Villain Bakugou Novels & Stories

Shit. I looked at my face in the mirror. I still flinch everytime I see these beautiful features. The appearance of this face is so damn beautiful. And I'm a fool who doesn't use Fuschia’s beauty properly. Too bad though. Even in my previous life, I couldn't get a face like this even though I go through plastic surgery many times. In this life, I am determined to use my beauty properly! Villainess is a beautiful and powerful character! I am the villainess in this story, no need to act kind!

Yesterday he was trash-talking Quinn to his friends, and today he's playing the victim in front of Vivian. [Hold on. The villainess already derailed the original plot. Since he couldn't save the damsel in distress, he's trying a different way to win the female lead over.] As he spoke, Nathan slowly rolled up the sleeve of his left arm. Several shocking red marks on the inside of his forearm were exposed beneath the light. "Her moods change without warning. In her eyes, everyone around her is just an outlet for her anger." I stared at the marks on his arm and almost laughed.

A surge of strength rushed through me, making me feel like a muscular, powerful male. I felt like an Alpha!! Everything in that room immediately seemed to obey me. Even as little as the books that lay on my father's table. Or was it just an illusion? Echo roared loudly, sending vibrations of anger and despair round the whole room. My father slowly shifted to human, grabbing his clothes to cover himself. He looked pretty wounded. He was panting heavily. I then shifted too. Slowly, I came to my human form. I walked slowly to my father. I felt a slight pang of guilt in me. But it didn't last long. I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me.

However, my mother was a prideful heiress, and she immediately realized that some manipulative wolf in sheep’s clothing had set her up. Without even bothering to defend herself, she grabbed the crying girl and slapped her twice on the right side of her face. “I never did. I’ll do it now.” The manipulative witch’s entire face became so swollen that she looked like a pig. She even cried like one. The crowd was livid, but they could do nothing about it. Someone leaked information about this, and her image as a bully became even more set in stone. Those who liked her loved it, and those who hated her despised her even more.

Another girl entered, she looked exactly like the one currently straddling Kai with her body, but I recognized this one because her wolf-cut shoulder-length hair was in place. Oh, and this exact one was sneering at me. Twins. The medieval man continued his speech. “I am Professor Bengal.” He turned to the lady next to him. “And my assistant here is Dr Zia. She is from the healer's section. She’s here to mend your broken bones.” The entire hall broke out in laughter. All aside from the five-starred students at the other end of the hall, I could tell not everyone from the acolytes was present. I mostly recognized those who had come up as ward and section leaders yesterday.

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.

She had been listening, had understood the situation's urgency, and had prepared accordingly. Kael looked at the three people who were now tied to him through various forms of contract and pragmatic alliance. A Void-tier entity sealed in a merchant's disguise. A veteran knight recovering from wounds that should have killed him. A fourteen-year-old who had nowhere else to go. And himself. A foreign soul in a villain's body, with a Class that had existed three times in history and failed three times, heading toward a collapsed region to attempt building something from ruins while Imperial pursuit forces potentially closed the distance behind them.

that journey was now going to lead to my own demise. I wasn’t some magical, Goddess blessed white wolf girl of prophecy. I was the one who got in her way. And my partner in crime, the one who would hurt her most, was the man next to me. He will be her first mate, finding out on her eighteenth birthday, and it will be him who ultimately hurts and degrades her to the lowest point of her life. He becomes the drive she needs to awaken her powers and seek out a better life elsewhere.