Villain Novels & Stories

His skin was burning yet he was managing to not break down. “You keep asking me a question instead of answering my question,” he remarked. Lilian moved closer to him. “The doom, aren’t you? Why do you want to kill him and just who are you? At least let us know about you before you die, it would be great to have your name in history books, don’t you think? But sadly you will be known as the villain who ended up dying without much energy used.” If she said that to anger him then she succeeded before he glared at her. One thing I was starting to like about her was how she talked back and doesn’t care.

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

She chuckled and took a sip. "Villains are meant to die so they could leave their happy ending." Good point. "We are the villains in this story, correct? We cause misery because we have been drowning in it. But villains are victims too. We just learn to fight for ourselves." I wanted to defend us but she was right. "What's your name?" I asked her. "Jane."

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.

Valeria was a kingdom of breathtaking splendor-a land of rolling emerald hills, sparkling rivers, and a towering castle that pierced the sky like a shard of silver. It was also a kingdom ruled by fear and whispers, much of it attributed to its sharp-tongued, unrelenting, and ruthlessly ambitious princess, Lady Daphne Vasquez.

I became a stalker for several days and nights just to know what Maddix Villaranza does every night and day. Maddix Villaranza—that is his name. He is 27 years old and loves going to a bar at night; this is the reason why I dressed like this. I'm going to a bar that I know he's going to tonight. I also heard that he doesn't trust anyone and that it's hard to get his trust, so I'm sure I'll have a hard time winning his heart and trust, but even so, I'll do everything to win it. No one can stop me from getting my revenge on that fvcking CEO of VICL.

Sebastian questioned, his brow furrowed. "She might," Aiden acknowledged, taking a sip from his water bottle. "You are aware, and you still risk it all," Sebastian said, shaking his head in disbelief. "Hmm," Aiden simply hummed, drinking down the bottle of water. "Do you realize how much of a good person you are? Everybody in the business world calls you a villain, a title you've embedded into your own soul, but you are far from a villain. More like an antihero," Sebastian observed, his admiration evident in his tone.

With a lot of emotions, I thought of how badly I ached to be with Valen. Villainess Snow approached me with the same dagger, stooping before me. She placed the cold flat titanium metal on my cheek. "You can't fucking die or my plans go to waste." "You….. wicked….. bitch!" I shouted at her, disgusted by her presence and the fact that she had the upper hand. This wasn't right. How could I fall like a damsel to these nimrods? Staggering with ragged breaths, Farrah got to her feet and slowly approached us like a predator.

Even after years of training and torture , those vessels were still left with some humanity in them and Tenebris rejected these vessels at once , leaving them with broken nerves and madness . Wilson knew what they were doing wasn't just a crime but a sin - an eternal one at that but man , the temptation was real . Tenebris had attracted him with power and glory and Wilson had lost himself . He believed that he would fail just like his father but then Jezebel came in his life , she promised him - a prestige like none and in return she wanted be Rogue 's empress . She wanted to be The most powerful woman of this Empire . And Wilson had agreed .

She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?