Vile Villain Novels & Stories

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

“Then what do you think I lack, sir?” Sir Jack tapped a finger against his chest. “This. You understand Vincent’s mind—but what about his heart? Is he excited? Is he sad? Does he feel frustration when things don’t go as planned? A villain is also a person. And a person has thoughts and has his own heart. Whether it was bad or not, it doesn’t matter. From a person's first point of view, they were not bad, it's the people around them.” Danice considered his words briefly, then shook her head. “No. It’s you who doesn’t understand Vincent, sir.”

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.

Without him, the warmth that had been stroking every inch of my flesh had turned freezing cold. I couldn't help but stare at him as he threw something at a cage with metal bars. I nearly covered my mouth as I took in the scene. Levine Klementine, the supposedly mysterious young man who was reported to break his family's curse and the sole surviving member in the past and present, is definitely lethal-looking, but he also had a charming side. His aura is threatening to kill anyone at any time, much like any vampire would, like Xander. Unfortunately, the young vampire is currently staring into my wider eyes, so I am unable to look at Xander's mouth or even hear what he is saying to him while h

Liliana smirked and chuckled. “I have heard of people who are useful cards, put in a better captive place than this. Look at my condition. You aren’t even considering that fact and yet, you are putting me through hell.” She cried, painfully. “That’s why I am Liliana. I am different from any other villain. I am not considerate, and I will never be, because I am cruel in my own way, until I get what I desire.” She laughed hysterically and left the basement. Helen felt miserable and wished that she was saved, immediately. It seemed as if Liliana could not be defeated, seeing that Hardulph had tried so many times to defeat her, but it had proved abortive.

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"

On the other side, Gerard was happy that he can finally achieve that women, and then he will punish her that bad that she will regret slapping him. "Bring different women tonight" he told his assistant. "Yes sir" and he went away. Gerard was spending his nights with different women each day, but the thought of her lips was making him crazy and he still couldn't get over it. He was impatient, he never had to wait this much for anything in his life. And now it was hard for him but he thought that the prize was worth it. His evil mind suggested him that he should marry her, as she will arrive, so no one can take her back, not even her father. He ordered his assistant to make the documents ready

I said softly causing him to look over at me surprise on his features at my change in tone. "Real name is Kateus, also known as the sin of envy, due to jealous tendencies and grudges" I said taking a deep breath. "One of the main downfalls in humanity is the want for what others have making him one of the most dangerous sins because it doesn't matter who gets hurt in the process the only thing that is a priority is his own want to be better and higher then anything and everyone else around him" I said causing him to look almost ashamed.

Just as the commoner wasn't born with a low status by committing a sin. So, it's really sickening how the rich abuse their power like that. "Nonsense," the baron huffed in anger. "Grab him, we need to teach him a lesson," he instructed one of his knights. I scrunch my nose in displeasure. I didn’t know why the dark sides of the world were unfolding right before my eyes. I’m not the female lead, I’m the villainess… Shouldn’t this kind of situation unfold only in front of the kind, positive, and meddlesome heroine?