Villains Are Destined To Die Novels & Stories

She stared at her evenly before enunciating, "I am a player in this game. Just like you. Now can we talk properly?" Denise' eyes bulged two times its original size. Her gasp almost swallowed Jana whole. "You... you!" "Me? Me!" she squealed, "I"m the reason why you died on the last level!" Jana saw her mouth formed into a smile. Yet before she could let it out, Jana's words made her stop. "Stupid!" She gathered her notes before unceremoniously bashing Jana's head with it. "Stupid! You could've find another way to overcome the situation without actually killing me! I have the unfortunate role of being the villain's lackey throughout these missions— the problem is, with every storyline, there e

In a more serious tone, he began, his voice low, "What I heard about this Alpha Evan just now and from others around, he doesn't sound very trustworthy. He only became an Alpha a few months back. Like you just heard, no one knows where he came from." "Rumour has it, that he killed the previous Alpha and a bunch of most powerful soldiers of their pack in a fight. And the others were too scared of his strength to challenge him, so he ended up becoming their Alpha. That man spells trouble, Mel. Don't go falling for his words," Raymond finished, his tone full of warning.

“The rule of the game is very straightforward. Two people fight a battle and only one person survives. Those are my rules of the game. The rules of the game of death. Very superficial and easy to comprehend.” “Only one person can live. Proves that Young Master Lac forced me to kill people. How could I do such a pathetic thing like that?" "If you weren't the hunter, you'd be the hunted." Duncan Hiddleston above the row struggled continuously, his mouth trying to tear the piece of tape wrapped around his mouth. Theodore Mark silently looked at Lac Hong Hao. Phedra Elizabeth pretended to buy time. “Time is mature. Just function." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

"Ryder is stronger than you think, no harm will come to him, okay?" Ava nodded, "Okay." Evena looked at the books on the table in front of Ava. "So what are the books for?" "My aunt wants me to learn about the glorious history of vampires." "And how much gloriousness have you seen in all your reading?" Evena asked. "Not much, the ancient vampires were so cruel. Just look, this man named Dracon slaughtered an entire town just because the children laughed at his shirt." "Really?" Evena asked in interest. "Uh...huh, this other woman named Juliet killed all the nuns in a convent by feeding on their blood and draining them."

"We let them finish. We let the energy peak. And when the seal opens, we are the ones standing in front of it." Austin's grip on my hand tightened until I felt the bones in my fingers grind together. His jaw worked silently, the muscle jumping beneath the skin, and I knew he was calculating the odds of survival against an entity that had maintained the boundary between story and reality before the Council decided to break it. "That is suicide," he said. "That is my fate," I replied. "The villainess dies protecting the university that rejected her. The heroine weeps at her grave and inherits her power. I read this ending a hundred times before I lived it."

“You’ve been using this body for too long,his soul’s thread is dissolving.” I tilted my head. “It doesn’t matter. I only need him alive long enough for the story to end my way.” Her gaze flicked up at me,half amusement, half admiration. “Ever the strategist. One might almost mistake you for the villain of your own legend.” I smiled faintly, stepping closer to the slab. “Villains don’t crave what’s pure,” I said. “They destroy it. I intend to keep mine.” Kaela’s grin widened. “Ah, obsession,the language of kings and monsters.”

There was silence, beautiful, horrified, priceless silence and then, Zaiden’s lips curled into a slow, feral grin, his eyes darkening with something unholy. “As long as we’re with you,” he murmured, voice low enough to scrape against my spine, “the realm can burn and choke on its ashes. If you kill someone, we bury the body. If you kill hundreds, we erase the evidence. If you kill a kingdom...” he leaned in, eyes glittering with pure devotion and danger, “we’ll kneel with you on the ruins.” Riven stepped forward, dangerously calm in every breath. “And if anyone dares blame you,” he whispered, “we’ll carve their names out of existence.”

I am dying, the way small things die in the shadows of reefs — quietly, alone, with no one watching except the sea itself. "Then come, little host. I have been waiting." "What — what are you — " "I am not a what. I am a who. I am the seed of a heart that the Tide Mothers buried so that the world would not be eaten. I am hungry. I am one third of the hunger that ate the Salt Throne. The other two thirds are looking for me. We will find each other. You will help." "I do not — I do not want to help — " "You did not want to die either, host. The first one is always an accident."

She stare coldly at her sister corpse before setting the room on flames. . . . Meanwhile Taika who was supposed dead was alive and well even drinking coffee in another dimension in space. " Congratulation host... You have completed your last lesson on becoming a villainess_ Now have some rest for our real class started". ****** Villainess vengeance is about to begin.

“To help people. This a training school for heroes. We seek to provide this land with the heroes required to fight against the influx of monsters. You can turn your abilities to the betterment of others here, Aien. You can learn to be a hero, and not a villain.” “A villain,” Aien repeated. “But isn’t that what I am? The son of a villain destined to follow in my father’s footsteps?” “It doesn’t need to be that way. Think about it,” Akyran turned and raised his eyebrows as he saw me through the doorway. “Daethie?”