Villain Ocs Novels & Stories

"The village of Runevale and the Arbora Forest are in my territory." "I am Oscar Donovan, Alpha of the Xylvaneth Pack." Simon nodded. "I know, and I thank you for that. It seems you have made our work easier." His gaze fell briefly on the scattered rogue corpses. "To be honest, my warriors have been searching for their whereabouts lately, but they lost track of them. I thought they had really left this place, but apparently I was wrong." Oscar growled briefly. Then his voice sounded very cynical as he spoke. "I guess they really are gone now."

Vladimyr was on his back in the underbrush, expression blank with betrayal as the offending tree limb bobbed gently above him. “I’m going to kill every tree in this forest,” he said flatly. “You can’t,” I wheezed. “There are too many.” Victor leaned over him. “Shall I write the epic? The Fall of the Noble Oak and the Vampire Who Lost to It?” “I hate all of you.” “We love you too,” I said, offering my hand. He took it with the weariness of a man who’d just faced down his worst enemy and lost. —---

He was perfect, all Adonis, with his black hair, his waves falling down his cheeks, shining black eyes and square jaw. He was Marcus Vance, the leader of the most powerful criminal organization in the country, and he was all Greek God. That wasn't the only thing that was important at the moment, Marcus and Johan were twin brothers. The two were so identical that the only thing that distinguished them were their smells, Johan smelled of lavender, while Marcus smelled of coffee and wet earth. Camila had become totally absorbed by the delicious smell of the alpha. Samantha slapped Camila on her side, snapping her out of her mental trance. Marcus watched each of the omegas, until his big black e

he asked Claudia angrily. "Because I had no proof. Ryder was already angry and biased towards her. What if he didn't believe me and the whole thing backfired? I couldn't risk anything happening to my family." she explained. "So why are you telling me this now? What is the need?" he asked her. "I was going to tell you during the general werewolf meeting. But since I saw you here, I think I should tell you. Lily is more dangerous and powerful than you think. I found out that she has been selling Eternal Chaos to vampires, rogues and even humans."

"Will you swear before God to pledge an oath of obedience and loyalty to me, Belladona Reigna Astaseul?" "Even should that road be marked with continuous suffering and hardship, I will gladly follow. No temptation shall force me to submit." His voice was clear and unwavering, like he really meant it. Then it was over and that was how I got the sub-male lead, Osiris Callan, as my personal knight. He'd be my sword from now on. Another layer of protection for me that would boost my chance of survival. Ahh, I realized once again that I was truly a greedy and selfish woman. I could end up wrecking another person's life. Yet I still selfishly took it.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

“Witchcraft—” “Villainess—” The word struck like a thrown dagger, cutting straight through the noise. Villainess. Seren’s pulse faltered. The System flickered, words slicing across her vision like smug lightning. [New Identity Confirmed: Villainess Omega.] [Directive Initiated: Rule through fear, desire, or both.] The glowing HUD pulsed bright enough that wolves nearest her actually shielded their eyes, mistaking it for divine fire. Kael’s arm around her waist tightened, his low growl silencing the pack. But the damage was already done—the chant had begun. A chant not for her, but against her.

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.

“And we’re yours,” Zia said proudly, linking her arm with mine like we were about to skip into battle. “So if we have to cause a little arson to protect your dignity, then baby—hand me the lighter.” My wolf purred like a demon cat inside me. (I like them. I want to howl with them. We should form a girl gang. We’ll call ourselves The Biters.) “I can’t believe this is real,” I groaned. “One second I’m sparring like a respectable Omega, the next second I’m apparently auditioning to be Lucian’s Luna by dry-humping him in front of toddlers. And now I’m a villain? For winning?!”

Maiden POV: “Are you happy now Villain? Your mate is here, she out of the dungeon. I have her set up in a room. Now get off my back, stop being a cry baby” “If you weren’t a jackass, I would have not been this way. That girl is our mate, and you need to stop being an asshole and claim our mate already.” “I told you a million times, that we don’t need a mate they will weaken us”