Villain Deku Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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

Deka continued, his voice rising, "she led us to war against innocent people. The Mighty Arrow Pack had done nothing. They were innocent. And we massacred them in their sleep. Women. Children. Everyone." He turned to Killian, and the look in his eyes was pure devastation. "I was so proud when you joined us that night. My nephew, barely sixteen, is fighting beside me for justice. For family. But it was all a lie. Your mother orchestrated everything. She murdered my wife and then made us commit genocide." Killian's vision blurred. He wasn't crying but his eyes were glistening red. He could feel something cracking inside him, tearing beyond repair. Deka straightened, and when he spoke again, hi

It’s because I saw my future. “A future where you infected me, where I lost my baby, and where I died a miserable death." I looked straight into his eyes. "Now you've walked that path in my place. So, tell me, should I be thanking you?" His cloudy eyes widened violently. A strangled sound tore from his throat. His body began convulsing uncontrollably. The line on the heart monitor spiked wildly before flattening into a single, piercing tone. The floating comments exploded. [YES! THIS is how the story was meant to end! The villainess changed her fate, and the scumbag ended up living her nightmare instead!]

"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

Otherwise, the little firecracker would roast his balls and eat them for breakfast. He swears he’s not obsessed with her. He talks to her like trash. But I know obsession when I see it. Because I’m equally obsessed with a female that’s about to make me lose my mind. No wonder they’re best friends. I barely get my thoughts in check when my cell phone rings again. Duke. “Talk to me.” “You won’t believe where they are.” I can hear the anger in his tone. This can’t be good. “Tell me.” “Two words. Sinful Decadence.”

My vision blurred even further with my throat raw like I had swallowed fire, I felt myself fall and then my eyes close. THE DUKE I caught the girl before she hit the floor as I have been observing her movements from the time our eyes met across the room, now she was the only one worth paying attention to because not only was she beautiful but her scent was something I could not resist. I am the Duke of Valestead and I am also a Vampire, one who have lived for centuries but few people knew that and one of them was her father. Nine years ago I had gone over to his manor for a business deal and he had all but run me out of his house because according to him he did not want to do business with a

She had to be mistaken, and even if she wasn’t, he was only possessive of his wife, not her personally. Eddie secretly pinched Lily. She didn’t react, but she must have felt some pity for her friend as she continued, “Yes, talking about my exes and if I’ll ever find true love.” That response seemed to satisfy Alex, “A charming lady such as yourself worried about love? I’ve heard you have the pick of the lot, Duchess.” “You flatter me, Duke, but unfortunately no one has lived up to my standards,” “Then you’re just not looking in the right places,” he smirked.

"Idiot. Don't be dramatic." In the story, Luca was a minor villainess. He ran the club's warehouse, but he also managed the dock shipments, and he'd been skimming from both for years. When Noemi got transferred to the warehouse, she uncovered his operation, handed the evidence to Renato, and earned herself a second act in the love story. Not if I got there first. I laid out everything I knew about his operation, line by line. His color drained with each detail. By the end, he'd slid halfway off his chair.