Villain Hotel Novels & Stories

“Why are you running, Willow? Didn’t you say that I was your favorite pet? “What are you scared of?” I shuffled back until my back slammed against the wall. There was nowhere to run. “What do you want?” “What do I want?” He chuckled softly, his wounded and innocent expression long gone. His gaze grew with intensity. “You, of course.” It was a side to Damian that I hadn’t seen before. He was nothing like the person I knew. Amid my confusion, darkness swallowed me, and I passed out. I woke up to chain shackles around my ankles. No matter how hard I struggled, I could not break free.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

The Villain I woke up with a crick in my neck and an attitude. I slept horribly last night and it was partially because of the news of my new mate, my confrontation with Maya and then explaining why Maya was moping around more than usual to Garret and a falsely sympathetic Gia.

With that word he left the room", though he wanted to do more like kick her hard, but be refrained himself from doing so, his private jet was already outside waiting for him, he took his wife and kids and off they went to another country to start a new life and a new beginning. Madison who had been keeping quiet all these while said to Aubrey, "Hey, you only have only two options left, so it's better you pick wisely, first it is either you go back to the outside world, believe me you know what the angry mob out there can do to you, or we get you registered in a mental asylum where you spend the rest of your life, remember pick wisely" Though she felt pity for her, but what could she do? A vi

) breathing in deeply before continuing his discussion. Bailey:( In the plot the villainess could be described as meek, obedience and a coward but it was all a mask. The real villainess was a twisted and burning with hatred and jealousy, and wanted to destroy everything in her of her way... So do you now understand your current identity). Bailey carefully explain all that was needed to know to her host who was eating another plate of beef stew. It looked like our MC has found the kitchen and now lunching on all the well prepared foods which was consider as the leftovers in the eyes of our MC.

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.

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?"

“Oh my God, isn’t that one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the world?” Damon’s grin widened, and he shrugged nonchalantly, as if inheriting a billion-dollar empire was just another Tuesday for him. “Yeah, that’s the one,” he said with a mock nonchalance that didn’t fool me for a second. I blinked, my mind racing to catch up with the revelation. Damon—Damon—was loaded. Not just well-off, but beyond loaded. A villain with resources like his could have lived comfortably, maybe even luxuriously, somewhere far from danger. But instead, he chose to use it all to expose the G.H.C., risking everything. He was the fucking real life Batman.

shaking my head as I did so. “We can't change it now, not when we are this close to finishing it together.” When I said those words, I already meant them, and all I can hear him say in this pitch-black room is a sigh. I was immediately reminded of the first time I saw the host when the lights eventually came on since yells were coming from all directions. I first met Zeiron on that auction night, who had always been the second prince of the Lambierge empire. Even though everyone could see that there was a young woman's dead body there, he had still been able to hold my attention with his comments.

一 I don't understand 一 She replied quietly. 一 Yes, you understood. I was listening to all your talk, you are the worst kind of people, I don't know what you want, but here, you won't get it. 一 He said with disgust and then a waiter passed by and on impulse, I grabbed a glass of wine, I didn't even drink. It looked like a scene from a movie, where the villain to intimidate the girl, ends up spilling some liquid on her that makes her run and that's exactly what happened. Wine was spilled on her white dress and an "O" formed in my mouth, it was pure theater.