Villain Plotting Novels & Stories

Crouching down to his level Damian smirked viciously as he tapped his gun on his chin as if he was thinking. "You know what I forgot about you trying to force her. Thanks for reminding me. Let me tell you a story I read, a novel actually." Damian smiled making the guy in front of him tremble two times. "In a Chinese novel which I read there used to be a villainess. A villainess who's desperate for the main lead. She tried to humiliate, hurt and kill the female lead. When nothing worked she tried to drug the male lead and tried to sleep with him. But we already know that the female lead would never let it happen. As usual the villainess is punished you know how? Guess it."

They needed to find out who was behind this plot. "Damn it. This is a setup! Someone wants to use Mister Kane to kill me," Willy's angry voice came through the phone, revealing the mastermind's intention. To be a rival to the prime minister of Morwen, one had to be sharper than most. What a clever scheme to use someone else to do the dirty work. Alexander saw even further than that. This incident was clearly meant to provoke a conflict between Wyverna and Morwen. Someone wanted to sit back and watch the tigers fight, profiting from the chaos.

In reality, she’s just the easiest way to break him. I caught Kai’s eye from across the lawn. I didn't hide. I didn't smirk. I just gave him a slow, mocking nod. I wanted him to know it was me. What’s the point of a trap if the prey doesn't know who set it? He started toward me, his hands balled into fists, but Ava grabbed his arm. She was crying now. Good. Tears make for a better story when the campus blog picks this up in an hour. So, here’s the thing about being the villain. People think it’s about hate. It’s not. It’s about balance. Kai had the girl, the fame, and the future. I just wanted my turn.

“Everything we did is as a reaction to the evils you and your minions have perpetuated in past decades.” “How interesting,” he said. “You must think you know something.” He scoffed. “You all must think I am the big bad villain in this story, but I promise you I'm not.” His eyes turned dark, and he held me even tighter. “If anything, you are.” “You, your brother, and our sick father are the real villains in this story,” he seethed. “I wasn't the one who impregnated an unsuspecting witch and tried to kill her in a bid to cover up his infidelity.”

The mere thought of their demise elicits a wicked smile from Sasha's lips, as she relishes the prospect of their suffering. Driven by her twisted vendetta, Sasha meticulously orchestrates each step of the nefarious plot, ensuring that every detail aligns with her malevolent desires. She enlists a network of dark allies, carefully selecting those who share her malefic intent, ready to assist in the execution of her gruesome plan. Under the cloak of darkness, Sasha sets her wicked plan into motion. Her heart pounds with anticipation as she envisions the carnage that awaits. She is a predator on the prowl, stalking her unsuspecting prey with a merciless resolve.

"Let's see what we're doing for today." I clicked a folder on my computer. Employment process and staff checks. The main goal is to fish out Thor's pawns and eliminate them. But how will I know when he always makes sure to avoid suspicion? I twirled on my chair as if it'll make my thought process faster, it did. I stopped and opened a new page on the computer, typed in childhood. Thor doesn't recruit loyal people, he recruits people he has something against. People with something to lose, people like me.

“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.

The Villain I woke up with a crick in my neck and an attitude. I slept horribly last night and it was partially because of the news of my new mate, my confrontation with Maya and then explaining why Maya was moping around more than usual to Garret and a falsely sympathetic Gia.

He scans her, " I hope you aren't sad to see this. What can I do? I chose to stay Villain in your story because I don't like the choice of humanity and inhumanity!" His hand reaches her face, brushing her cheek, " How could I let my enemy have a beautiful wife like you with such a cute girl? What I can't have and what he has, I have to destroy them, shouldn't I? This is how we worked, remember? Destroy those that are obstacles to our paths!" Oryx's calm stays stable as she counts every one of his words. Not only did he steal her daughter from the hospital, but also she was played by him multiple times.

When she averted her eyes, the tears glistening in the dim light provided a louder confirmation than any spoken word. The traitor in the den was Vincent Hale. That miserable, blood-traitorous snake! How could he plot the downfall of his own blood? He had crawled into bed with Luca Ferraro for what—to dismantle his own pack? What could he possibly hope to gain by dragging the Vale Pack’s honor through the dirt? It would inevitably destroy his own standing and wealth as well. Willow had always known Vincent was a cold, calculating wolf, but today, looking through Liza’s eyes, she saw the true depth of his malice. He had groomed Roman’s trust only to prepare a knife for his back while hiding in