Villain Ocs Novels & Stories

> “VALENTINA, late 20s, flawless, calculating, offers herself to the mafia heir not out of love, but strategy. Her eyes are sharp, unfeeling—she knows what marrying him means. Power. Safety. Escape. Betrayal disguised as sacrifice.” Below it: Scene Direction—INT. BEDROOM — NIGHT. VALENTINA leans in. She kisses him not with passion, but survival. Olive waited. Val folded the page once. Then again. Then placed it under her teacup like it was nothing more than a napkin. She looked up. “They want a villain,” she said calmly. “Let’s give them a funeral instead.” --- Lucas received the page two hours later, on his desk, left by Olive without a word.

she sneered with sadistic glee. Alicia was livid, surprised to know that Vivian had hired a private investigator to dig up her, including her deceased mother. "I'm warning you not to cross my boundaries!" she threatened, her voice seething with anger. After thirty seconds, the device's results caused Vivian to cackle like a witch. Caroline eagerly approached and asked, "What's the news?" With a contemptuous sneer, Vivian pointed at Alicia, "This bitch has 30% Omega genes. She's not even a purebred Alpha. You tried to seduce Ellis to become Luna. Don't you know the Wilton Family will never accept a mixed-breed Luna?"

Villix I was even degraded as the villain of their story when in fact, I am also a victim… But if they do want me to be one, why not give them what they want? Ciara is a closet killer, I bet almost everyone already knew that fact, but what no one knew was that she's also a closet psycho. Meanwhile, Killix was also didn't raised well, a brat who strived to save the woman who killed her mother. Of a thousand times I tried to be good for them, I got nothing good in return. Instead, what I have got is mere insult, betrayal, and death threats.

A sinister smile appeared on Zoella's face as she said, "I will never let that sl*t get away. If it weren't for her, Jenna would have already been in prison. If it weren't for her, Yaris wouldn't have died. If it weren't for her, the Richards Group would have been destroyed. I would have Hansen begging for my mercy, and getting the Ocean Heart wouldn't be such a hefty task." Zoella's expression was twisted as she said that. Moreover, she had been schemed against the night before, and she had to endure Oscar's torture as well as humiliation. Zoella could never tolerate such a thing. "You're right. We should just cut Liya, that b*tch, into pieces. She deserves it anyway," Octavia replied furio

Mattel frowned further at the Agent’s mocking tone, “I don’t think you understand this. My omega is a wild omega. She was born in the human world. She’s spent most of her life under the delusion that she hates alpha and that she cannot be under their control. I don’t know how strong she is” The Agent shook his head, “The key words were: under the delusion that she hates alpha but she probably thinks she does. I guarantee she never learned how to deal with her omega traits.” “Okay,” Mattel conceded, “but do you need to flaunt the OCS in everyone else’s faces?” The Agent turned to Derek, “This is a win for the OCS. We are saving the royal family scion and catching one of the most cunning omega

“Did he really used to be this theatrical? Couldn’t we have met at a normal hour? Midnight? What is he, a f*cking cartoon villain?” Waylon forces a smile. “He had a flair about him at twenty. Everyone talked shit about how he got the job until they didn’t anymore.” Ariadne nods. If Victor’s back to his old mongrel ways, Ariadne knows what she needs to do to get the upper hand. She’s dealt with the sort before, boys too big for their britches. “I’m gonna take a shower,” the Omega hums. “Then we head out.” Waylon makes a face. “We don’t have to be there for another three hours. It’s a bit—”

Third person's POV Oscar is the inside of his office. There is a wicked smile on his face. He cannot wait for Xavier to join him so that he can become stronger. He wants to destroy his uncle and his ex-mate's pack. His wolves are motivated to fight with the vampires. However, some of his pack members do not want to fight with him. Morris is one of them. Some of the werewolves believe vampires are werewolves' enemies and that werewolves should never join forces with them. Oscar does not care what they think. They can all go away if they don't want to follow his instructions. They can leave my pack. He will do anything to destroy Victor and his pack. After he killed Oscar's father, Victor piss

My words are interrupted by a shadow looming over us, and before I can manage to get both of us out of the way on time, a cage falls over our heads, trapping me and this human in it. I close my eyes, trying not to think of anything else besides the blood. This was a trap! “Drink that blood,” Oscar walks towards the cage, a smug satisfaction on his face. “You know you want to. He’s the son of Valerie, one of the most powerful witches, but unfortunately, he is useless and doesn't have powers, so he can’t protect himself. Poor thing.” Oscar gazes at the guy and shakes his head. "You are the one who set this up? Where do you even get vampires?"

Pulling Koishi closer than before, leaning down over the nape of his neck, feeling his nose brushing against his shirt. "We have to get you back to the room before anyone notices this Master" pulling back and turning around taking Koishi wrist into his hand while others holding the teddy he snatched from the Villain. "Well, well, someone seems to be mad?" "I apologize for that, but master is not feeling well." Damian paused, gulping in response. The Villain just takes his step back, turning his gaze towards Koishi who's cheeks are turning red. Walking away, Koishi turn his head one last time, looking at the villain who was staring back at him. Right then, hearing a beep right above his head,

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.