Novel & Cerita Villains Duology

"Something is unfolding within Blood Veil. Someone near us is gearing up for war." A chill coursed through me. Darian continued to peruse the page in silence, his eyes darting rapidly over the text. Moments passed, and his expression altered. "What does it say?" Noah inquired. Darian didn’t respond right away. Instead, he turned the journal around for us to see. The page was populated with a list of names. Some were unfamiliar to us. Others belonged to long-gone council members. But one name stood out prominently at the bottom.

He picked me up, carrying me away from the marble and the screens, away from the blood-stained washcloth in the sink. As the sun began to bleed over the Chicago skyline—a deep, bruised purple that signaled a new day—I realized that the "Gilded Shackle" was gone. I wasn't a captive of the Cavallo family. I was the Cavallo family. And as I felt Enzo’s heart beating against mine, I knew that the next thirty-five chapters wouldn't be about survival. They would be about conquest. The Commission thought they were dealing with a Don and his hacker. They didn't realize they were dealing with a God and his Architect.

Alpha Evan asked. I nodded, recalling the story he had told me. "Well, his book, a grimoire, was taken from him by werewolves in a war between the two species many years back. All the members of his coven except for him died in that war and the werewolves took the grimoire away from him and hid it somewhere. It's his family heirloom, all the spells everyone in his family has ever written are in that book. It's his legacy and he wants me to help him get it back," Alpha Evan explained, his tone serious. Judging by the grave and determined expression on his face I could tell that he felt passionately about this and wanted to accomplish this goal as soon as possible.

Not long after, a loud raspy voice vibrates into the room. "Yuan Zi Yan!" Xiu Ying enters the room with two others. A middle aged lady enters the room furiously, followed by an older man. Yuan Zi Yan? What's with the name similarities? I swear I have used these names for my novel before. In fact, I chose that name specifically for the villainess in my story. The beautiful lady from earlier, who I assume is my younger sister, backs up from the scene. After putting on a melancholic expression, she rests besides Xiu Ying.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

He assured again. Right, Alex is the villain of the book. She must have forgotten cause he is locked up as Elijah said. All these made sense but deep down, her heart was still disagreeing with what he said. What is happening to her? Why did she suddenly feel bad when he said the villain have being locked away? She had many unending questions that would never be answered cause she was the only one who has the answer. "Very well then. I apologize for distracting your meeting. You can go on." She said warmly and left the room.

But in every desperate moment, every time she’d faced the reflection and whispered, What am I really? Selyra stepped back. "I am not here to command you, Yvette. I am here to give you back what was taken." "Taken by Elias?" "Taken by all of them. The Network. The Watchers. Even the ones who claimed to protect you. Power isn’t always stolen by force. Sometimes it’s stolen by story. And you—" she lifted her hand, palm up, "—are ready to rewrite the ending." The ground beneath them rumbled faintly, and Selyra looked toward the horizon. It was no longer white but cracking, like porcelain under strain.

the word dripped venom, “—is the daughter of a traitor who got six good men slaughtered?” “Her father’s crimes aren’t hers.” “Aren’t they?” She slammed a dossier on the desk. Photos spilled out—Lila at thirteen, shivering in a too-thin shift during her first shift; Lila at sixteen, scrubbing floors in the packhouse kitchens; Lila last winter, feral and half-shifted during a Bloodfang raid. “Weakness is a disease, Asher. It spreads.” He flipped the photos face-down, hands shaking. “She’s stronger than you think.”

Flames flickered from his head like a crown, casting him as a devil risen from the depths. “You speak of peace, yet your actions are that of war,” Hound’s voice roared, echoing through the shelter. Bleak chuckled, unfazed. “I know your secret. If I don’t plan my future, it creates more variables for you, making me unpredictable.” “And you’re willing to bet your life on a hunch?” Hound retorted. The tension between them thickened as both men chuckled menacingly, their laughter blending with the crackling flames and suffocating smoke that consumed the room.