Vampire Diaries Villain Novels & Stories

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

His words were more of a demand than a request. I sighed softly, then looked at the girl who had her gaze fixed to the ground. Although I could tell that she was a vampire, her aura was weak. I could see it through my wolf's eyes. "You said it yourself, Lee, loyal supernatural beings. Vampires are different. They are dangerous, selfish, greedy, full of themselves, and their egoistic behavior gives them a strong thirst for power. Mika and a few others are the only exceptions," Damon answered.

“Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.” “Meaning?” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “She has secrets, Victor. Everyone does. And I’ll drag them into the light until she drowns in them.” Victor’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Dangerous move. But fitting for the villain you claim to be.” I ignored his mockery and picked up the glass again, the whiskey swirling like my rage. “Villains win because they’re willing to do what heroes won’t.” “Or because they don’t know when to stop,” Victor countered.

Victor hissed, his voice shaking with venomous fury. He didn't know about werewolves. He didn't know about Alpha kings, ancient bloodlines, or the supernatural underworld that breathed in the shadows. To Victor, Zayden Blackthorn was simply an arrogant, untouchable billionaire kingpin who had executed his only son Luca, humiliated him at the auction, and now slaughtered his men like cattle. "You think you are a god, Zayden?" Victor whispered darkly, turning toward his remaining commanders with a murderous snarl.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

“It lets you borrow some of my power, and we end up in this symbiotic relationship. You get stronger, and I'm stuck with an evil companion like you for protection. It's not a good deal for me.” But Vivaldi doesn't let up. “This is me being nice, you know,” he says. “I could go after Winter, Scarlett, or anyone they care about. It'd be easy to go on a killing spree in Shadowvale. You haven't been drinking human blood—it'd take a miracle for you to stop me.” My blood starts to boil, and I just snap. I charge at him with crazy speed, claws out, and I stab him right in the chest. But all he does is give me this weird, pained smile and grab my hand with a grip like steel.

She is finally dead. “We’ve gotten rid of the bitch,” Dmitri and the others celebrated, and I just stood there. I guess we all misunderstood her. I’m happy we gave her the death she wanted. Moon Goddess, however, is the villain; she is the one ruining the wolves and causing unnecessary wars that are claiming innocents. “You don’t seem happy,” Damien said, standing beside me. I turned to him, looking at the blood on his cheeks, and I smiled. “We will talk about that later,” I said, and he nodded his head.

“Whatever you know for your mother, remember? Better start talking.” She inhales a shaky breath and sits down. “The vampire lord's name is Dario Vitale. He's ruthless, fearless, reigns over three kingdoms because he's constantly waging war against tiny villages owned by witches. Some people say they've never seen him, and others who have described him as a young man whose beauty can make you sin.” I cross my leg, tapping my fingers against my thigh as I stare at her. “And the kingdoms he rules, what are their names?”

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.