Cookie Run Villain Novels & Stories

When Gwyneth opened her eyes, she found herself in a webnovel she had just binge-read, and she wasn’t just a random character—she was the villain’s mother! In the story, after the tragic death of her first husband, the original owner of her body had swiftly moved on and snagged a perfect new partner, only to heartlessly cast aside her son from the first marriage, worrying he would become a burden. Now armed with knowledge of the impending plot twists and the looming shadows of her future villain son, Gwyneth glanced at her surprisingly alive first husband and groaned. With the script she had been dealt, she'd rather face a dragon than revamp this narrative! She was determined to rewrite her destiny, but how could she escape this villainous fate?

Adrian died with fury in his heart, hating the tragic ending of his favorite novel. The villain deserved better. But the story was never written for happy endings. Betrayed by everyone he trusted, feared by the entire world, and ultimately destroyed by the plot itself—Cassian Nyx, the infamous Demon Lord, was never meant to be saved. Until Adrian woke up inside the story. He didn't reincarnate as a harmless bystander. He woke up as Prince Elian Ashford—the tyrannical prince destined to destroy Cassian. Worse, a cold, ruthless World System instantly locks onto his soul, forcing him to keep the original tragedy on its "correct" path. [MISSION: MAINTAIN STORY STABILITY] Failure Penalty: Immediate Death. Trapped between a lethal penalty and his own morals, Adrian chooses a dangerous path: pretend to follow the plot while secretly rewriting the villain's destiny. But there’s only one problem. The more Adrian tries to save the villain, the more the dangerous, obsessive Demon Lord begins to love him. Cassian Nyx is a monster feared by the entire kingdom. He trusts no one. Until Adrian. For the first time in centuries, the scarred Demon Lord begins to hope for a future where someone finally stays. Now, the original hero has arrived, and the System is forcing the final execution. Every choice Adrian makes pushes the world further into chaotic plot deviation. Adrian must make his final choice. Will he obey the System to save his own life? Or will he destroy the entire story itself just to save his villain? Genre: BL Fantasy Romance / Transmigration Tropes: Obsessive Demon Lord ML × Reincarnated Prince MC, Saving the Obsessive Demon Lord / Destroying the Plot for You, System Missions, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Angst with Comfort, Soul Bond.

"I only dated you because I wanted to know how it feels being with a plus size"Tim had said to me, the night he took my innocence,5 year ago. "Tim what are you saying?"I had asked confused. This is the same man who confessed his love for me and entrapped my heart. "Do you think I will ever walk hand in hand with someone three times my size" He had replied bluntly. "You are not serious,are you?"I chuckled sadly , thinking maybe he was pulling my leg. He said nothing and left. But that is nothing compared to this day,it was supposed to be the best day of my life,as Nathan asked me the big question but since he don't know my size we both went to the jewelry store to get a ring. "If you ain't so far maybe the ring would've been your size"Nathan yelled out. I tried not to cry as everyone in the jewelry store fixed their eyes on me. "Sir,we have larger sizes to try"the jewelry store owner suggested. But the problem isn't the ring but me,he is done with me, and will dump me,any slightest chance. This is the fourth time yet I kept falling victim of this false love,now Mr Bruno?,who would've believed Mr Bruno,I maybe fat but not stupid. Beauty, a 24yrs old,a plus size ,low-esteem,timid and self-conscious lady, hated herself for her looks,found herself working in a fashion company,her dream job even though she doesn't fit into the beauty standard,she was the least rated worker. Bullied and bodyshamed even in her past toxic relationships, unintentionally stole the heart of Mr Bruno. Can Mr Bruno be really hers?,or is it another heartbreak story ?

"At this point in a werewolf's life, all sons of an Alpha will be proud and eager to take over as the next Alpha. All, except me!" Damien Anderson, next in line to become Alpha, conceals a dark secret in his family's history which gnawed his soul everyday, turning him to the villain he once feared he'd become. Despite his icy demeanor, he finds his heart drawn to Elara, his mate. To protect himself from love's vulnerability, he appoints her as a maid, an act that both binds them and keeps them apart. Just as it seemed he might begin to open up his heart to Elara, a revelation emerges that shakes the very foundation of their bond, and he must confront the dark truth about his family's legacy. The stakes are higher than ever as Damien faces a choice that could lead to salvation or plunge him deeper into the shadows he has fought to escape.

Lilliana Masters is the runt of the pack, calling her a runt would not be doing her justice, she’s barely a wolf. After a pack war kills her family and sends her wolf self into hiding deep within her. At the young age of ten, Lilliana is left with nothing but the hope that her pack- the Waning Moon Pack will continue to be her family. That hope is destroyed by the actions of those she thought were her people. The Waning Moon pack blames the little Lilliana for the death of her family who were the pack’s beta and head healer. Harboring resentment against her, they bully and treat her like a slave for years on end. Another war is on the horizon with the Blood Fang pack- the most powerful pack there is, and during a raid, they kidnap her.  Now in the Blood Fang pack, Lilliana must navigate new pack politics and must come to terms with the fact that she is no longer a slave. She begins her journey of self-discovery and begins to navigate the feelings she seems to have for the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack- Killian Thorne and survive a war that looms on the horizon.

When my wife, also the president of a company, learned that I had voluntarily donated part of my brainstem tissue to awaken her long-cherished love, who had been lying in a coma, she finally left the abbey where she had been praying for his recovery for the first time in seven years. She came to the company and asked what compensation I wanted. Everyone assumed I would seize the chance to ask her for a child to secure our marriage. Instead, I handed her a divorce agreement. For a moment, the entire office thought I was simply playing hard to get. My wife’s expression turned icy. She stripped me of every position I held, then immediately promoted her beloved man and raised his salary, telling me to reflect on my mistakes. Little did she know… The surgery had cost me my memory. The man standing before her now was no longer the husband who had swallowed every grievance. He was now the spirited young man from seven years ago. And this time, he would never sacrifice himself again.

Every Thanksgiving, my husband, Salvatore, brings home a showgirl from one of his clubs. He makes me kneel and serve them drinks. A lesson, he calls it, in how to please a man. This was the eighth Thanksgiving, and this time, he brought back a girl poured into a tight leather dress. "She doesn't have any decent jewelry," Salvatore announced. "Give her your heirloom diamond ring. Your grandmother's pearl earrings, too. And take off that silk choker for her." He smirked. "And listen, she's young, doesn't know the rules. You'll have to show her the ropes. Especially how to handle a man in bed." Every member of the Genovese family was watching, waiting for my humiliation. I didn't disappoint. I opened my mouth and asked Salvatore for a divorce. Salvatore let out a sharp, ugly laugh, his eyes full of contempt. "Francesca, you pull this same shit every time," he jeered. "Your act is pathetic. Even more dramatic than your performance in bed." He leaned in. "You really want to divorce me? Fine. I'll give you five million in cash if you actually walk out that door." The living room erupted in laughter. They all said I was playing hard to get, that I didn't know my place. But they didn't know. This was the 88th time I had asked for a divorce, and it was the first time I truly meant it.

Eighty-five filthy stories. Eighty-five ways to fuck you raw. This isn’t romance. This is 100% sex—cocks filling dripping pussies, tongues licking where they shouldn’t, and hands pinning you down until you’re begging for release. A thousand sins running in your veins, and not one you’ll regret. From priests breaking their vows to fuck you on the altar, to stepfathers spreading you open on the kitchen counter…You’ll taste the sweat of a gym instructor’s private session… making you moan with every “stretch,” to professors grading your obedience with their cock deep in your throat—this collection will leave you soaked, shaking, and ruined. Your landlord will make you pay rent in the filthiest ways imaginable. You’ll be sold to the highest bidder at a dark, private auction, stripped and displayed like a prize to be claimed. Doctors will have you naked on their table, touching you in ways that have nothing to do with medicine, while gynecologists spread you wide and push deep, “examining” you until you’re dripping down their gloves. These virgins will get their bellies pumped full of cum, fingers ripping through tight, wet walls until they’re screaming, crying, and begging for more. Rough punishments, public fucks, forbidden touches, and nights so dirty you’ll need to shower twice—only to touch yourself all over again. Get your towels. Get your tissues. Get ready to be fucked by every fantasy you’ve ever had… and a hundred you didn’t know you wanted. If you can’t handle raw, filthy, dripping-hot sex—close the book. If you want your pussy aching, your ass red, and your mind corrupted—welcome to your new favorite addiction.

After Letisha Hearst - Carter found out the secret identity of her husband, she ran away not letting him know the child she was carrying. She hid for years with her child, thinking that she got away. But she did not realize that there were suspicious people watching over her from afar. But what will she do if he has found her again and this time, a danger might come knocking to both of their lives? “I found you at last, Letisha, why did you run away from me?” Sebastian gave me a smile, the one that once made my knees weak. “N-No, please, leave us alone!” I nervously screamed. Before I could make a step forward to kick him out of our house, I gasped after seeing our son greet him. “Who are you, mister?” He tilted his innocent head. Sebastian looked at me after seeing our son and his eyes flicked from black to yellow, black to red. He is indeed a hybrid of werewolf and vampire. I need to get us away from him.

He inched closer to where I stood, his eyes ablaze with something entrancing. His breath warmed the edge of my ear as he growled possessively," You're mine, Maddy. Every limb of your body, every smile on your face, every bleeding scar in you; Mine," *** Hunter wanted nothing but to lay low, survive for another day and then take rides on his Harley every now and then. All it took was the wounded Luna of White Moon pack and before he knew it, he was running across the country, trying to save both their lives. But how far can you run when an Alpha as unforgiving as Rowan, is after you for allegedly stealing his mate who he rejected?