Vile Villain Novels & Stories

"This is wrong, we have a deal" I breathed hard as Ezekiel's breathed fanned my neck. "I know you want me Cherie" he nibles at my neck. "We shouldn't be doing this" I muttered. My voice came out throaty. "I can smell your excitement, " "Give in. I want to fill you with my essence" I gasped when he suddenly pulled me on the bed ***** Alessia was cursed when she was just in her mother's womb. A vile witch had cursed Alpha and his future heir as the Alpha has refused to be with her and did not give into her seduction. Despite losing all the three mates, Alessia's heart never left hope. That is until she meets, Alpha Ezekiel. Alpha Ezekiel Lockhart is a broken hearted Alpha who lost his mate within finding her in the first six months after he turned eighteen. His parents thought that perhaps he will have a second chance mate who will help their cold hearted son. But that was not as easy as it seems. Alpha Ezekiel's mate turns out to be none other than Alessia Romano who is cursed. Her mate's tend to die mysterious after the mating is completed. But that won't be the case for Alpha Ezekiel. So, when Alessia finds out about Alpha Ezekiel being her mate, she was not only shocked but also happy because things seems to be working her way. She thought perhaps she have finally found that one mate who wants to be with her genuinely. But things take a drastic turn when Alpha Ezekiel offers her a contract. A cold bloody contract. It is never heard of in the werewolf world.

Warnings: Mature mind only. Read with caution. “We can even make it a one-time thing.” She said, “We almost did this before...” But she quickly held herself and instead said, "My mom won’t even know a thing, I promise." She said, sounding really desperate. “There’s no way you won’t ask for more, Scarlett,” Adrian argued weakly. “Then I wouldn’t be in the wrong for doing that.” She maintained spiritedly. “I mean, why can’t you just leave my mom and date your age? Or do you think she’s dating only you? She’s got numerous men at her beck and call, and at the end of it all, she’s going to dump you. I am actually the one with the money.” “I don’t care about the money.” Adrian continued stubbornly. “I know this has nothing to do with true love. What exactly do you want from my mom? What do you have on her?” ~~~  Scarlet Davenport, a billionaire heiress and the only surviving daughter of a  widow and men-loving cougar; Vivian Davenport, wakes up to find Adrian Hartfield, the man whom she had an instant crush on after meeting at the club being introduced to her as her potential stepdad. She realizes for the first time in her young life that she might have to go against all odds to fight for her prince charming even if it means employing the art of seduction to get Adrian to her bed.   When hateful and numerous vile forces notice these weak spots in the family and decide to exploit them to their advantage, will Adrian and Scarlett realize their combined strength early enough? Would they overcome the odds?

The once-revered socialite, Adora Matthews, was abducted for three years. After escaping death and making her way back, she thought the nightmare was finally over, only to plunge into yet another abyss. Her once-doting parents now treated her like a plague. Her fiercely protective older brother loathed her to the core. The adopted sister she once cared for mocked her with cutting remarks. Even her childhood sweetheart, who once sworn eternal love, was now engaged to that very sister, wishing for her death. All because of the rumors that she had contracted a vile disease, given birth to an old man’s child, and disgraced the Matthews family. With no other choice, she severed all ties and walked away, secretly carrying a fortune worth millions. Without hesitation, she entered a flash marriage with Louis Walker. Everyone knew Louis Walker was a surgical prodigy—young, brilliant, and from a prestigious family. Yet, no one dared to approach him, let alone propose marriage. His temperament was unpredictable, his moods volatile—genius and madness teetering on the edge. But after marrying the disgraced heiress of the Matthews family, Louis transformed into the ultimate doting husband, flaunting his love in public and clinging to her in private. As the Matthews family faced imminent bankruptcy with no way out, they turned to their son-in-law as a last resort. "For the sake of the family, help us find the mastermind who ruined us..." Louis, holding his wife in his arms, kissed her delicate fingers and smirked. "My dear Adora has such beautiful hands. Tell me, how did these flawless hands of hers manage to ruin you?" The Matthews family stood frozen in shock. "Adora... it was you?!"

I gave my mate a kidney to save his life. Then I disappeared. Kidnapped, betrayed, and branded a thief, I became the villain in everyone’s story. They said I abandoned him. They said I ran off with his money. No one knew the truth—that I’d been fighting for my life while he was recovering with mine still inside him. Four years later, he’s healthy again… and engaged to his first love. In front of the entire pack, he raises a glass and says, “My only regret is not realizing she was my true mate. I’ve missed her for four whole years.” Hidden in the shadows of his celebration, my heart shatters all over again. To them, I’m still a criminal. To him, I’m a ghost. And to someone out there, I’m a loose end that needs to be silenced for good. But this time, I won’t be the girl they destroy. This time, I’ll decide my own fate.

Prologue “Who are you? What have you done to me? And why is my blood on your lips?” Isabella backed away, trembling. Arseñio’s eyes gleamed. “From east to west, north to south—you are mine, Isabella Young. Bound to me for eternity. The moment I bred you, you became mine. I, Arseñio Dicaprio, claim you as my mate.” --- War, sex, and killing—that’s what makes him stronger. Feared across all realms, Arseñio is more than an Alpha. He’s a cursed beast, born of a witch mother and doomed to destroy any woman he touches. Every lover dies from his supernatural strength—until her. Isabella Young is a 26-year-old soldier, forced into the military by her father, General Emilio Young. Her true dream? To become a wolf hunter. But Emilio forbade it. “No blood of mine will do something so vile,” he had shouted, slamming his fist, threatening to disown her. Out of loyalty, Isabella obeyed. She trained hard and earned her sergeant rank. But six months later, her father died of cancer. Free from duty, she resigned and pursued her forbidden dream—hunting wolves—unaware of the truth: she was one of them. Her transformation was delayed. Hidden. But it began the night she moved to Melbourne and met him—at a club, during a wild night out with friends. He saw her. She saw him. One look was all it took. They shared a night of wild passion. Then she shifted—her first transformation—and realized the terrifying truth. He wasn’t just any man. He was The Alpha Beast. And he had fed on her blood.

My wife, Heather Conner, secretly steals the funds I've saved up for our daughter, Naomi Hartman's surgery. After that, she books a high-class hotel for Jared Winters, the low-income student she has been sponsoring, just so she can celebrate his birthday with him. When I find out about it, I demand that Heather return all the money to me. But she slaps me immediately and blames me and Naomi for causing her trouble on purpose. "This is the first birthday Jared and I are celebrating together! Since it's such a big day, it's only natural that I hold it in a grand and lavish manner! "Instead, you two insist on undergoing that stupid surgery just when I've booked the hotel instead of scheduling it at any other time! You really are vile! "I've already inquired with the doctor about the surgery. Turns out it's completely optional! I might as well put the money to good use by giving Jared an unforgettable birthday instead of having you waste it on a useless surgery! "Even if Naomi does end up dying, that means she's fated to die anyway! You can't blame anyone for her death!" Heather just abandons Naomi, who's still fighting for her life. She then drives Jared to the hotel, where they spend the night watching a beautiful fireworks display. With 12 critical notices issued by the doctor in my hand, I kneel before Monica Brown, the richest woman in the city. "I'm willing to marry into your family as long as you pay me 35 thousand dollars' worth of wedding gifts!"

"You look like this is the last place you want to be just because I'm here. Am I really that vile?" Timothy said nothing. Instead he gritted his teeth and shoved his hands into his pocket. Even in her anger, Chloe noticed him... Every inch of him... And his smell. She could pick out his unique scent. Rough. Masculine and mouthwateringly . It made no sense to her, but she was attuned to his every nuance. The man she had called her best friend until a dizzying series of events dissolved the title like sugar in hot water stared at her dispassionately. It was a good thing they were outside and she hoped that he couldn't see the hurt and disappointment on her face. The look wasn't just in his eyes. It seeped through every shrug, every curl of lips she had once thought were the most perfectly created set of lips on earth. She looked deeper, pathetically desperate to find something else. Something more. A reminder of those times when they would talk to each other for hours, and resume conversations the moment they saw one another again. But clearly the Tim she knew had been replaced by a harder, edgier version of a Timothy Kavell - Packard. He was hard and edgy and cynical to start off with. If she had known that he hated her this much, she wouldn't have agreed to his parents' offer to have dinner with them. She had agreed because a part of her had hoped that somehow, they would fix things and be friends again... And she was just beginning to see how wrong she had been....

Lucia had never believed in rebirth. She had read about it a few times in books tucked away on her shelf, but she never imagined it could be real. Yet, here she was—reborn. This time, she swore she wouldn’t let kindness be her downfall. She would make them pay. Her so-called best friend and husband had used her, drained her of everything, and left her with nothing. They manipulated her, deceived her, and when they had no more use for her, they poisoned her—leaving her to suffer in agony for over a year. What a vile couple. On the night of her death—her own birthday—they stood before her, laughing as they confessed their betrayal. They had taken everything from her, and now, they wanted her to know the full extent of their cruelty. Her husband and best friend, her supposed confidants, had been lovers all along. Worse, they had killed her true mate. Lucia had wept until there were no more tears left to shed. Too weak to fight, too broken to scream, she watched as they reveled in their wickedness, even making out right in front of her as she lay dying. That night, amidst a raging storm, Lucia took her last breath. But when she opened her eyes again, morning light streamed through the window. "Is this heaven?" she whispered, confused. A familiar voice answered. "Lucia, you’re awake! Let me get the doctor!" Brittany exclaimed before rushing out of the room. In that instant, Lucia knew the truth. She had been reborn. And this time, she would make them pay—for everything they did to her and her family.

He bought me for revenge. I stayed to protect our secret. ​Ten years ago, I broke Dante Valenti’s heart to save his life. I let him believe our child was gone and that I was the villain in our story. I became a ghost; he became a monster. ​Now, my father’s empire is ruined, and I am the currency used to fix it. Sold to the highest bidder, I expected a stranger. Instead, I got the man I’ve spent a decade mourning—now a ruthless Mafia Don with a heart of ice and a scar that mirrors the one on my soul. ​Dante didn't claim me for love. He wants me as his prisoner, his "trophy," and the target of his calculated cruelty. But as his dark games begin, I’m hiding a secret more dangerous than his wrath: our child is alive. ​If the monster finds out the truth, he won't just claim me. He’ll burn the whole world down to take what’s his.

Just before my wedding, my fate mate, my Alpha fiancé, Micheal, stripped me of my wedding dress—our wedding dress—and handed it to his mistress, Becky Porter. Not only that, but he locked me in the dressing room like some rabid wolf he needed to contain. "Becky has a terminal illness.She just wants to experience being a bride before she dies." I lunged forward, my wolf howling inside me. Alpha's strength pressed against mine, his dominance forcing my muscles to lock. My claws twitched, itching to break free. "You bastard!" I snarled, my breath ragged. Micheal barely blinked. Instead, he let out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head . "She’s dying, and you can’t even show a little compassion?" His tone dripped with disappointment, as if I were the villain here. "You’re only losing a wedding, but Becky… Becky is losing her dreams and her life."