Villains Base Novels & Stories

“I have read a research article about such people on EvilExpress. Abuse survivors.” Vish frowned. “Not again…” Claude drawled. “No one wants to know about those disturbing research—” “These survivors can develop any of the two complexes. Either the villain complex or the hero complex—” Vincent said. “Fine, go ahead. It’s not like I’ll ever be not ignored in this group—” Claude rolled his eyes, crossing his arms across his chest as Vincent continued.

“Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.” “Meaning?” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “She has secrets, Victor. Everyone does. And I’ll drag them into the light until she drowns in them.” Victor’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Dangerous move. But fitting for the villain you claim to be.” I ignored his mockery and picked up the glass again, the whiskey swirling like my rage. “Villains win because they’re willing to do what heroes won’t.” “Or because they don’t know when to stop,” Victor countered.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

I looked up, waiting for her to continue. "He's the famous Mr. Vance." I squinted at her in confusion, and she leaned in closer. "The dangerous man everyone fears. Last I checked, he practically owns half the city." At her words, my heart rate doubled once again. I had heard rumors of the infamous Vance name before, but I had never seen his face. And I slept with him? I gulped in quiet terror. "He's... that Mr. Vance?" I managed to say, clutching my hands tightly in my lap so she wouldn't see them trembling.

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

Madison asked, this time her face was fierce and the aura she was carrying was freaking cold, even James couldn't help but shive me in fear. "Y-Yes" James mumbled, even he knew the consequences of getting her angry. They hitted right from elementary school, they were known as the school's bad gang from breaking rules to breaking someones arm, it was fun for the trio, but one thing was that they came from a wealthy background, but they never used it to oppose people. "So, what are you going to do now?" James asked shivering silently, his hands still trembled slightly.

When Xander entered and said something that made me look up, Creed merely smiled. "Casimir is to blame because those werewolves, who preserved harmony among the animals, are his ancestors. So long as that is the case, everything will be fine, unless…” "Unless what?" “Unless the underground society had a replacement who could maintain balance more effectively.” "Casimir told me that they are immortal and cannot be replaced." "You see, the problem is that the alchemist is to blame." “Alchemist? What do you think?” “He is responsible for creating these fake monsters that aren't beings. Casimir realized he was doomed after duplicating a werewolf.”

best interest of its people. Of course, with Baset being a bada** female, she made it so that only females from our bloodline would gain her powers, making our brothers provide a supporting role.This has led to some males seeking to gain power over the stronger females. As you would expect from Baset, our powers are feline in most instances. Being able to jump huge distances, great night vision, squeezing into very tight spaces and twisting our bodies into a pretzel, landing on our feet, (most of the time). You get the idea. We are also distrusting, but to those who manage to gain our trust, we are loyal to a fault. We are highly intelligent, learning at an increased rate, only having to se

Even after years of training and torture , those vessels were still left with some humanity in them and Tenebris rejected these vessels at once , leaving them with broken nerves and madness . Wilson knew what they were doing wasn't just a crime but a sin - an eternal one at that but man , the temptation was real . Tenebris had attracted him with power and glory and Wilson had lost himself . He believed that he would fail just like his father but then Jezebel came in his life , she promised him - a prestige like none and in return she wanted be Rogue 's empress . She wanted to be The most powerful woman of this Empire . And Wilson had agreed .

I was truly living the life of a side character, being treated that way by my own brothers. I picked up the pesticide bottle, twisted it open, and poured it straight into my mouth. "What are you doing?!" Charlie screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale. Even the usually composed Lucas panicked at that moment. "Are you insane? Did you really drink it?" My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I thought, 'What's so insane about it?' The original character in that world, Maddison Sherman, was just a villainous side character doomed to die sooner or later anyway. I remembered that the original plot said that she was supposed to die there, but it was by suicide with a knife instead.