True Villain Novels & Stories

“Hello, Vanessa, I’m Detective Hayes. “Why don’t we get started.” “O-ok,” I trembled. “Whose body did you try to carry out of the woods tonight?” “H-hailee J-johnsons’.” "The one who's been missing for a month?" Hayes questioned. "Yes." “And she was a friend of yours I assume?” “Yeah. . . yeah we went to school together.” “Was she a good person?” “Well, how can you determine if someone is truly good detective, people are always putting up a mask. On the outside, they can be kind, but on the inside, they can be evil and cruel.”

My blood turned cold. > “Yesterday, the world called Thea Vane a hero. But a secret source has revealed that the 'affair' at the cabin was a staged play. Thea Vane was not a victim of a scandal; she was the director. She manipulated her husband, Elias Vane, and used a fake affair to distract the police while she stole files from her parents. Is this a woman we should trust? Or is she a Manipulative Queen who treats her marriage like a game of chess?"

To beguile my submission instead of being like Farrah, the Worgen, who decisively touched me and absorbed what she wanted instead of this man trying to deceive me. He huffed. “I know your body.” Deliberate eyes roamed down my body and slowly back up. “Inside and out.” Shifting uncomfortably, I snorted with abhorrence. "You're not Valen. You are nothing like him, so show your true self.” I demanded icily. “Only cowards hide their real identities.” It was worse when you pretended to be something that you weren’t. “I am hiding nothing.” “Then unmask yourself and tell me about the white-haired woman. What do you and your people want?”

“And what exactly telling the truth had done to me, Henry? You have tried to kill me once without fearing the consequences. What had changed the second time? Only this time, you were the King and could’ve easily ordered the execution of an innocent child who had nothing to defend himself but painful truth. Who in the seven kingdoms had dared to collide with you and stand by my side? All of them were scared to scream out their doubts. The justice-loving King of Alvar turned his back to me when I approached him for help. He said that he couldn’t afford to lose his empire by granting me refuge. Only if he had helped me as a good ally and well-wisher, so much could’ve been saved. He held that in

I wanted to place a steadying hand on his arm, but I knew that everything I did – everything that we did, any and all of us – was being scrutinised. “Winterpaw is not the true villain. The true villain is one who has lied so successfully that he has created a false narrative, which all of us – me included, to begin with – bought into. Because it is easier to hate that which we already hate than draw new conclusions that make us think.”

"You think you've won? You believe grabbing me here changes anything?” "You're under arrest," Viktor growled as he dropped to the ground. "For treason. For murder. For crimes against every pack." Thane laughed harder. "Arrest me then. Put me on trial. It won't matter. Because while you squander your precious time seeking justice and procedure, my army is grinding what you've created into dust.” He pivoted slowly, aiming his message at the entire crowd. "Malachai was a distraction. A useful idiot who fancied himself a god. But mine was the real plan all along. And it's just beginning."

Aldrich sneered. "I also know that—" "Tell me what you want or I'll tell your father you're here right now." "Okay, I'll say it. But let me go first." Aldrich let go of Derrick. "I want to live here," Derrick said. "Hahaha. In your dream," replied Aldrich. "Oh, come on—" "Get out of my house now!" "I'll give you anything—" "Get out!" "Listen, I'm being chased by a Vampire Hunter. So at least give me a place to hide," Derrick explained.

Silent bleed-outs of capital into off-grid trust funds that exist in the shadowy corners of the financial world. "Jesus Christ," Serena breathes, her eyes widening as the full scope of the deception comes into focus. The evidence is overwhelming, damning in its completeness. Evangeline isn't just helping Lucas navigate the treacherous waters of corporate warfare. She's steering him directly toward the rocks while pretending to be his salvation. "She is The Viper," Serena exhales slowly, the realization settling over her like a cold shroud. All this time, they've been looking in the wrong direction. The enemy wasn't lurking in the shadows—she was standing in plain sight, right at Lucas's side

he slowly tried to reach my hand but I pulled my hands away from him. “Shin Ji isn’t my real name. I’m Lucky Shen. You have years to tell me the truth, but you still haven’t.” I said coldly to him. “I’m just scared. I’m scared of losing you to me.” My mouth dropped open as I saw his eyes gradually redden and his tears slowly dripping. “The reason why I’m here because… I have something to bring back.”

At first, he narrows his eyebrows in chaos but as soon as realisation hits him, his eyes widen in scepticism. The other men stand behind him, sharing the same expression. “What the-” Bryce says, stepping further into the room. “Imagine going after someone in order to sneak into a mafia’s system. And not any mafia, but the one who owns the half of the America,” I say. “Sounds absurd, right?” “I can’t believe it,” the bald guy says, feeling deceived. Noah. “This can’t be real. You’re not-” “I am, Zack Torres. Now stop convincing yourself that I’m not real,” I scoff.