Villain Names Male Novels & Stories

"What's his name again? Roman? Royan? Ah... Rowan.. Rowan Hensel. What a brainless Malemyn I know." According to the government information, Rowan Hensel is also a powerful Malemyn second to Jevro. He's also rich comparable to Jevro. However, that man seems like a competitive person. He doesn't like someone to steps on him. And because of that, people are talking about him trying to kill Jevro during every fight. But since there's no strong evidence, the government can't do anything about him.

They had me. "Let me… think about it for a night," I said, closing my eyes in despair. Back in my dark, damp attic room, I shakily opened my old laptop and searched for everything I could find on "Caspian Valerius." What I found made my blood run cold. I’d heard he was ruthless, but I never imagined the chilling titles and stories attached to his name. "The Butcher," "The Night King," "The Monster Who Put a Bullet in His Own Uncle's Head"... every label came with a bloody rumor.

Now she wanted that guy even if he wasn't a unique thing but he had done many mistakes and so now she wanted to see his happy life crumbling down. The other guy wasn't bad too or that was what he thought but he wanted that particular male to cry and feel the pain that he had felt in his childhood. He couldn't forget the promise that he did and he would do anything to get that done. The most dangerous villain was the one who knew his opponent's weaknesses and was always focused on getting to his opponent's weaknesses. Sadly, they both knew the weakness of their enemy. They weren't two small enemies but rather choose to be one big evildoer.

It felt weird at first because the only use of my mouth was to choke on dick but with time I got used to his questions. Damien Vale was no saint. He was a dangerous and powerful businessman with his own dark empire, but he was not allied with Voss or Silas. In fact, I slowly realized he had his own quiet rivalries with men like them.

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.

Not long after, a loud raspy voice vibrates into the room. "Yuan Zi Yan!" Xiu Ying enters the room with two others. A middle aged lady enters the room furiously, followed by an older man. Yuan Zi Yan? What's with the name similarities? I swear I have used these names for my novel before. In fact, I chose that name specifically for the villainess in my story. The beautiful lady from earlier, who I assume is my younger sister, backs up from the scene. After putting on a melancholic expression, she rests besides Xiu Ying.

"So who is he?. You could have brought him along." She hesitated for a while. "Nicodemus.." The instant they heard the name they all sprung up including Malcolm. "The Tribrid is my mate." She muttered in a whispery tone. "No way!." Malcolm yelled. Anger evidently clear in his voice. "Faith Darlington!, there's no way that monster will ever be your mate!." "But father!..." "Faith!!!..." Malcolm's furiousness echoed throughout the room. His eyes glowed it's Alpha red to show how serious he was.

He's thin like a snake, head full with red hairs, but when you look at his white face, it seems like he's not alive. The Feingold Brothers. Another definition of evil, apparently. "Welcome, you clandestine Vandestine!" Chief Malum smiles largely. "Didn't know you were alive, boy. It's a relief to see you." Vice Chief Reggae gives him a cold stare. As usual. "I prefer my mother's surname. Stanley." "Oh that. Right, rightey. My mistake!" "Heard you didn't want to see me." Lynn sits on a chair, clenching his teeth.

“Whatever you know for your mother, remember? Better start talking.” She inhales a shaky breath and sits down. “The vampire lord's name is Dario Vitale. He's ruthless, fearless, reigns over three kingdoms because he's constantly waging war against tiny villages owned by witches. Some people say they've never seen him, and others who have described him as a young man whose beauty can make you sin.” I cross my leg, tapping my fingers against my thigh as I stare at her. “And the kingdoms he rules, what are their names?”