Villainous Fanfic Novels & Stories

I wasn't willing to blame any of the Andrews males inside this room unless everything was cleared up, even though deep down I know that Theo wasn't a murderer. "You see...she still care about me" Jeffery scoffs in mockery, his weak eyes strained at his cousin. "There is nothing you can do about that because this woman standing here has loved me and invested her everything into our relationship. You don't expect all that effort to crumble with your useless interference. Obsessive love has always been your thing and it usually happens at first sight. Beatrice, Vivian, Riley and Kendall? One of them had a good experience with you, but the second one's death was mysterious." He smirked.

- I said wryly. I slowly lowered myself onto my back, leaning my butt against Felipe's side, and gathered up the two books on the floor. As I picked them up, I returned to the position I had been in a few minutes before, her gaze changed to discomfort and before she could pick them up, I purposely dropped them on her foot, drawing laughter from my friends. - You don't know who you're messing with, girl. You want me to be the villain? Fine, I will, just don't ask me to stop, because I really won't." I whispered in her ear and walked into the living room without even picking up mine.

“You are so mean. You left without a trace and came back without a word.” Duh. I was the malicious villainess. The title said it all. “Willow.” “What?” I blurted. He leaned in, his dark eyes sparking with amusement. “Give me a kiss, and I’ll keep my mouth shut in front of your folks.” It did not make sense at all. I was shocked, to say the least. Even an honest guy like Maddox was pulling a Damian. I asked in confusion, “Maddox, are you secretly a masochist? Don’t tell me you developed a bond with me, your abuser?”

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?

“Without even knowing, he stirred the hornet’s nest with his own hands. And whoever does that… should have no complaints when they get stung.” My wife laughed, that beautiful, musical laugh that held a blade’s edge. She bent down, her dark hair brushing my chest, and kissed me. It was a soft kiss now, full of promise and poison. “We haven’t stung yet, my love,” she whispered against my mouth. “We’ve just landed on the skin. The stinging… that comes next. And it will hurt so much more.” She had ideas. Villainous, wonderful advice on how to turn the heat up. How to make Victor’s world crumble from the inside out. How to target not just him, but everyone close to him. The girl. The boy. The cri

I have a boy-fucking-friend and lusting for that fucker shouldn't be part of the plan. He's not just my neighbour. He's the enemy. My enemy, and my family's enemy. Damien fucking Vincenzo is a bastard hiding behind a body that looks to be sculpted by the gods themselves. And if I should get the chance, I will carve his skin, inch by every bloody inch and feed his eyes to the Vultures for everything he made me go through at Crescent high. And again. I have a boyfriend. My sinfully hot neighbor who's walking around butt naked in a fucking glass penthouse without curtains shouldn't be a distraction right?

“Love makes you weak. But *power*—power makes you immortal.” I took another step. The Queen’s Fang formed in my hand, silver and gleaming. “You don’t get to preach to me about power, Viktor. You don’t know the first thing about what it costs.” He tilted his head, amused. “You’re still clinging to your little morals. Even after everything you’ve seen. That’s why you’ll fail.” Suddenly, he moved. Faster than any wolf should’ve been. He blurred, and in the next second, he was behind me, striking at Damien with a blade of blackened bone.

He stabs into my stomach, leaning in with his weight as he speaks next to my ear, "After sparing your life and giving you a home, you repay me with disobedience. Don't worry though, I'll make sure you never make such a mistake again, my precious pet." He twists the blade sharply, causing me to gasp. My head falls forward and I watch as he slowly pulls the blade from my body. My blood pouring out like a small waterfall. That's when I realize that I'm completely naked. My body a blank canvas for whatever the hell he has planned. I pray I bleed out before he can slowly torture me, but instead I watch in semi-horror as my wounds close quickly. Too quickly. Even for a werewolf, I shouldn't be hea

I whispered confidently, and he hummed in agreement, matching my excitement. "Yeah, it's her." "I called it!" I snapped my fingers and squealed excitedly. Alpha Xavier was kind of weird and really didn't like Miall for having a human mate. They said it was throwing the balance off, but little Miss Omega Vicky was sort of obsessed with her boss. That was a cute story. "You two are weird," Maniah said as she passed us with her book and sat on the couch. "We're still your parents," Miall expressed, and I stuck out my tongue for her. She scoffed as she looked at her book.