Villain Vocaloid Novels & Stories

what how he can cry in girl voice every creature have different voices but it have girl like then bird looking at velliam and stop crying hi I am velliam the dream of every bueatifull woman please don't cry again I promise I will not do any harm I am all alone here and I am hungry. I want to meet my mother. I lost my way back home hai hai please don't cry I am here so don't cry. why you can with me I can feed you in my house oh you sure so I am coming with you. by the way what are you doing here

He whispered as tears began to stream down my cheeks. "I'm not a murderer?" I spat. "I'm not a killer" I raised my voice at the pillow as i wailed, tears shieldimg my eyes as i went on. "I'm not selfish" "I'm not a failure" "I'm not a slut" "I'm not damaged" "I'm not a terrible mother" "He did this to me" I yelled as I fell into his hands my numb wrists around his back. "You're not all those things-" He whispered. "And you're- We're going to get through all of this" He said.

The Nature Princess said "hehehe" the Moon Princess flattered "Just call me Eclipsa cause were friends now, I know your a trustworthy person (winks)" "oh ok gosh im flattered hahaha, you can call me crysellian or whatever you call me" Princess Limiel the Nature/Earth Princess said " Eruvelliel Vranduel here from Ölca I'm also a Princess" Princess Eruvelliel introduced herself informally "call me Vrany if the bitch here (points Eclipsa) sees you a friend"

Villains weren't born—they were created and the voices in my head were starting to sound right. To be continued…!

"Mamma..." The voice that came out of her tiny throat didn't carry the high-pitched pitch of a newborn infant. It was a dual, multi-layered frequency that carried the exact, chilling weight of the original Zora Vane’s voice—the malicious, boardroom clarity of the woman who had built Aethelgard’s first financial models before her consciousness had been cloned and housed in a biological weapon.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

"What? Antilles Samarchia? 10th rank?” Rikka was shocked, as if she couldn't believe what she had heard. “That’s right. I am ‘Antilles The Soul Slayer’, the strongest wind magical girl in this Vitania. You are the one who faced the wrong opponent, ‘The Devil's Hand’ Rikka Gallipolia,” she continued. “No way.” ***

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.

"That's too bad. I'd give anything in the world to know how to melt that frozen heart of yours." I outwardly rolled my eyes, while inside I tried to ignore the little jump of my heart. What can I do? I didn't expect the villain of this world to be so good with words. And that was an adorable thing to say even if he didn't mean it. ...What now? I have nothing else to say to him. "Anyway, I'll be on my way now. It was nice to see you, Isadore." I bid him a quick goodbye and he nodded silently at me. I turned around and began to walk away. However...

My voicе hаs а littlе undеrtоne оf shyness. "It doеsn't just fееl nicе," Zаck sаys, leаning in just а littlе bit. Нis voicе drорs, аnd thеre's а fliсker оf sоmеthing mischiеvous in his gаze. "It lооks irresistible.”