Villains Cat Novels & Stories

Before we could get back to the academy, it had already reached the ears of Miss Hellcat and the monsters. The monsters began gossiping about it, wondering who the killer was. "I think it's a Vamwolf!" Callista said loudly. "A Vamwolf?" they all gasped in shock, their heads turning to one another. "Yes, I am sure of it. Vampires and werewolves can't work together, so it has to be a Vamwolf!" she said sharply. "Does a being like that exist?" the monsters asked again. "When we think about it, there's nothing impossible in the supernatural world. It has to be a Vamwolf birthed from a vampire and a werewolf. And knowing he can't be accepted by anyone, he's trying to take revenge by accusing us o

She can use any of nature's sources, electricity is what comes strongest to her even if she doesn’t realise yet. Now Catalina has changed lately, she has been hiding things from me. Cat was always the black sheep out of the quads. She has powers, but unfortunately she is more of a wolf and because of this she is bitter towards her sisters. I wish I could get a hold on her thoughts as I have been really worried about her lately.

he replied. He handed the file to me. "You can go," I discharged him. I skimmed through the file handed down to me, and I could say for short that Madeline's choice of friends was always interesting and complicated like her. From Petra, who was a murderer, to Grandma Catherine, another living psycho. I found Grandma Catherine very much interesting. She was a legendary warrior wolf who took revenge when her mate was killed brutally. Her only offense was her carelessness which cost the life of the warrior wolves who trusted her.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

This made Cat wonder what type of tool was instilled in her glasses. "From?" She asked, and Cat instantly hesitated. She wished she hadn't though, because the lady must have noticed. Her grip on the gun tightened. "Vancouley Hills?" the lady asked. Cat did not know what would be the right answer, but clearly, yes would get her in more trouble. But what if she lies and gets caught, then killed? There really is no winning. "You are one of their spies aren't you." "No, no," Cat raised her hands. The Lady looked ready to strike. "I am not a spy, I promise. I don't even know where I am!"

Because if I care, I’ll go crazy. Then I realized that I’m not the right person to give him some advice. A good friend would probably give a lot better advice, but… I’m a villainess, am I? I’ve never been one for selfless-ness or comforting or caring, really. 'The world is fucked up, nothing matters except for myself', that's how I managed to live. Morals are quite often the last thing on my mind. So yeah, it’s fucked up. I think that’s also the reason I could never really hate Isadore. I mean, who's the villainess to judge another villain, right?

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

Scott asked her, he would have dealed with them himself but Madison really wanted to carry out the revenge herself and of course he would support her whole heartedly. However there was no response, his daring vallianess was already asleep, he planted a kiss on her forehead as he slept peacefully that night protecting his little villainess

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"