiently explained and operated it. Suddenly, her computer started to lag, and the screen kept flashing. She frowned. “I just built this system yesterday.” She pressed the keyboard skilfully, and the computer screen flashed. All of a sudden, the simulation screen disappeared, and a video popped up. Before Adina realized what the video was about, a woman’s voice rang out in the room. It left little to the imagination. A man and a woman were naked on the scre

Gonzalez explained, his voice sounded like that of a villain in action movies. Diana couldn’t believe the words that she was hearing, he just decided to murder someone just because he thought she had interest in the person. What kind of man was he? Simon was taken by surprise, so this was the man who wanted him dead, and it was all because he thought he was into Diana. Just that, and he sent snipers, military grade machine guns just to take out someone that posed a threat to his forced relationship with Diana. He was definitely a psychopath. Simon thought.

And the most cataclysmic thing was, I was not afraid of having witness Madeline's murder. Yes it left an impact on me, I still shivered whenever her dead lifeless eyes drifted in my vision but.. I was more scared of Marienne. As soon as the the police enquiry session had come to an end, I ran straight to my flat, brought out my laptop and tried to find as much as information I could manage about them. And what I found about them wasn't shocking but still, it chilled me to the core. Marienne Carlisle Victor. A French-American businessman, who is best known for his ruthless statistics and strategies in the corporate world. Devilishly handsome looking but taken from at the age of 19. Well known

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

The system was still offline, and I had no way to check his affection level. What if his affection was still at zero? I had to speed this up. The dating-sim had a two-month time limit, and my two months were almost over. If I failed the route, I would lose the entire ten-million prize. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the fact that he was too pretty for his own good. Either way, courage surged through me. I staggered to my feet. When I nearly slipped, I twisted my body and fell straight into his arms, pushing him down onto the sofa.

It does not get there. "Eighth. Listen now. I have one warning the pearl will not let me give you twice. The Silver is awake. The Silver has been awake for two centuries. The Silver wears a body. The body is in your kingdom. She has been writing letters to your line for four generations and your grandmother burned them and your father burned them and your mother could not. She wrote your courtship. She wrote your fall. She wrote me into your dreams tonight to soften you for what she will say to you next. *I am not your enemy.* That is what I am supposed to tell you. I am telling you the opposite. The Silver is your enemy. The Silver wants the Black. The Black wants the Silver. The hosts are