Novel & Cerita Halo Villain

“Saint isn’t the only one with secrets. Your brother… he was working for both sides. Feeding information to Saint and to Vincent. He thought he could play the game and survive it. He couldn’t.” My stomach twists. I shake my head, the words catching in my throat. “No. That’s not possible. My brother hated men like them. He hated the whole world of money and power and blood. He wouldn’t” “He did,” Elias says quietly. “And when Vincent found out, he killed him.” The words slam into me, shattering the air around me. I stumble back a step, my breath coming fast, too shallow. “You’re lying.” “I wish I was.” Elias’s face is etched with something close to regret. “I should have told you sooner. But

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

The metal glowed red and melted on the floor. “The vortex, Johan,” Dorin called. “Roger.” Replied Johan, setting the vortex on fire. The three-headed horse reared in the air and ran wild in the room, trampling some of the men in suits. The pillar of fire burned and ate its way through the ceiling, melting the dome like it was merely made of wax. The old Morel looked furious. He shouted a word and opened a portal that sucked the pillar of fire. “Johan,” Seb whispered, holding on to his arm and Dorin’s hand on the other. “Remember the white flame?”

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

He took a heavy, deliberate step forward, sending a clear, silent command across the cage. The twins broke. They turned toward the cage gate, frantically signaling for a referee forfeit. Now, only one challenger remained standing in the center of the pit. Victor Vance stepped through the dissipating steam, his dark silver cybernetics humming with an ominous, negative bio-magnetic pull. His mechanical joint sockets clicked and locked, his crimson HUD eyes glowing with a cold, hollow hatred as he raised his augmented arms. High above in the hover-throne, Archon Malakor leaned forward, his golden mask reflecting the dim arena lights. beside him, Morrigan’s knuckles were white where she gripped

we can't take the risk of that, but instead, Halvir takes Vallo,'' Gavriel explained again. ''Vallo?!'' Anindira shouted. She didn't understand why Gavriel even brought up Vallo. ''Ahh!... You don't know Dira, we forgot to tell you…'' Hans shouted in response to Anindira's surprise. Vallo is a twenty-year-old *Diamond rank youth from Clan Wolverine. He has liked Lila since two years ago. Unofficially, he asked Lila from Halvir two years ago, when Mischa entrusted the village to Halvir and Ruvi.

Darkness flooded the platform. Iris fell to her knees, clutching her chest where Valeborne’s spectral hand had passed through her. Her mark sputtered like a dying flame. The Hollow Star—a radiant brand moments before—now flickered with ominous black veins spreading outward. Aiden lunged toward her, rage boiling in his chest. “Stay away from her!” Valeborne didn’t flinch. “Too late, mortal. She has invited me in.” The moment Aiden’s blade struck the being, it shattered like glass. Valeborne lifted his hand again, and a blast of dark force hurled him across the stone platform.

The current catches me and turns me the way it turned my father's pearl-comb three minutes ago, and I tumble, slow, undignified, scaled belly rolling up toward the surface, over the edge of the Forbidden Zone and into the black. The last thing I see of the world above is my consort's silhouette swimming calmly back toward the glowing coral spires of Alastor. He does not look down. He does not need to. He already knows how this ends. His purple tail sweeps a small competent arc against the current and carries him home. Below me, the Forbidden Zone opens. And as I fall, tail limp, blood spiraling upward in threads that will be gone before anyone at the surface can notice them, every bright hue

And Seraphina understood that game perfectly. “Lady Elena.” A deep voice interrupted her thoughts. Elena turned calmly. Victor Hale. One of the Vale Group board executives. Late forties. Elegant smile. Dead eyes. The kind of man who looked trustworthy enough to ruin lives professionally. He lifted his champagne glass politely. “You seem healthier tonight.” Translation: You don’t look close enough to death for us to replace you yet. Elena smiled faintly. “Disappointing, I know.” Victor laughed softly.

I asked. “No one,” Amor said. “We are all just people trying to protect people we love by forsaking the lives of people who hold little to no values in our eyes. Killian. Zahir. Hikari. You. Me. We are all the same. We are all villains… this world has no hero because this world is no fiction.” I dropped my gaze, and so did everyone else. ‘It’s not the end…’ a voice echoed from the sky. Amor and I looked around frantically.