Villain Card Novels & Stories

"Mr. Gray, rest assured that I'll make sure these three pills fetch the best price. As for the Compendium of Special Constitutions, it will indeed be on the block tonight. You can bid for it directly then. With your resources, I don't think securing it will be a problem." "I'll be counting on you, then, Ms. Shepherd." "You're too polite, Mr. Gray. From now on, just call me Wanda." With confident poise, Wanda slipped an Obsidian Draconic Card into Ashton's hand. "This is the Curios Chamber's top-tier Obsidian Draconic Card. There's no spending limit attached. "You can use it freely at any location under the Curios Chamber's umbrella and receive the very best service. Please, you must accept i

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?"

Pulling Koishi closer than before, leaning down over the nape of his neck, feeling his nose brushing against his shirt. "We have to get you back to the room before anyone notices this Master" pulling back and turning around taking Koishi wrist into his hand while others holding the teddy he snatched from the Villain. "Well, well, someone seems to be mad?" "I apologize for that, but master is not feeling well." Damian paused, gulping in response. The Villain just takes his step back, turning his gaze towards Koishi who's cheeks are turning red. Walking away, Koishi turn his head one last time, looking at the villain who was staring back at him. Right then, hearing a beep right above his head,

She reached out instinctively, intending to retrieve the card—but before her fingers could even brush it, the man shoved her hand away. Pain shot through her wrist. She gasped, staring at him in shock. “Did you think it would be that easy?” he said harshly. “You stole a card and tried to use it. You’re a fraud.” The words hit her like a slap. Fear. Panic. Humiliation. They all crashed into her at once. Her head dropped, unable to face the accusing eyes surrounding her. The murmurs grew louder, heavier, suffocating. “Please… I’m not what you think,” she pleaded, her voice trembling as tears spilled over. “I didn’t steal anything. Please just let me go…”

said Chelsea as she backed away without any protection or weapon she wasn't sure how she should take on Wilson. [ Abicio : - a dark magic , that saps all the mana of the opponent , no one except the royal family is allowed to use it] " You seem to have forgotten that my mother is Lord Vale's sister , and the poison clan is the one who created this magic , am I not allowed to use my own magic now ?" said Wilson as he loomed closer to her like a predator , Chelsea kept backing away from her until she saw knife sticking on the fruit bowl . She lunged for it - and slashed it at Wilson , the apple sticking on the knife flew and hit him on the eye and he staggered .

“Remember it’s only a game. Leave your deaths for after the game.” Lifting my gaze to meet hers, I put my dagger back. “You call me weak and yet, the truth triggers you, what a clown.” Ivella muttered something under her breath but I ignored her. I squatted to the bottle, spinning it as I watched it roll. Seconds later, its tip stopped in front of black boots with a scowl on his face. Kai Malek. Jackpot. “Truth or Dare.” My lips curved into a smirk. “Dare.” No reaction whatsoever. Not for long. “I dare you to bring the crown of King Aldamar to the middle of this circle.”

"Really? This is the best humans can do? Think freezing my accounts will starve me out?" He tossed the card aside with a flick of his wrist. "I claimed you, and you're mine in every way. Want you back? Come and get you from Wolf Castle. "And as for money," He drew a sleek, black metal card from his suit, its surface etched with an intricate wolf totem that gleamed with an otherworldly luster. "Here." I froze, "What's this?" "The black gold card of wolves," he said, pressing it into my hand. "It bypasses human banks, straight into the Wolf Kingdom's vault. Arthur can stretch his fingers as far as he likes; he won't reach my coffers."

“They’re part of a clan that’s been at war with the wolves for centuries.” He held up the card, and its surface began to glow with a faint, ethereal blue light. “Thou respond to my call, for who am I your owner. Lend me strength—come forth, Ari!” The card disintegrated into sparks, and in its place appeared a girl whose form shimmered like a mirage. She merged with Dale, her energy flowing into him until his body was encased in a suit of radiant armor. His sword, now glowing with an intense blue light, hummed softly as he took a defensive stance.

I suspected that Villain X had helped him in the past, just like she helped me, and he was doing all of this to pay her back. He was just a pawn, moved by the Villain X. A doll controlled by the puppet master. Yet I could see why he was in his position right now. Frankly, Blake wasn't exactly the brightest crayon in the box, he was easily triggered by anger and pride. The dude was like a walking jerrycan of gasoline, ready to explode with even the tiniest spark of fire.

The system remained silent for a moment before a new text scrolled across my vision. `Villain name: Kaelen.` `Status: Illegitimate Prince of the Veridian Empire.` `Objective: Ensure his survival. His death might lead to you dying here, unable to return to your world. I gasp. Kaelen? Illegitimate prince of the Veridian Empire? I freaking know that name. So they weren't just random fantasy labels. How could I forget 'Blood Oath: Save the Villain', a ridiculously difficult otome game I had been obsessed with. The one where the "villain," Prince Kaelen, was a tortured, morally character who, if not guided correctly—never done that—would inevitably unleash a wave of destruction upon the kingdom,