Vampire Diaries Villain Novels & Stories

Her body got slammed on the wall, making a terrible painful scream to escape her lips. "How dare you bitch call my mate a bitch, you would have told me you needed death so I could file it in the council that you no longer wished to live but want to die in my hands" Blade said, walking towards her, she was a strong vampiress, a hit on the wall would not cause much effects on her. "She is a bitch, I heard she is a werewolf, our worst enemy, and she trembles when she sees a man, she is a whore who covers her dirty clothing under pretentious act!"

“Don’t you think what Valerius did was… strange? That witch-cloaked man, Morwen. He promised to turn him into a vampire if he took us to Chloe. And Morwen did it. He led us straight there. But instead of keeping his word, Valerius killed him. No hesitation. No fulfillment of the promise.” Diana leaned forward, her eyes flashing. “Boy, are you crazy? I loved what Valerius did. Think about it. A man who would betray his own kin just for a taste of immortality? That’s not ambition, that’s poison. Do you think that if he actually became a vampire, he wouldn’t unleash absolute chaos? He already betrayed his brothers and sisters, the ones bound to him by blood and oath. Such betrayal is evil. So y

I pressed my lips together. “What if… I give him some blood? Not all?” Raccoon’s face tightened. “That might not be enough. The damage… it’s too far gone. He’s a vampire hybrid, not just a wolf. That poison was made for him. You give him half, and you die in vain.” Valentina looked down at her wrist. Then her neck. Could she do it? Could she offer her life… for the devil who stole it? She leaned down slowly, placing her forehead to his.

A high-ranking vampire fights against three high-ranking vampires. Three vampires look at Augustus. They have heard his reputation for strength and strength. Augustus is a high-class vampire possessing the power of Neva's heart, he is Son's favorite, Augustus is also the only one who dares to annul the princess of Stephen clan Selina Stephen.

I say, but I don't move away as he gets closer. "Probably not," he agrees. "But then again, I'm a vampire. I'm not supposed to be healthy. I'm supposed to be dangerous and mysterious and completely inappropriate for girls like you." "Is that what you are?" I ask. We're five feet apart now. "Absolutely," he says. "I kill things. I drink blood. I've done terrible things. I'm basically the villain in every story your pack tells about monsters." He tilts his head. "But when I'm around you, I don't want to be any of those things. I want to be someone you might actually like."

His eyes gleaming like molten lava as he stands impossibly close, hands brushing my waist, voice rasping something sinful in my ear while I’m wearing this exact set of lingerie. My mind short-circuits so violently I actually slap my own cheek. “What the hell is wrong with me?” I hiss at my reflection. Valrik is a vampire lord, makes up one-third of the Triad and is my supposed mate. Not forgetting an arrogant bastard who looks at me like he wants to devour me and throw me off a cliff. I’m not supposed to think about him in lingerie. I’m supposed to hate him, despise him, and wish him a long, painful paper-cut-filled eternity.

she said and then sighed. “You knew how much it would hurt me to hear it. That my only daughter is planning to be a vampire, an abomination” she added. I just stood there frozen at the new discovery; I am the actual villain. She trusted me and saw me as her friend, and I can’t believe that I betrayed her. I am the villain in her love story and now it all makes sense. “The reason you are cursed was because you were willing to pay any price if it meant that you would mate with my daughter” she said and then scoffed.

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."

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

Dorian seemed surprised by Caspian’s change in attitude, but quickly nodded in acceptance. “Dylan was an extraordinary sorcerer. Unfortunately, Vane was far more cunning than Dylan realised at the time.” “You said Vane already knows about the fourth heart,” I said, steering the conversation back to the urgent threat. “And now he’s moving closer to Elder Ruth to make use of her power.” “That’s right,” Dorian replied, his expression turning serious as memories of Vane crossed his mind. “Vane was never truly loyal to the werewolves. We were taught to look for cracks and opportunities, no matter how small.”