Villian Novels & Stories

Vessa is the only host the pearl has not finished, and she is sitting at the foot of an empty cairn, and the pearl in my chest does not like being looked at by a woman who escaped it. "Why are you sad, Vessa." "Because you are about to do what I did. And I cannot stop you. I am only allowed to warn." "Tell me what you did." She tells me. Without flourish, without the long pauses of Morrigwen, without any of the stagecraft I have come to expect from the dead. She had been refusing food for nine days. The Salt Throne had laid a tax on her village that ate the harvest before the harvest could be eaten by anyone, and Vessa had been sitting in the village square refusing the small meals her siste

Piattos also turned pale when getting out of my car, and Zeb was unconscious, so I hurried. Someone met us carrying a wheelchair where Zeb was seated. “My God, Vivianne. How long will you keep bringing people to my clinic who are fighting for their lives?” Barbara said, looking at Piattos. “I thought the bleeding would stop, but it still bleeds.” We walked into an abandoned building, and Piattos seemed uncomfortable there. I have a friend whose family is powerful and has an organization too, but they’re neither allies nor enemies of Papa; they just avoid each other.

Lillian defended herself desperately. I hated it because it was partially her fault that Ellie had been taken, but she was right. Lillian couldn’t affect the wards, only people with Sined blood could, which meant that even IF she’d been helping to get Ellie removed, she couldn’t have been the one who let Valerian into our home. “Geez, what’s with all the shouting? You’re acting like someone died,” spoke up a voice that I remembered well but hated. “Don’t tell me someone did?” That smug tone was also something to despise.

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

No matter what, he would never hurt Liliana when Sarah was around. So hearing her words, Graham lost his concentrate on other. After all, Villain chooses to stay as Villain. Deep down the option to be a better person never leaves, so does the feelings of being a better father.

The Grand Empire Hall:- Fixing his hard gaze on Viaan, the stranger's eyes bore into his target with unwavering determination. "Respected people," he began, his voice resonating with a mixture of hatred and anguish, "my name is Thomas Jones, and I stand here tonight to expose the truth about Viaan Adams, a man who hides behind his success while perpetrating heinous acts. The man who is sitting here pridefully is actually an abuser-a molester." His menacing tone made everyone gasp in the hall. He glared at Viaan and ground his teeth.

It must have taken a long time to pull everything. On the back of his mind, he thanked he did not brought Maridelle with them. “I remember the two of you. You hurt my twin and abducted my luna. I’ll take my revenge.” His voice is shroudded in anger. Everything is flashed on his memory. He won’t miss the chance. The revenge is his. “We will see,” Viller challenged them. “Two are down. Two more to go.” Viller has captured Beta Mellow and Sebastian awhile ago. He got his hands itchy of ending them in an instant; however, they are part of the bigger plan and Hodor will kill him if he will mess everything.

He said simply, eyes on Vivienne Making me tighten my hold on her She noticed this, and turned her attention back to my neck, kissing and sucking on the skin. Chaol's eyes darkened as he zoned in on the action. "I thought this was a business meeting" he said annoyed I nodded "It is" Cassian said Cassian Nosov was my right hand man. "Then why are you letting her act like a whore?" He asked Vivienne's head popped up, an adorable pout on her soft red lips "A whore?" She asked in a childish way

"I'm not using it on you, you're just a victim of mistaken identity. My target is a mustachioed man in his forties. Do you know where he is? "...why do you want to kill him?" Finally, her voice came out too. Vivian grinned again, she then pointed to a file she was holding. "Firstly because it is my duty, and secondly he deserves to die because he is a merchant who sells slaves illegally, you don't know that do you? Even more disgusting is that he fucks all his slaves first before he sells them, whether it's omega, beta, or even alpha. He also does it with men and women. Ah knowing that just pisses me off, why isn't she here on schedule anyway?!"

But maybe even villains could have a stupid side to them, just like how Lily suddenly asked, “Is that the belief that the people of Barden City have? I once read an article about how people in that town have a high level of happiness even though they are not rich, and maybe the reason is that they never have bad dreams at night?” Vivian really wanted to laugh at this moment. She thought Lily wouldn't buy her bullshit at all, but it turned out that the villain also had a naive side to her. “That's right,” Vivian replied calmly as she managed to hold back her laughter. “You can try using that method, and let me know if it works. I've tried it before and it worked for me, so I hope it will work