Villains Book Novels & Stories

Daniela Barnett pushed up her glasses again and said calmly, "Enough with the boasting. I've seen your grades, and I don't recall you getting an A++ in calculus." I rolled my eyes subtly. "So, what response were you expecting when you asked about my grade?" Resting her chin on her hand, Daniela Barnett scrutinized me. "You're quite audacious. Few students speak to a professor like this." Naturally, I respected her as a professor. But Daniela Barnett... I just couldn't see her as a professor. Regarding the six protagonists, including Quentin Bennett, in that dreadful book, I despised them all, without exception. I detested Quentin Bennett's promiscuity and loathed the aggression and dominance

JUDE POV “I expect you to tell me when there’s a traitor in the family.” “Andrea was a rat.” “Was he? Or was he just the man who fucked your wife?” With anyone but Luca, I might have attacked. I stifled my fury. “He was both. The Vice President of the chapter of the Tartarus MC in Philadelphia that I dismembered told me they had a contact, and the description fit Andrea.” “Did you press a confession out of him?”

she protested, but I was already pulling her out. I didn’t need Damian’s questions. Not yet. Not when I didn’t have answers myself. The moment the door closed behind us, Vivian yanked her hand free like my touch disgusted her. “Don’t you dare get cocky with me, bitch,” she hissed. I dust imaginary dust off my skirt, then smiled. Why? Am I onto something I shouldn’t know?” Her eyes flashed. “What the hell are you talking about?” First corporate sabotage, now personal threats. She was the only villain the book mentioned. I scanned her features, eyeing her suspiciously.

My heart skipped. I moved closer, scanning the titles until one name leapt out at me like a struck nerve. Dead Viles… The moment I read it, my stomach twisted to nausea. I pulled the text free and opened it, my fingers trembling despite myself. Unlike Lunareeth, this book was filled with dense writing, diagrams etched in faded ink, and warning seals pressed into the margins. Dead Viles. A deadly, ancient poison. I started reading about it, and the more I read, the more my heart shuddered with a cold chill…

And because Andrew's story touched her heart, of course, she will really cry for him. Rhianne, on the other hand, was trying to analyze the situation. The Andrew Gartin in the book is a cruel and manipulative villain who mercilessly stole Rhianne's fortunes. But how come he became such a bad guy in the story? So it was all because of his past.

Fantasy. I can fantasize all day long about having a big strong man, sweep me off my feet. Love, honor and cherish me and my kids till our last days. But there is just no way that is real. Plus, this particular book reminds me of my life with my ex husband. The villain vampire Samael.. Manipulative, controlling, excessive, and has a temper. Talon. Always reminded me of Samael. He was mean. Degrading. Abusive. Manipulative. And most importantly evil.

When she was completely out of my sight I just calmed down. I slowly closed the door and took a deep breath. Trying to calm my tense nerve, to think deeply about my situation. Of all the fantasy-romance books I've read, they might be all different, but there's one thing that sets them the same. That is, villains always perish, and will always die at the end of the story. The death of a villain means world peace and death of a hero means war. I breathe a heavy sigh. Okay, Nina Facelo. We need to plan; we have to survive. We need to survive! ========

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

I don’t really have an issue with Feodor but if he stands in the way of me and Lilith I will have no problem ripping his heart out. “Then I will call Tyler…” she continues underestimating me. She is going with the big guy now. Did she really want to hurt me? I suppose in her mind I was the villain now and as Tyler is about twice my size she probably thinks he would be able to hurt me. The winning smile on her face fades when I cross my arms waiting for her to call her bluff. “Then I will call the scary scar face guy.” With the mention of Vadim there was a flash in her eyes and if I wasn’t this close to her I might have missed it. She was scared of him and she should be. He was a sick psychop

And that the wife he married, Valentina, committed suicide after all her crimes were exposed by an important character who sought vengeance against her, for killing her mom. You will also know that Vincent is Valentina's real son whom she had with another man she later killed, in hopes of silencing him. Lastly, you will know that Joanne is Michael's ex also. So, do check out book 1. I assure you that you won't be disappointed. After all, book 2 is already here. <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>.