Villain Deku Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

"we were talking about you, we mean to give you a wife to which you will get married." "Huh?"Derek said raising his brow. "Yes, alpha Derek. You have to get married and give us an heir." "But I have Ariana and my baby Zeal." They all murmured, turning the toy side to give me a deadly glare. "But she's the Villain, a monster who ruined our kingdom. You can't and will never get married to the woman who has caused death for your parents and members of the pack." "Who said such?" Derek inquired.

"I don't care what you think! He’s meant to be a powerful Alpha King, the father of my future children. Mine! He was destined to unite all the shifters under his banner, with me by his side. And then you—you came along and took what’s mine! Now, the world is too small for the both of us, you slut. But when I prove that I’m stronger—when I finally put you down—the Alpha King won’t be obsessed with you anymore. He’ll come back to me. He’ll make me his queen again." "Villains also have the right to fall in love, don’t they?" I murmured, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "But the thing about villains is, they always get their panties in a twist and blame someone else for their failed love stories.

“Tell me.” He held my hand with his, brushing his thumb over my knuckles in an attempt to calm me down. However, the anger and hate that was festering within me bubbled to the surface. The duke and his sister did not exactly look alike, but there was enough resemblance that I could still see Jade in him. In his eyes. In the color of his skin. His long, pin-straight hair. I want to smack her out of him. I clenched my fists on my sides. I couldn’t face his sympathy, not now.

A villainess burning for revenge never have pity. Aubrey glanced around, she sighed in defeat, what other choice did she had? Could she go back and face the press, she would lose her face, she would become a laughing stock, what about her family? she knew her dad would kill her even if he saw her, arranging all the choices, she had no option left, "I want to go to the mental asylum" She sighed. "Good pick" Scott laughed as he made a phone call officially registering her in a mental asylum.

A lifetime waking up in his arms, I'd consider myself sent to heaven. Declan shut his eyes when my brain makes a horrifying connection. Lock picking…Viktor. Viktor is a thief. He’s told me several times that he came all the way up here to rob the safes of their treasure. They have similar ones above ground, so he must be able to open them. He’s a fucking cat burglar. Fighting back the nausea that slammed into me. I swallowed. This is the point where I push his heart off a cliff top. Everything is going to change, and tears sting my eyes.

The alpha was so gorgeous and had a sweet tongue, his eyes sparkle while he gaze at him making him feel that he was the luckiest omega in the world. But everything was a lie and after he lets himself be bound with Niel through a paper, the pink bubble world disappears. Only after their wedding did he realize that when Niel leave in the middle of their date, it was because he was going to coax his jealous omega. Every time he tried to offer himself to Niel, the alpha will say that he cherished him and will only touch him when they consummate their marriage. He was a fool to believe that. In reality, he was fucking another omega and he did not need Davi to satisfy his needs. The sparkling eyes

I don’t care if his jawline was sculpted by ancient gods during their off-season. Duke Alaric is a sadist. A hot, musclebound, chaos-manufacturing sadist. For the past two weeks, I have been living the cursed crossover of a military boot camp and a magical girl anime. If you ever wonder what it’s like to run five miles in full training gear while a six-foot menace yells “again” every time you breathe wrong, let me paint the picture: I looked like a wet, electrocuted duckling. Mascara? Gone.

He steps closer, his eyes on mine with a softness that feels so out of place now. “Lila, you know I could take care of you… unlike him. I still love you,” he says, his voice almost tender. “I’d treat you right this time, I promise. You don’t need Alex. You never did. I love you Be with me, let's take down the G.H.C together” My chest tightens, and for a moment, I’m caught off guard. How can he go from being the villain to this so quickly? The warmth in his words doesn’t match the bitterness I was just shown

Cassian pulled him closer, letting himself believe—just for tonight—that maybe happy endings were possible. Even for VILLAIN'S. For HIM.