Villainous Dr Flug Novels & Stories

Vladimir asked clenching his jaws. “It seems you still couldn't recognise me,” the man sighed deeply. “It's alright. Being an old friend of yours, it's my duty to end your confusion and be angry with you later for not recognising me.” Vladimir shared a look with Drake whose facial expression showed curiosity. “Fine Vlad, if you can't recognise our old relationship then let me give you a new introduction for myself. I am Your dear wife Rose' new fiance.” And Vladimir’s whole body burned in anger. His eyes turned dark and smouldering like a burning coal. Had that man being infront of Him, He would have and ended his life in the most cruel manner possible.

He grinned mischievously. Some laughed. Those who were unsure of their fate, remained tight-lipped. If I had the chance, I could kill this bastard called Miguel. Now, I was unsure if Flynn was the Villain that they painted him to be. If he was worse than Miguel, then he had to be the real devil’s incarnate. It was just sad that behind Miguel’s handsome face lived sadism. Then Vernon swung a hand over Carl’s trembling shoulder, pulling him closer. “Looks like your Alpha is about to fall to his death. You and I still have a score to settle, Carl Leon”

A fire crackles in the fireplace even though it is not cold outside, and the flames cast dancing shadows across Vladimir's face, making him look even more like the villain in a story than he already is. He is not a handsome man. That is the first thing you notice about Vladimir Drakon. He is very ugly, with soft hands that have never done a day of honest work and hard eyes that have seen things that cannot be unseen. His face is round and pale, his lips are thin, and his smile never reaches his eyes. His eyes are always cold, always calculating, always looking for the angle, the weakness, the opportunity.

A document similar to a curriculum vitae was attached to the top of that file. Name- DARKSTAR Zayn Redfield I did not have any idea of what I was seeing. I went through the rest of the pages. These are Zayn's documents. But what does it mean by a DARKSTAR? What is BLACKMATRIX? Why are Zayn's documents here? Why am I here? With thousands of questions my head was about to burst. I had no strength and my legs were weak.So I slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. My head was spinning so badly and I couldn't hold on to my strength anymore...

The Alpha is outright scary, as everyone treads extremely cautiously around him. However, Kurah on the other hand is a more dangerous entity as far as Drucilla is concerned. She is a loving and easygoing person who exudes a comfy vibe around her. Everyone is comfortable around her until they step on her toes. Alpha Gavin would be swift with his kill, but Kurah would make it slow and painful. Someone who was so vested in poisons that she could kill Drucilla in a thousand ways without her knowledge. Drucilla loves the relationship she has with Kurah, someone who treats her like an equal, and she wouldn't wish to be in her bad books for any reason at all.

I knew their names the way everyone knew them: whispered in fear, moaned in fantasies, printed in tabloids that called them immortal gods and ruthless monsters in the same breath. Vincenzo Drakvolk. The tallest. The leader. Amber eyes that burned slow like embers under ash, voice that could command armies or unravel panties with a single syllable. Lorenzo Drakvolk. Gold-eyed devil with a smirk that promised sin, hands that looked made for breaking things—or making them beg. Valentino Drakvolk. The quiet one. White hair like fresh snow on a grave, silver eyes that never blinked when they decided something belonged to them. The one they called the devil not because he was cruel, but because he

"The Flamelord? Are you kidding me? That arrogant bastard never bowed to anyone. What the hell made him willingly join the Ruin Order?" The Flamelord was on the same level as Duncan—someone even Viggo couldn't take down. No wonder Duncan hadn't made it in time. "I don't know the details, and honestly, I don't have the time to care right now. The real shame is I couldn't finish him off—he's gotten even stronger, but he still escaped, injured." Then, Duncan got to the point. "Where's Felix?"

She knew she could only get away by going up then down to try and avoid him. Wolferan was a dracion and Leanunya knew he had been tracking her for years. He never gave up even though she had outsmarted him every time they had crossed paths. He was very stubborn, more so than a mule. Once he picked a target he would either catch them or they would die; he never gave up on a target he had chosen. He was a black and gold scaled dracion with black dragon wings and it was rumored he was immortal.

I look at him, her name leaving my lips like a breath "Vanilla" "She was in Vino apparently, with her cute friend who we'd get to later cause he's so fucking dead" He's still looking at Doc "But that's not the cute part. The cute part is where she left out how Vanilla is being followed by Drasknes" Drasknes. Assassin's that kill for Aerians. They are efficient and expensive but good at what they do. They have never missed a kill, from what I have heard "They haven't killed her"

I knew he despised my father and hired him precisely for that reason - he would be the only one who would fight for me and wouldn't be corrupted. "Now I really believe we're going to finish off the creepy trio!" Flavian laughed. "Dr. Castle is the best." "You're too kind, Flavian, but I do enjoy challenges and I like Lionel Lancaster much less than I like your father, which is not at all, and you know it. By the way, I heard he's changed," Dr. Castle commented, and Flavian laughed excitedly. "It's like he's a different person, Dr. Castle!" Flavian replied with amusement.