Villain Hawks Novels & Stories

Nikolai Voss was a renegade herbalist who had been banished from the Davis Pack Lands five years ago for selling suppressed aura toxins to unbonded rogues. I forced my hands to stay completely steady against the desk. Ghost_Paws: Never heard of him. Why are you digging around for a banished poisoner? Wyatt_Crane: Helping a high-ranking client. They want to buy a batch of wolf-bane suppressant to mask an unbonded mate. Heard Voss was hiding out somewhere near Hawkridge Row. Thought if anyone knew how to find a phantom in the valley, it’d be you. Ghost_Paws: I don't know him. Don't ping this frequency again.

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

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

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.

How in the world could he ever bring them down? Still, he had to try. He would do it for Lily, for Ave, and for everybody whose life would change because of the technology of his clean energy. He wouldn't let the bad guys win. The steaming mob of steam and dark sprawled city into view. Hawk pulled into the lot of a skeezy, run-down motel on the edge of town—the kind where its employees have no motivation to ask too many questions or remember faces: perfect for laying low. The rest all tumbled from the van, folding arms and stretching legs like clowns from a circus car, looking this way and that. James looked around warily, half-expecting Elena's goons to pop out of the shadows.

I was truly living the life of a side character, being treated that way by my own brothers. I picked up the pesticide bottle, twisted it open, and poured it straight into my mouth. "What are you doing?!" Charlie screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale. Even the usually composed Lucas panicked at that moment. "Are you insane? Did you really drink it?" My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I thought, 'What's so insane about it?' The original character in that world, Maddison Sherman, was just a villainous side character doomed to die sooner or later anyway. I remembered that the original plot said that she was supposed to die there, but it was by suicide with a knife instead.

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.

Willow asked, a little bewildered. "I am the master of the Flying Dragons, Skylar Wright. Your husband barged into the territory of the Flying Dragons two nights ago, and he killed many of our people. "We swore that we would avenge them!" Skylar said viciously. Last night, the York family and the Flying Dragons had already settled on a plan. Victor's tactic was to let Skylar tackle Caspian first! The abilities Caspian displayed were quite strong, so Victor figured out a plan. They would kidnap Caspian's wife, Willow.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

Colin, their presence a constant reminder of their captivity. Jennifer's voice wavered as she questioned Hawk, "Who are they?" Hawk's smirk widened as he leant in close, his voice dripping with malice. "Oh, Jennifer, you think I'd risk keeping you two unwatched? I've hired mercenaries to make sure you stay right where I want you." Jennifer was shocked and couldn't hide it. Finding out that Hawk had enough money to hire mercenaries was scary. She didn't realise how evil he was or how willing he was to do anything to get his evil plan done.