Villain Group Novels & Stories

“All of it.” Lillian did not touch it yet. “Start with the conclusion.” “There is no single villain,” Marcus said. “There never was. It’s a consortium. Old capital. Infrastructure money. Legal insulation layered so thick it looks like neutrality.” Nathaniel’s expression hardened. “Names.” “Shells first,” Marcus replied. “Holding groups that never vote, never appear publicly, but always benefit when instability removes inconvenient people.” Elena folded her arms. “And the crash.” Marcus nodded. “Matches three others. Different countries. Different decades. Same intermediaries. Same legal firm cleaning up after.”

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

“Witchcraft—” “Villainess—” The word struck like a thrown dagger, cutting straight through the noise. Villainess. Seren’s pulse faltered. The System flickered, words slicing across her vision like smug lightning. [New Identity Confirmed: Villainess Omega.] [Directive Initiated: Rule through fear, desire, or both.] The glowing HUD pulsed bright enough that wolves nearest her actually shielded their eyes, mistaking it for divine fire. Kael’s arm around her waist tightened, his low growl silencing the pack. But the damage was already done—the chant had begun. A chant not for her, but against her.

Probably was. In as much as she hated the man and his arrogant nature that beat hers, she couldn't deny the fact that his presence in her company was catalytic. They had a lot of investors and many people willing to buy shares in the company, this was going to be big. Abdul-Dayyan Mohammad who had never worked under any company before all of a sudden has started working with Aaima pharmaceuticals, it wasn't surprising that it became news.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

It rewarded monsters dressed elegantly enough. A knock interrupted her thoughts. Three precise knocks. Controlled. Confident. Without waiting for permission, the office doors opened. Cassian Arden entered like the room already belonged to him. And perhaps it did. Because technically— He owned more of Vale Group than anyone except the Vale family itself. Major shareholder. Acting executive director. The man investors trusted more than the company’s actual heir. Black suit. Black gloves. Silver eyes colder than the storm outside. Everything about him looked expensive enough to ruin someone’s life.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

Marvin probed. "Gosh! I don't even understand any of these things. Who is the muse?" Olivia once again asked, looking a bit pale. "Madamé, the Muse Group is a subsidiary of The organization formed by the Crazy Lady." It also happens to be the first anti-dark forces group. This muse group is dangerous and scheming. I am a leader who I don't know, but I have a computer mindset. He could come up with different strategies and evil plans that would make you doubt your intelligence.

She thought carefully before finally speaking. “Forget it. We don’t have that much time to waste on someone who is already worthless. She doesn’t deserve it.” “Boss, there’s also something about your younger brother.” Marco continued. “A chip was implanted inside his body. We traced it back to a small company called T Group.” “Almost no one has ever heard of this company, and we know almost nothing about their background.” “But according to our investigation, this company is extremely powerful. Although they’ve only recently started gaining attention, they’ve already released several advanced core technologies.”