Wicked Villains Series Novels & Stories

I just looked down at my food and pretended that I didn't know what was happening when Danny chuckled. "If eyes could kill, Annabelle would have been a dead meat." He said. Forgive my manners by the way,I'm Annabelle Rivers. So it's not my fault that I forgot to say my name earlier. I bet most of my mates don't know my name because I'm know as the ugly,fat girl. "Could you go with us to see some movies this evening?" Frank asked. I'm not sure that question was directed at me so I kept quiet.

- There would be detailed graphic scenes of abuse, sexual assault and other highly disturbing scenes. Do NOT read if you are triggered by- -Violence -Sexual abuse -Dark Manipulation -Mental Abuse -Physical Abuse -Blood -Gore -Mistreatment -Degradation I’m giving all the warnings beforehand, this book is not for faint hearts. It is extremely dark and disturbing! Meant for those who want to push their limits on the dark side. Hope you have a good read.

I could feel my powers coming back, but I knew deep inside me that it was only a tiny fraction of what I could do. Especially with the darkness in me. She gulped hard and settled back on the table. “Are… are you Aguya?” Her voice was tiny. “No, I’m way worse, darling.” I chuckled a bit. “I’m Eve. Wicked Eve.” As pale as a sheet, her skin whitened. “You-you’re Wicked Eve?” “Yes, yes I am. Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you. But I need your help.” “B-But Wicked Eve is… she’s so powerful! There’s no way you’re her!” She said defiantly.

The villains use this tactic all the time. The number of people around me is minimal, the alley way is clear and darker, and the atmosphere is dreary. I cannot stay any longer here. I twist myself and run in the opposite direction before it's too late. Just when I did so, a pair of hands wrap around my face, with a saturated cloth covering my mouth and nose. Ah, lord. I just got myself into more trouble. I quickly lose my consciousness, dropping the sugar painting that embodied a sense of relief.

Wait--what do you mean? “Just be careful when approaching the Duke. Although I’m not giving you my full consent but I believe in you.” I stood up and ran towards him in an embrace “Thanks, gramps! I won’t let you down!” “By the way, your suggestion during the meeting was commendable. I’m impressed, it was such a clever idea.” I released from his embrace and cracked a smile “Well if you’ve been through tough times a lot, you’ll become a schemer in no time.” He patted my head and chuckled “Keep it up and you’ll become the villainess the world will love.” “No villainess is loved, gramps. We’re always the bad guys hated by mankind but who cares?” I shrugged my shoulders and gracefully flipped my

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

Lucian Voss. He wasn’t just a stranger I had woken up beside. He was no ordinary man caught in the chaos of my ruined engagement. He was something else entirely—colder, sharper, and far more dangerous than anything I had ever encountered. He was a man who didn’t just walk into rooms; he claimed them. And in the twisted wreckage of my life, I saw him not as a mistake… but as a weapon. If I couldn’t fight my enemies alone, maybe I could borrow their devil.

' he thought. Wicked Tribe was founded in Lasbonrket. It was known for its different variations of evil spells. It shared the same fame as the Yellow Ghost Tribe from Cesun. Both of them used to be the most popular evil practitioner organizations in history. All of their members were evil practitioners who practiced black magic such as making zombies from dead people, mind control, and others. Most of the time, cultivators were easily tricked and fell into their traps because of their black magic.

I was truly living the life of a side character, being treated that way by my own brothers. I picked up the pesticide bottle, twisted it open, and poured it straight into my mouth. "What are you doing?!" Charlie screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale. Even the usually composed Lucas panicked at that moment. "Are you insane? Did you really drink it?" My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I thought, 'What's so insane about it?' The original character in that world, Maddison Sherman, was just a villainous side character doomed to die sooner or later anyway. I remembered that the original plot said that she was supposed to die there, but it was by suicide with a knife instead.

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?"