Villain Cultivator Novels & Stories

They had both believed that this was a manipulative witch who was highly skilled in pretending to be innocent. Yet, like some twisted romcom, the woman had become her husband’s lover and the homewrecker of their relationship.

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.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

It turned out the malicious system was a rogue program on the run. It jumped from one world to another, binding itself to people with dark intentions. It would break apart the original couples and livestream the entire process. Feeding off the audience’s negativity to gain power— All to evade capture by the main system.

What else is Kingsbury hiding exactly? “Kryvan?” “A being who feeds on the life essence of others. A vital energy that flows through the wrists. While the urge to feed is always there, it becomes ten times stronger on full moons.” she explained and I stared at her like she was insane. Because she was. But then it hit me. Ivella always had a bandaid on her wrist, and some other girls I had seen seemed like they were pretty much flaunting it. Was that because Kai had been feeding on them too?

"It is the way of life, Maru. The weak perishes while the strong lives on. To use what's available for the sake of surviving and to grab for the limited resources out there with one's own hands, it is the behavior of a true cultivator. Nobody wants to get stepped upon or taken advantage of. This is why we cultivators fight." Fade answered in length and said her beliefs about how this world works.

Valeria was a kingdom of breathtaking splendor-a land of rolling emerald hills, sparkling rivers, and a towering castle that pierced the sky like a shard of silver. It was also a kingdom ruled by fear and whispers, much of it attributed to its sharp-tongued, unrelenting, and ruthlessly ambitious princess, Lady Daphne Vasquez.

I was sick of this game. “I’m grateful I didn’t inherit your ambition. I won’t ever turn my children into pawns in this horrendous game for power. Not Daniele, not Simona, not Gabriel.” I touched my belly. “Because they all are my children, and I’ll fight everyone like a warrior to protect them of the horrors of this world, even if they come in the shape of my own parents.”

The vampire Clan was requested a back up, the Human cultivator patrolling on the line between two territory taboo Clan. "Stop!" "Who the fuck are you?" "I'm just passerby." "Then why you stop us!" "I know about them." "Your relatives?" "No. You mistaken, they having loan to me." "So what!" "If they died, who pay the installment for me?" "You want a silver from us!" "It's not like that. My grandmother was sick, I need buy some pill." "Boy, I'm not your uncle. Get the fuck out here!" Bang! They attack Xiao Wan, Mortal stage 2 was easy win over mortal stage 1. The results all of them being hit, they don't know who dare to beat the human cultivator level 2.

Her eyes are full of stars in a way that is not metaphorical — there are actual stars in them, pinpricks of cold light that have no business being inside the eyes of a creature that lives at the bottom of an ocean trench. Black veins climb her throat to her jaw. The veins are mine, in nine years, if I am not careful. "My name is Morrigwen, host. I was the first. The Salt Throne was mine. I burned it down. I burned my own children. The pearl made me hungry and I ate everyone I had ever loved and then I ate the kingdom and then I ate the continent and then there was nothing left but the trench it sent me back to. I have been here for eighteen thousand years. I have been waiting to tell someone