Villain Deku Hot Novels & Stories

“What’s your interest in the pimp mama?” “Are you dead?” Jay laughed. “Compliments of some turncoats and that Florentine pig—what’s its name—?” “Ill Porcellino,” Duke supplied, continuing to build his personal arsenal. “Yeah, that’s it. Well, thanks to them both, I find myself single, and once we take this place, otherwise unencumbered. After that, I’m in Florence admiring a beautiful woman.” “That woman’s a viper, Jay.” “A viper who looks like she spends twenty hours a week at CrossFit,” his buddy countered huskily. “Bet she looks nice in a bikini.” He grinned slyly. “Or a bedsheet.”

Nothing really is perfect but I love it and them all the same. “You realize,” Vladimyr muttered, glaring out the window as the trees passed by in blur, “..that our enemy this time is a duke who commands devil's knows who, makes artificial soldiers like homunculi, and would love nothing more than to dissect our insides, right? Especially Katie’s. No offense though.” “None taken.” The young vampress didn’t even blink. “He sounds like someone who needs a good dissection himself.” Victor leaned forward. “Oh! We should bring scalpels.”

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

Before reality caught up to me, Damian’s lips claimed mine in a heated kiss. My eyes widened in shock. Holy moly! The most harmless crybaby stole my first kiss. My mind went blank. In a moment of clarity, I bit down hard, shoved him away, and scrambled for my life. Then came System’s notification once I took shelter at home. [Congratulations on completing the wicked villainess’ storyline. Only thirty minutes remain on the countdown to your return to your world.]

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.

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

Politicians, heirs, actresses, and businessmen blending together beneath luxury and fake smiles. A beautiful cage. Her chest tightened slightly. Because she remembered dying here. Not physically. Emotionally. This was where the story first decided she was the villain. “Elena.” Her spine stiffened immediately. That voice. Low. Controlled. Cold enough to freeze the room around it. Cassian Arden. He stood near the staircase dressed entirely in black, one hand tucked into his pocket while nobles circled him carefully like satellites around a dangerous planet. Beautiful. Untouchable.

Ava chuckled, "I am not sure everybody will agree with you about that." "It's their loss then. I have only met you for a little while but I am sure that you are a nice person with a good heart." Dreya said as he stood up from his kneeling position. "I am also a freak too. Did you know that? A vampire-werewolf hybrid. I have always known that something was wrong with me." "No Ava, you aren't a freak. And I have seen a lot of freaks." Ava smiled at this, "Thanks. Do you know Evena?" she asked.

Her eyes flew open to find his, their darkness snapping down at her as he moved between her legs. “Yes,” he growled, pushing his own shaft into her, “I am jealous of the blasted dildo alright. I want to feel you tremble around me on our wedding night, not see your channel craving this thing.” He tossed it to the floor as his lips took hers. “Perhaps my warrior is not so wicked after all.” He grinned down at her and lifted her legs over his shoulders before leaning towards her, bending her in half which seemed to push his shaft even deeper into her as he came down to kiss her lips.