Villain Hawks Novels & Stories

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

Evander growls, the sound low and dangerous, vibrating in the small room. Rikky looks at him, then her venomous gaze snaps over to me. The hatred in her eyes makes me want to shrink back into the shadows. "You think you've won, Valerie?" she asks, her voice dripping with ice. "You think because you got the President and the Vice President to knot you, you're untouchable? This is the Killer Wolves MC. A ruthless pack. When they are done with you, when the men you desire decide they no longer need you…”

“You are so mean. You left without a trace and came back without a word.” Duh. I was the malicious villainess. The title said it all. “Willow.” “What?” I blurted. He leaned in, his dark eyes sparking with amusement. “Give me a kiss, and I’ll keep my mouth shut in front of your folks.” It did not make sense at all. I was shocked, to say the least. Even an honest guy like Maddox was pulling a Damian. I asked in confusion, “Maddox, are you secretly a masochist? Don’t tell me you developed a bond with me, your abuser?”

One of the vampires shrieked, and Black ran towards them with angry eyes and slashed at him, wanting to separate his head from his body if it wasn't for his treachery from behind. Aaron turned with him to support him, as the Alpha could not fight them alone. That is impossible! Zayn backed away and howled so loudly that the vampire retreated backwards with great fear. This howling is a call to the rest of his flock!!! One of them turned with wide eyes when he saw a large horde of wolves running in the distance headed by his Jack betta wolf and his father Stephen Black immediately transformed and wore what one of his wolves threw his teeth at him carelessly and hurriedly while his wolves foug

"Ruby. My best friend. Are you interested in her?" Hawk's face went red. "What? No. I mean—why would you think—" "Because I saw the way you looked at her at the wedding. And the way she looked at you." I smiled. "It's okay, Hawk. I'm not going to tell anyone." He ran his hand over his face. "She's Iron Wolves family. I'm Steel Serpents. It's complicated." "So were Jackson and I. Look how that turned out." "Yeah, but you two were an arranged marriage. Strategic. This—" He gestured helplessly. "This is just stupid attraction that can't go anywhere."

"Of course I do. It works. Wouldn't you practice it?" "Womanizer." "Uh-hmm," Hawk agreed. "Do you even remember their names?" "All five thousand of them." Hawk hid his grin behind a swallow of port. "Blackguard. Libertine." "Rogue. Roué. Cad. Ah, here's a good one: 'voluptu-ary," "Hawk supplied helpfully. "Why don't they see through you?" Hawk shrugged a shoulder. "They like what they get from me. There are a lot of hungry lasses out there. I couldn't, in good conscience, turn them away. "Twould trouble my head."

I knew it was from the rage he was feeling and my brows furrowed deeply in worry, we were outnumbered and if a fight broke out, the awful smelling men would have the upper hand As if they had read my mind; the men cackled and hawk guy took one step closer, a sickly smirk on his face "Yes, we did all that. I bet you're dying to know why we're suddenly so brave as you put it, aren't you?" Greyson chuckled wryly "I'm guessing your new found bravery is thanks to a certain red-head and her little witches, am I wrong?" I let out an inaudible gasp at Greyson's statement A certain red-head? Witches? Witches still existed? Hawk guy let out a startled laugh with his eyes wide in excited surprise "So y

Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away. I never saw her after that. It was safe to assume that she’d died in WitchFall. Most do. I knew. It was a massive torture chamber where witches confessed to their sins. We watched the older man coming down off the hill from his towering fortress. His powdered wig and overly elaborate cravat carefully in place. “An evil one.” My eyes narrowed. “You only say that because of his pursuit of you.” “No. There’s something wrong with him.” I insisted. “Saria, you been saying this for years.” She groaned. “He’s the most powerful man in our village and the six surrounding.”

We first heard another noise, and there were only two beings when the two young guys had already defeated our adversaries. The footsteps rumble loudly. I couldn't help but stare at them when I finally realized who they were. Ravia and the Alchemist are whom they claim to be. Ravia, on the other hand, became metal, and the longer I stared at them, the more annoyed I felt. "I just completed building this young woman, but we're not quite through yet. I suppose we could manage to attack these intruders, though. Oh, my mistake, leave that lady alone before Wiccer comes and kills them all.”

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’