Villain Days Novels & Stories

"I can’t do this alone. I need someone on the inside. Someone who knows what it’s like to be broken by them, to have everything torn apart by their lies." I shook my head, my hands trembling. "But Damon... you’re talking about revenge. About becoming what they made you." He stepped closer, his presence felt overwhelming. "And you think I haven’t thought about that?" he said, his voice rising. "Do you think I enjoy being the villain? No, Lila. But if they want me to be a monster, I’ll be the biggest one they’ve ever seen. And I’ll drag them down with me. I’m doing this for us—for everyone they’ve hurt. For the people who can’t fight back." His eyes softened, his voice becoming almost pleading

I am Victoria, a person I never considered myself to be. I close my eyes to recall what transpired on the 456th year of the Vermoir, as this is already ancient history dating back millions of years before our current era until I realize what transpired as I open my eyes widely. "On the night of the last festival day, a village was reduced to ashes, but I can't pinpoint where or when. I must determine this and also find my way out of here."

] I felt a jolt of nausea as his mental gaze shifted toward me. [And then, Vanessa. Once your 'hero' is a cooling corpse, I will break your spirit and mark you right here on this floor. I’ll bind your soul so tightly to mine that you’ll forget you ever belonged to another. You are the crown jewel of this conquest.] [They think they’re so smart,] Lily hissed internally, her eyes darting to the High Council members seated nearby. [Matthew thinks he’s poisoning a few rivals. He doesn't realize I’ve laced the entire kitchen’s water supply with hemlock and silver dust. Every guard, every servant, every Alpha in this room will be vomiting blood by midnight. The rogue pack is waiting at the treelin

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.

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.”

“You call this protection? Keeping me locked away in some mansion like a prisoner? Treating me like I’m some pawn in your sick little power games? That’s not protection, Adrian. That’s control!” Adrian’s face softened for a fleeting moment, a vulnerability flashing in his eyes that caught Kayla off guard. “You think I enjoy this?” His voice dropped, quieter now but no less intense. “You think I wanted any of this? I’m doing what I can to keep you alive, Kayla. Even if it means being the villain in your story.” She hesitated, her anger momentarily suppressed by the crack in his usual armor. But she wasn’t ready to let him off the hook just like that.“You’re right about one thing—you are the v

Some people even that believed things like that didn’t exist but if a vampire could become a human, if a vampire could return the immortal life it had in exchange for death, if a woman could become a vampire on her wedding day, then of course, anything was possible. She looked down and baby Jennifer smiled at her, she knew her baby was happy. Ever since baby Jennifer was born, she had been showered with nothing but love from mummy and daddy, her godmother dana, and her big uncle and aunty, Edmund and Hillary, and all that love came from a cold vampire castle. Baby Jennifer was now asleep after a few minutes of rocking, she sat there waiting for her husband, he went out to hunt, and would soo

She was already fumbling with fear and now, worry wrapped on that face. "Z-zyann.." "Yes, you heard it right. Heard it before?" Zayn asked in a mocking tone, and Hailey gulped back. 'Can I deny?' He was no less than Aiken Lynn. The second mafia clan, cops chasing them all around. And here she was facing them directly. Yet keeping everything aside, Hailey took a deep breath and under the light, faced him again, "Mr. Wakon, let me go from here." "I don't have anything. I have never met this.. Aiken and I can't give you anything."

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W