Villainous Threads Novels & Stories

{Why. “Because I have questions, Roundy. Questions that only the hive mind of bored insomniacs can answer.” {I am literally a super-intelligence bonded to your soul.} “And yet you didn’t come with a search bar.” I angled the camera, snapped a quick mirror selfie (violet eyes, bed hair, silk nightgown slipping off one shoulder), and hit post: New account – need villainess advice ASAP. Transmigrated into a bitchy noble lady who’s supposed to be hated by everyone. Tips to speedrun public enemy #1 without smiling? Serious answers only.

He stood in the crater, whole again, watching me with eyes that did not belong to any version of the boy I had once known. “You are slower now,” I said, floating just above the ground, power buzzing under my skin. “You still cannot kill me, Visionary.” “I can now.” The threads surged. Red. Blue. Green. Gold. They resisted each other, pushing and tangling like living things, and I forced them together through sheer will. Pain bloomed behind my eyes. My head pounded. Warm blood slipped from my nose and down my lip, but the threads merged anyway, twisting into something denser, heavier.

“It’s reacting to us. It’s alive.” She froze. Alive. The thought clawed at her sanity. Threads weren’t supposed to have awareness. But these did. They pulsed in rhythm with her own heartbeat, then skipped, adjusted, coiling tighter, mirroring Kael’s motions, then something… else. Something alien, calculating, patient. Then it struck. The threads surged violently, wrapping around both of them. Not binding. Not restraining. But fusing.

Everything leading up to it—his lies, deception, and broken promises—had been cut out. All that remained was a version of me that looked completely unhinged. Then a second trending topic shot up the rankings. #VivianReedBrokeUpTheCarterMarriage# The online trolls Nathan hired flooded the comments. They painted Vivian as a scheming homewrecker willing to do anything to climb the social ladder. According to them, my revenge was nothing more than the reaction of a jealous wife who discovered their affair. Nathan even managed to cast himself as the victim.

The TV screen loaded for some seconds before it played some shameful moments of Aubrey. On the first part, The TV screen was dark and nobody could actually see it clearly, but it would could squint his or her eyes properly one could clearly see a woman on top of a man, she was holding a bottle of Vodka as she threatened the man. "Hey, if you don't do what I say, I will make sure to end your family life, you know I can do that, oh and I will make it look like you raped me in front of the camera" She drank the bottle as she spat on the face.

The power within me rose ten folds as I peered into the eyes of the famed countess of blood. "What is this?" She hissed, struggling to stand her ground. The more she tried to root her feet to the ground, the deeper my threads cut; inflicting wounds that would never heal. I stopped my assault when I had gotten her close enough. There was terror in her face. With the way her face mangled to the expression, it was clear fear was not something this vampire was used to. The threads tightened and pulled Lilith to the ground. The vampire had no choice but to heed. She fell to the ground, impure ichor streaming from her wounds as my threads deepened with brutality.

Sariah’s knees nearly buckled when it came into full view. It wasn’t just made of Vein-imbued metal. It was stitched with memory threads. Thousands of them. Each thread sparked with pain, betrayal, and loss. Some hers. Some Thalens. Some Dain’s. And countless more from people they would never meet. Children were taken before they could bond. Elders whose deaths were quietly called “retirements.” Guardians who died believing they had failed. All of it woven into the body of a weapon built by the Council, powered not by magic, but by regret.

Valeria was a kingdom of breathtaking splendor-a land of rolling emerald hills, sparkling rivers, and a towering castle that pierced the sky like a shard of silver. It was also a kingdom ruled by fear and whispers, much of it attributed to its sharp-tongued, unrelenting, and ruthlessly ambitious princess, Lady Daphne Vasquez.

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.