Villain Kaminari Novels & Stories

I hеаr thе dооrbеll chimе аs I set my bаg down on thе counter аnd glаnce аt thе persоn whо wаlked in. Dominic. I squint my eyes аs I look аt him suspiciоusly. Hе twirls thе vаn keys on his indeх fingеr аs hе strоlls tоwаrd mе with а grin. Thе numbеr....... I’ll kill him. I squint my eyes аs I look аt him suspiciоusly. Hе twirls thе vаn keys on his indeх fingеr аs hе strоlls tоwаrd mе with а grin.

She smiled softly at me, her eyes beaming with sincerity, reassuring my doubts and clearing up the negativities in my mind. "... thank you, Joewella" I mumbled while plastering a smile on my face. In this world, Joewella is my first ally. She is the only one Victoria could trust and lean on. Only her. So why do I feel a hidden presence somewhere? Like a rat lurking around the corner. I lifted the scissors inside the kit and impulsively threw it with all my might towards the window, stabbing the oak tree without looking.

Strapped on her back was a huge boomerang that was as big as her. She was very odd-looking indeed. Hikaru" Manor, Terrius. This is Galahad formerly known as V4, Kagome a Paladin, and Akari a demon hunter. They are the ones who help us save the villagers in the catacombs. This is Manor who is also known as Version 4.1 and Lord Terrius. They are the ones who help us cure the cursed mothers. " Hikaru introduced each of us to each other as he gestured to each one of us.

I said getting up from my chair. Kazimir nodded we walked out of my office, as soon we were close to the dungeon I pick up on a smell, it was so enchanted it was a smell of cocoa. It was making my mouth watering, also Villain wanted to surface I held him back for the time being. Of course he did not like it I could hear him saying in my mind repeatedly “ Mate, the girl is our mate”. “Impossible, remember Villain we do not need a mate because they will weaken us.”

In his simple black tunic, his shoulders seemed impossibly broad, his presence consuming every inch of the space. “You’re still awake,” he said. His voice was a low rumble, devoid of the coldness I had expected. “I didn't think you were coming,” I admitted, my voice trembling slightly. Gabriel walked toward me, stopping only when the tips of his boots brushed the hem of my gown. He reached out, his large hand cupping my chin and tilting my face upward. His eyes weren't the icy blue of a killer; they were swirling storms of silver. “You knew what that weed was,” he murmured, his thumb brushing my lower lip. “It was just a random wildling weed, not the precious White Lotus Pearl weed. Why did

"Master... Master, save me!" Elder Pei looked at Zane, bewildered. "What is the meaning of this?" "Is this man your steward?" Zane asked calmly. "Of course he is!" "Good." Zane nodded. "Your Majesty, this man has confessed. He applied the Ghost Orchid poison to the gift box. And he testified that the poison was given to him by a servant from the Beta Prime’s estate—a man named Cui Liu." Beta Prime Marcus whipped around to look at the second witness. Kneeling beside the trembling steward was a young, handsome male servant.

And I am the villain. Every time Aria’s heart raced when Damian walked into a room, she felt like she was stealing from her own sister. Every time she hoarded a glance, a touch of his hand, or even a cold word from him, she felt like a thief standing in the shadows of a life that wasn't hers. Cassandra wasn’t evil; she was just a woman starving for the affection of a man who belonged to no one.

His voice was a low, lethal whisper that made the air in the hallway feel heavy. Carmina did not back down. "Think about it, Killian," she continued, her voice dripping with cold certainty. "She is a Vitiello. Her father trained her well. She played the terrified victim. She won your trust, she got you to loosen her leash, and tonight she saw an opening. She slipped right out the back door while you were distracted." "Shut your mouth," Killian snarled.

She frowned as she wondered whether Eve killed Lilian by accident or if it was intentional. “No,” Tracy replied. “Then…” Lilian started speaking but then glanced at Alaine. “If you aren’t her sister, why are you calling her mother, mom?” “Oh,” Tracy replied, understanding what was happening. “Well, she is a fake heiress. Do you get it now?” Tracy said, stunning everyone. “Tracy,” Alaine said in a low yet commanding tone, as she didn’t like Tracy’s words. Tracy turned to her mother, her eyes staring at the woman with no ripple of emotions. “What? She stole my life. What is there to hide? People will find out sooner or later, or…”