Villain Suits Novels & Stories

He wore a dark charcoal wool overcoat over a double-breasted black suit, his tall, imposing silhouette radiating silent, lethal vigilance. He opened the rear door, extending his broad, gloved hand. Julian Vance stepped out onto the gravel driveway. Julian was dressed immaculate in a bespoke charcoal three-piece suit cut from heavy English wool. His silver-and-black silk tie was knotted with razor-sharp precision, his dark hair combed back to reveal the clean, sharp angles of his face. He carried no coat, despite the bitter sea wind cutting off the Long Island Sound. His dark gray eyes were clear, cool, and completely unreadable—the eyes of a man who had burned his own past to ash and built a

I let out a sneer and walked toward the exit after Samuel flinched instinctively. It was then that a black Maybach pulled up in front of the store, and a woman in stilettos stepped out. I looked up from her foot, feeling a sudden surge of excitement. She looked to be five feet and nine inches, and she had a slender waist and long legs. She also possessed an exceptionally striking face, devoid of any imperfections. Samuel hurried over at once, feigning anguish. "He took the suit I wanted and even beat me, Yvonne."

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

Illegal deals. I observed them closely, and then he looked in my direction. That’s not my boss, that’s Director Orion Kade. The lights in the alley flickered and went off. This is dangerous. I tried to reverse and leave, but I hit something. A tall silhouette approached. The figure stopped in front of my car. My heart skipped as I gripped the wheel tightly. He lifted a torch and pointed it at my face. He came closer and raised the light. His face had a deep scar, visible even in the harsh lighting. I had no space to think clearly anymore. He opened the door, pulled out a table knife, and dragged me out by my hair.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

The moment we crossed the threshold, heads turned. Whispers rippled through the crowd like wildfire. “Who is that?” “Gods, look at him, he’s stunning.” “The Vale omega? The one who can’t shift? But fuck, he's beautiful…” I kept my chin high, pretending I didn’t hear, but my cheeks burned. The deep plum suit hugged every inch of me, the jacket nipped in at my narrow waist, the open front showing a tempting sliver of smooth chest and the faint outline of my large, pink nipples against pale skin. The pants clung to my thick thighs and round ass like they were painted on, accentuating every sway of my hips.

“Well, I'm a villainess who wants to make baby first revenge later, so my cunning act only surfaced recently after I got pregnant. Just like I did to you, Laura. If you mess with me again, it won't be hard to destroy you. You learned your lesson, right?” “Yes, Your Highness. I'm fully aware where my place is." Arriving at the Jasmine Palace, the male servants flocked to carry four large suitcases into my wardrobe. They were surprised by the weight of the suitcase, but Laura made up for it by saying that it was a special dress I had just bought. Well, the servants didn't have time to have any strange thoughts regarding the heavy suitcase because I immediately summoned the actress in me! "Oh m

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

He feels the sudden, sharp drop in my temperament, the complete absence of the weak, fearful omega he thought he was teasing. My mask slips. For one brief second, the villainess inside me looked right back at him. Regis takes a slow step closer. There is barely the width of a pinky finger between our faces now. The scent of rain and dark wood clings to his skin, his warm breath fanning across my lower lip. He tilts his head slightly, studying my eyes, my mouth, the cold line of my jaw as if he is seeing me for the very first time. My heart beats steadily against my ribs. I refuse to take a step back. I refuse to play the meek, submissive girl for him right now.

I snapped at him, "Look, I'm done being nice here. Tell our parents what you want them to hear, but I don't really care." "Ooh, you're feisty too." "What?" He smiled and stood up, fixing his black Armani suit. "You're full of surprises, Vanchel Amarati." You're the one full of surprises. You can't simply wear a funding business suit in fudging daycare! I frowned at him, "-Don't call me by my full name-" "And I like that." He gave me a wink before turning around and walk out of my office, "I'll see you around, Vanch."