Villain Designs Novels & Stories

The biography impressed her: Adrian Volkov, CEO of Volkov Designs, the country’s most prestigious jewelry company. Known for his innovative designs blending modern style with timeless elegance, Adrian’s creations are coveted by celebrities, socialites, and royalty alike. Under his leadership, Volkov Designs has won multiple international awards for craftsmanship, creativity, and luxury. Adrian is also recognized for his mentorship of young designers and his philanthropic work. Scrolling down, she saw pictures of exquisite jewelry diamonds that sparkled like frozen stars, delicate gold chains, and pieces that seemed almost alive with artistry. Lena admired each design and thought to herself,

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

I glanced down at my arm, where faint veins had begun to change colour beneath my skin - Vale blood reacting exactly as planned with the antidotum. A murmur rippled through the room. “It was designed to weaken my wolf. To make me look unstable. Unfit.” I smiled thinly. “Convenient, considering recent headlines.” Eyes flicked sideways. Calculations sharpened. I turned in a slow circle, letting my gaze drag over familiar faces. Board members. Investors. Pack allies. Old enemies wearing polite smiles. “Which means,” I said softly, “the person responsible is someone who knows Vale biology.” Silence.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

She smiled, "Imagine accusing I and the vice president of something like that. Do you know you can lose your position at NAD because of this?" He smiled at her too, "what is my position at NAD to me when I could make millions from selling the pictures I have of you both? And also I know you were the scientist behind plasmodyl, the killer drug." "Name your price?" He laughed, the idiot actually dared laugh at her, "what makes you think I want money? Like I said on the phone, I'm a secret admirer." He took her hand that was on the table and this time she did spit her drink... On him.

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"

I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain. 一 What are you still doing in front of me? 一 I asked and started to leave, but the girl brutally pulled my arm. 一 You attract attention wherever you walk 一 She uttered the words with hatred and squeezed my arm 一 You're going to lose everything 一 She threatened almost spitting and then I smiled evil. 一 Who do you think you are to threaten me? 一 I asked pulling my arm with all my strength. 一 Your worst nightmare 一 He said with hesitation in his voice.

"Now this is a proper pro!" "I've read up on him. He's the founder and Chief Designer of QT, the famous international brand!" "Seeing the leaked design, one could see that it wasn't his work!" Then, the designs were shown on the screen according to their ranking. To everyone's surprise, Kayla's design was so much worse than her previous designs. Even the style was completely different! It didn't match up at all, so much so that it looked like two different people's work. Everyone was surprised by Andy's design too. It wasn't the one that had been leaked. Once the ranking and designs were announced, people on the internet were baffled.

Riley looked down briefly at the design in his hands, then back up again, the calculation already running through his head without needing to be stated. Materials. Time. Access to a forge. But more than that— value. “…alright,” Riley said. Jeremiah gave a small nod, like the agreement had already been expected. “Then it’s yours.” Then the system chimned in again. Quest accepted. Bring two completed sets of Vanguard Armour Set within seven days. Reward is unknown. Riley folded the design carefully, securing it before stepping back again, his attention shifting forward as he turned away from the cave properly this time, the weight of what he’d just gained settling into something sharper than b

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