Villain Days Novels & Stories

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

“Well what Master Arinola build was one in town, so if he got his client to buy them, he will raised enough money to buy back all the lost shares, and still had enough left.” “So failure is not an option tomorrow?” Bisola said. “Exactly, failure is never an option.” Victoria said finally. Bisola thanked Victoria, she stood up and walked back to her office, she make it in and slump down on the chair looking very tired, she can’t helped but think about Dapo trouble, the first time she pitied him after their small talk, moreover listening to Victoria makes her to realized how lonely and confused Dapo will be, in fact she can also notices that in Dapo since they both resumed for office this earl

The sole heir of the Villazanta Group of Company, the behemoth company located in the Philippines, the largest, the most influential company all over Asia and soon Europe. The hotel he checked in last night is one of the hotels he manages. He is basically living there. If only his mother allowed him to just leave in that room, he could, but his mom doesn’t want him to do so. So, once a week, he sleeps there, where he and Grace shared their nights together. Vladimir Villazanta is a bachelor that every woman has been dreaming of. He is a 33-year old bachelor, he was a playboy when he met Grace, but he changed when Grace came.

I sat in my office for seven hours without living a muscle, just watching the video without taking my eyes off of it. Victor Viper was not joking when he promised Eliot Williamson that he was going to make him cry like a little boy, make him piss and soil his pants. Victor Viper tortured the man who had tried to take his city and legacy away from him, along with his only daughter.

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.

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

She snickered then stood up, but stopped in her tracks, she looked at the blood on her finger, then held it directly into the sun, nothing happened. "A, day walker?" Inside Villa's gut she wanted desperately to get this vampire, one that walks in the day is a very rewarding kill, if not killed a problematic enemy to have. Villa ran over the road to her car and turned around heading south, she knew if the pickup dripped blood the scent will still be in the air, so she drove slowly, her window open, and followed it.

"Am I the only one who sees how stupid she's being? Please, tell her not to go along with this hair brained scheme of his, Miss Lillian. We know next to nothing about the guy and what we do know isn't very promising. We can not just send her away with a guy like that." I took a seat at the edge of Miss Lillian's bed, letting out a sigh. Her room was the place the three of us usually met at whenever we were free to chat and catch up. Though, today the atmosphere in the room was anything but happy. After having danced most of the night last night and then working around the house for most of the day, I was too tired to have any sort of an argument, let alone one that seemed nearly impossible t

But maybe even villains could have a stupid side to them, just like how Lily suddenly asked, “Is that the belief that the people of Barden City have? I once read an article about how people in that town have a high level of happiness even though they are not rich, and maybe the reason is that they never have bad dreams at night?” Vivian really wanted to laugh at this moment. She thought Lily wouldn't buy her bullshit at all, but it turned out that the villain also had a naive side to her. “That's right,” Vivian replied calmly as she managed to hold back her laughter. “You can try using that method, and let me know if it works. I've tried it before and it worked for me, so I hope it will work

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