Villains Death Novels & Stories

“First of all, don’t yell you idiot! Second of all, it’s not my idea, it’s Marcellus’ idea.” Yes, it’s about Zack. “And by the way, it’s the only way to get Zack’s legacy wiped off from the face of the earth,” one of the men says. I hear the clinking of glasses as my heart pounds in my throat. They are planning to kill Zack? “But, Noah. What if Zack finds out?” the other man asks, his voice laced with fear. “Duh, he won’t. As long as we don’t get further orders from Marcellus we’re not supposed to take any action. So, right now be patient.”

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

When the bone-chilling pistol muzzle was pressed against their temples, they finally understood that the shadow of death was close to them. “No! I don’t want to die yet! Spare me!” “I’ll give you money! I’ll give you all the money I have! Spare me!” Both of them fought for their lives a final time. But Thomas’s heart remained as firm as stone, and he brought his hand down. “Execute them!” Bang! Bang! Two gunshots rose. Blood spilled out. Two corpses fell one after another in the mourning hall. The two people who caused Ben Caspian’s death were now erased from the face of the Earth.

I stop in the center of the room, looking around at the unpacked bags, the decorated walls, and the large window one last time before speaking my final thought out loud. "And the irony? Clara died by her own hands, taking the coward’s way out with a flask of hemlock and a book of bitter confessions.” She got to rest in the cold earth, completely untouched by the fallout. Meanwhile, I was left behind to drown in the rot of her legacy, forced to pay the price for a crime I didn't commit... under the watchful, vengeful eyes of a pack that already considered me guilty by birth.

There was nothing more I could do for him. I gently closed Danny’s eyes. “Rest in peace, Danny,” I whispered. “Sir, the doctor—” Yuri’s voice trailed off as he rushed in. Shock spread over his face. He exhaled slowly and bowed his head. “He’s dead,” I said. “And Mr. Marx and his family?” “They were killed by Vlad, Victoria’s father. He’s behind everything, Yuri.” Yuri’s eyes widened. “We have to inform the other Nightshade members, sir. And Mr. Alistair, too! This betrayal can’t be forgiven.”

The smell of smoke followed Elena Vale into death. It crawled into her lungs like poison, thick and unforgiving, as the golden ballroom collapsed into chaos around her. Flames devoured silk curtains. Crystal chandeliers shattered like falling stars against marble floors. The world she once ruled was now a funeral built of fire. And somewhere beyond the inferno—people were laughing. “Elena Vale did it!” “She finally snapped!” “The villainess tried to kill Lady Seraphina!”

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

"You're too naive. It was me from the very start." "But why?" My world was spinning. "Mr. Vale, why you?" "Why?" His face twisted with rage. "You have the nerve to ask me why?" Captain Colson gestured for me to back up, but Mr. Vale kept talking. "Louis Jones, Fred Roth, and John Moore—they all died because of you. And their deaths were just an appetizer. The one I really wanted dead… was you." Jacob stared at him in disbelief. "Mr. Vale, are you out of your mind? Jeremiah has never done anything to you!"

"I made a mistake I can never undo. I have a debt to pay." "If you die, I'll follow you into death for certain. So I'd rather use my life to save yours." Countdown: 17 seconds. I shook my head hard. "No! This isn't the fate the system gave you!" Victor looked at me and slowly pressed the muzzle to his own temple. "To hell with the system." "This time, I'm not choosing Viviana, and I'm not choosing the system." "I choose you." Countdown: 9 seconds.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.