Villain Male Novels & Stories

Of course, if he is pretending to be a good guy, I should also be pretending to be a good woman and appreciate all he is doing. Why does he have to pretend that he's a good guy? It is not needed. I know him! He is not a good, or even nice, person. He is a rude and surely cruel person. "Maddix Villaranza, 27 years old. Owner of VICL and CEO at the same time," I said between chewing my food. We started eating, so I tried to start a conversation and try to learn something about him. He raised his eyebrow at me, so I continued.

Given his personality, either he would follow me if I would leave this clan or drag me back to his clan, but the former would likely happen. If that would happen then for sure the Valcarcel would collapse given how many their enemies are. Tsk! Of course, he has countless enemies given that he is a villain. Even a protagonist had enemies, how much more an annoying villain? I won't be shocked if this annoying villain would be the number one target of the other clans. Tsk! What a tough job being a villain. Before I could think further, I snapped back to reality after hearing such an annoying voice. “Wife, what are you waiting for? Let's go get going! It's out the first date after all!” He shout

And like most other romantic novels, there are bound to be parties who are hurt by the closeness of the two, namely the villainess – who loves the male lead – which is Fuschia, and the second male lead, namely Raymon. Fuschia took a glance at Raymon who was standing tall on her left side slightly behind. 'I'm not sure if Raymon is the second male lead in this novel, whose role is to always help the female lead when she's sad without expecting his feelings to be reciprocated. But I'm sure he's one of the fish* in Sarah's aquarium.' [*Fish is a term for men who are attracted to female leads who are willing to do anything for the sake of female lead]

Do they really need my dramatic death just so they can become the heroes of this story? What a bunch of rubbish! I gritted my teeth. "Do you kn-" "Your hand is precious." He cut my words. "Let my guard do the slapping." Did I hear him right? My eyes brightened at his words. So you're on my side after all. "Okay," I agreed. "Osiris." At his call, a handsome man with red hair and grey eyes stepped forward. What the... Isn't he one of the sub male leads? The one who would end up dying while protecting the heroine?

‘ 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.

Hopefully, Val’s okay. No one says a word for the next couple of minutes. Once we’re a distance away, Victor finds his composure. His dark ruddy skin gains color, and his mouth loses its tightness. Victor is a tall, lanky man with dark eyes, thin lips, and a full beard. Several thick golden chains adorn his chest, along with gold rings on several of his fingers. He’s wearing a gold watch around his wrist, a yellow button-down t-shirt opens in the chest, and his gray slacks are pressed. Giving Maleah the once over, he places a hand on her headrest and whispers. “So we meet again, my beauty.” Maleah cringes away when he takes a tendril of her hair and sniffs it.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

Pulling Koishi closer than before, leaning down over the nape of his neck, feeling his nose brushing against his shirt. "We have to get you back to the room before anyone notices this Master" pulling back and turning around taking Koishi wrist into his hand while others holding the teddy he snatched from the Villain. "Well, well, someone seems to be mad?" "I apologize for that, but master is not feeling well." Damian paused, gulping in response. The Villain just takes his step back, turning his gaze towards Koishi who's cheeks are turning red. Walking away, Koishi turn his head one last time, looking at the villain who was staring back at him. Right then, hearing a beep right above his head,

This was the Valen who was incandescently in love with Villainess Snow, also known as the nefarious Mercedes. Scanning his features, his edgy mohawk had gotten a lot whiter with a sleek shine. From this angle, the loose black strands were barely noticeable with the bulk of his long hair combed over to the right. This time a thicker, short beard covered his sharp jawline, and he pinned me with a hateful glare. Strapped and overpowered. “Then find your mate.” He simply said, annoyance still palpable in his demeanor. I shook my head stubbornly. “I need some answers, or I'm stepping through.”