Novel & Cerita White Hat Villainous

“All that are just theories manufactured by some privileged Alpha to get rid of us.” Us? The fact that he used that word is enough to tell that he doesn’t see himself as a normal wolf like us. “You have been poisoning my wolf and me. And I overheard your conversations. That alone proves that you are bad.” “There are bad people everywhere, Dr. White. Your people call themselves the good wolves, yet every day, there is a case of gruesome death, rape, dehumanization, crime, and whatnot. You are no better. And no, we are good people.”

"You ignorant fool. That was the 'Veiling,' a unique trait of the White Wolf Royal bloodline. It's a natural shield that conceals a royal heir from all outside forces until the pup is strong enough. It's one of the Crown's most protected secrets. Of course, a mutt like you would never know." His voice was the sound of judgment. “You hurt my Mate.” He paused, a cruel smile touching his lips. “Now, it’s time to pay the price.”

He knew exactly what he looked like, and how that was affecting me. Attraction aside, I would never forget the type of man he was. He wasn't in league with actual Darkness like Nadia, but that did not make him pure and good as a whole. Washed in shades of grey, as the voices in the cavern had once told me. Dain Viotto, or the Game Master as he had become over the course of one hundred and seventy years, was the most dangerous person in this world.

“Do you know what you’ve done?! “Do you know the consequences of doing something like this?!” Whitley Cobb stepped forward. She still believed she was standing on the right side. “How dare you cripple someone from Aenar Temple?! “Let me tell you something! “You won’t be able to come back from this!” Naturally, she could not accept a mere kept man being this impressive. No matter how dominant and powerful Harvey York was… In Whitley’s eyes, Harvey was just useless filth since he wasn’t from the legendary York family.

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.

I reminded him gently. He started to shake his head. “Not really. Not really, Daethie. I was hiding you from the world because I feared that if they knew, they would take you away from me.” He sighed heavily, and cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking over the skin. “I was still my father’s son. It seemed not to matter as much in Nerith, and not at all when I was alone with you… And I could pretend to myself… But when Ecaeris brought me the formal clothes and told me that they’d had to amputate that man’s arm,” he drew in a deep breath through his nose and released it. “And then, there you were, every inch the princess amongst your family… I realized that I was a villain, just like my father. A

“Why would he wrap me in the blanket? Did he take off my clothes because they were wet? He isn’t a saint. The villain can’t feel anything good. Savina! Stop acting like a moron. He is a psychopath.” “...” Dante hadn’t expected to hear that either. He didn’t do many good deeds, but he was called a villain by the woman he had saved. It was nothing new. People usually blamed him for things he didn’t do. So, he started doing everything they had expected of him.

, while asking this, the figure's blood-red glowing eyes were revealed, eyes which held so much darkness and cruelty in them that it would make anyone looking in them wish they were dead. The white figure flicked for some time as if it was breaking apart, before steadily reshaping itself. "Your majesty, I don't know what happened. I was ejected from the…" "Enough, you return to your duty and this time do it well, or there will be no need for you to exist anymore. Now leave!" The white figure immediately vanished, leaving the figure once in the darkness. •••• ["Host, Host, Host!"]

I snapped, running a hair through my hair to calm myself down. I had a reputation— I was known to be the Shadow. The best sniper/hitman in the whole world. I take money from people to kill whoever they wanted me to, without asking questions. I didn't care as long as I was getting the money. I was feared. The simple mention of my name would make people tremble in fear. I was known to be a heartless, cold and fearless sniper who never misses his target. Cedric was only wasting my time by arguing with me for a damn seat. I had other jobs to do, other places to be, more important things to do than arguing with that bitch who was currently standing in front of me with two glasses of wine in his h

he repeated, his voice shallow, deep, dangerous. “You forget I could change my mind,” Mr. White challenged, testing him. It was like pouring water over a duck’s back Riven was not easily moved. “You know me very well, Mr. White. I don’t think twice before destroying someone completely. I make sure. You could lose everything and when I say everything, I mean every single penny. You will have nothing. You’ll end up a poor man begging on the streets with your daughters weak and ruined. I’ll make sure I send them to mental hospitals — especially the mute, cursed one,” he mocked, and Mr. White was cut short.