Your Son Is The Villain Novels & Stories

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

"Father, let him go," Helia pleaded. "What a joke," Alpha Leander snorted. "Father sins. Son pays. Fair enough." "Then I should be killed for being the daughter of the woman that cursed Khron and Wulfe," Helia retorted and Alpha Leander scoffed. "The father is evil, but the son isn't. He in fact hates his father for his father's deeds." "And, you believe that is true. The son of that wicked wolf has filled your head with lies. He is here to spy on Khron. Why shouldn't I kill a spy in my kingdom?" Alpha Janus snapped.

He pulled out the empty chair at the end of the table without asking and sat down. Nobody said anything. The table stilled incrementally, MJ mid-sentence, Caleb with his drink halfway to his mouth. Priya went very quiet beside Lily, the same quality of stillness as this morning, but different underneath it—not recognition this time. Wariness. "New omega," the boy said. He wasn't talking to the table. He was talking to Lily. She looked back at him and said nothing. "Transferred mid-year." He said it like he was reading from a report, ticking off items. "No pack affiliation on file. No known bloodline. Moves into the alpha's house two days after the wedding." His pale eyes were flat and assess

He rises to his feet, walking to the middle of the room. “I know you all must be having so many thoughts going through your mind. After all, the person we are all haunting for happens to be my flesh and blood. My own son. Who is supposed to be in this room with us, joining to find perpetrators. However, unfortunately, he decided to tell himself to that evil that must be rooted out and I don’t want anyone having second thoughts. I want you to understand that he has been marked as an enemy of the pack, and whenever you see him, you are too strike him down immediately.” My heart skips instantly. As if he hears this, he quickly turns to me. “What do you say, son? Am I making sense?”

He said coldly, before turning towards my direction. “This is my daughter, Mara.” He said before pointing towards her. “I'm glad to meet a beautiful angel.” I voiced out softly. “Don't form friendships here, because I'm never going to treat you as my mother.” The young girl said before she ran to her room. At that point I wondered what sort of training they gave such a child, because she wasn't just rude but also a beast. It seems it runs through the family line, the villain nature of the Adrian's didn't stop at their father but also followed to their grandchildren.

“I’m sure you must be feeling all high and mighty right now. How does it feel staying at the mansion after framing me?” Sylvia watched Cathrina stroke her sling. “A bullet in the arm didn’t hurt. I will do anything to be with my son even if it means shooting myself.” Sylvia covered her mouth with her hands to prevent her gasp from slipping out. “You are a bitch Cathrina!” June spat. Cathrina mocked her with a dry laugh. “My son hates you. I told you from the moment I set my eyes on you that my son would never marry you. Now, you are the villain of this story. Unfortunately, you don’t know how to play your cards.”

I heard Steve tell him, “You need to stay the fuck away from my family Darren, if you don’t I’ll make sure you never come near anyone again.” Darren began to laugh, “Are you kidding me Steve, do you know whose son you are playing daddy with, it’s my fucking son, and it’s my fucking girl. I told you that from day one!” Steve didn’t say anything he just held him in place, Darren again was trying to stir stuff up,

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

Because I already know what he will say. Invade him. But, that's not what I want to do. I want him to suffer, so much that he wishes to die. I want him to realize that he should have considered the consequences before scheming against me. "Why not, Zack? It's for the third time he sent one of his snitches to spy on us!" he furrows his brows. "Well, I would rather play along with him," I wink at him playfully. "How?" he cocks a brow.

“Before we make our engagement official, I want to acknowledge that my father has indeed disobeyed the laws of our council. Laws that we must always abide by!” Totaly bullshitter. I glance around the room sharply. He’s throwing his father under the bus to win points… Even his father’s die-hard followers seem to be nodding slowly, realising he is their new ally. The next Alpha, or so they think. Some of those who were worried, relax a little at his words. He’s smart, I’ll give him that. “I am disappointed to call myself his son, disappointed that I have a rapist and abuser as a brother!”