True Villain Novels & Stories

I looked at him—so young, yet already carrying the quiet authority of a king—and nodded with satisfaction. I had always known Gabriel sent nearly his entire Coven searching for us. What he never imagined—could never imagine—was that the woman and child he believed to be wandering, powerless Outcasts were in fact the true heirs of the North. And once my father learned how I and my son had been humiliated within the Brown family, there was no chance he would allow that truth to surface. So after our return to the North, no matter how desperately Gabriel searched, he found nothing. After all—

"How can you be sure that she is okay? How did you know that she can handle it? Everything you've said were all lies. Explain properly. The truth... I don't care whether it's confidential or not. Explain it." The hunters, the people from the Monitoring Department, Mr. Ambrose, and President Carlton were all silent for a minute. The Organization President closed his eyes for a brief moment before opening them again and he sighed. He knew that he had no choice, but to tell them the truth, especially when Hunter Max was in this state. President Carlton knew that things would be bad if he continued to lie, he saw Hunter Max in this state in the past. It was when he lost the woman he loved.

Bradley, how can you hurt me over a woman who couldn't take rejection and wanted to destroy me? "Sandra! Tell him the truth! Please save me!" The mood in the live chat flipped almost instantly. [I'm actually crying. He's way too tragic. Gets obsessed over by a mentally unstable girl, then hunted down by her psycho brother.] [She brought it on herself! She couldn't get the guy, so she burned everything down and dragged everyone with her. That's just gross.] [The brother's unhinged, too. Didn't he know what his sister was really like? The cops should lock him up before he hurts someone else.]

Even if Terrin was a spy for the High Council, she wouldn’t let it draw their attention from the real enemy at hand. “Enough!” She didn’t know why, but there were tears in her eyes. “The true villain isn’t among us, it’s out there, waiting for us to slip up, and right now, we’re basically opening the door and inviting it in! I can’t, I won’t let that happen. Whatever fate awaits me when they arrive, I will face it. It can’t be worse than what I’ve faced already. And it definitely couldn’t be worse than seeing those I care about throw their morals to the wind for my sake.” “Tasha,” Cal finally looked at her, but his jaw was set and she knew he was about to try

After all, if he doesn't even fear death, why fear telling the truth? Sharon watched the video calmly, then lifted her eyes to Richard. "The words of a kidnapper hold no credibility. He knew he was at the end of his rope. When he realized revenge was impossible, he resorted to slander." Silas and Victoria exchanged a quick glance. They knew Thomas's real identity. But Richard and Rick didn't. After a discussion between Victoria, Silas, and Scott, they had agreed not to reveal who Thomas really was—not yet. Richard's reaction was predictable: the moment he learned the truth, he would value Sharon even more. Rick was rigid and conservative, just like Richard, weighing every benefit and loss. I

On the night before my wedding, the bridal party is too excited to sleep, so someone suggests a game of anonymous confessions. Everyone writes down one thing they want to say to me, the groom-to-be. I eagerly close my eyes, expecting heartfelt wishes and congratulations, but the first note stuns me. "You bastard. If you weren't forcing my sister to marry you, Lyle would be my brother-in-law!" Lyle Thomas is my best friend. Just three hours earlier, he called to apologize, saying a last-minute business trip had come up and he couldn't make it to the wedding. My hands tremble as I continue reading. "That watch she gave you as a wedding present is one Lyle turned down. He said it looked ch

And above all… do your best to speak only truth, or the Game will know. Lies are the currency of the damned. ] Farrah took a deep breath as she carefully read the rules. This was her lifeline after all. She had basically just died from the car accident, and she didn’t want to die again. If there was a chance of survival, she might as well cling to it. Still, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. This simply felt too unreal. “This is insane…” she whispered. “It’s a nightmare. It has to be.”

"In any war, truth is the first victim. Can you not see that? Could she not see it?" "Can you deny that Tina Davis was murdered because she was testing lies that reinforced the war struggle recovering than the facts would have done?" "I am saying," the Home Secretary said, "that the disparity between truth and lies is immaterial in time of war. True or false? Right or wrong? These questions are inconsequential now. It's all down to allegiance. Are you with us or against us? Surely you of can see that." "And anyone who isn't with you?" "-- is with the guerrillas and must be removed!" said the Home Secretary.

“If his timeline is false, then his entire story about how he became involved falls apart.” Eleanor looked at Webb. “So Victor didn't recruit him.” “No,” Webb said. “Reef found Victor.” The realization hit me with such force that I had to steady myself against the wall. Victor Hale had never been the mastermind we believed him to be, because Thomas Reef had found him, studied him, and allowed him to build a criminal empire that would eventually attract all the attention. While Victor believed he was becoming powerful, Reef had been quietly building something much larger behind him. When the government finally came for Victor, Reef stepped forward as a helpful witness and pointed everyone in

“I don't have to listen to this at all. “I know my mate. I know what he's done. I know what he's capable. Nothing can scare me away from him. I love him. That won't ever change. You can't change it. She looks a little put off guard by this, but it doesn't seem to affect her completely. Her look turns into a look of pity, and I wonder what she has up her sleeve next. I don't care whatever she has coming at us. I'm stronger than her. I won't be swayed by any of her lies. I know my mate, and I know this is in the past. “I can take you to someone who will say otherwise,” she says. “I can take you to the family of one of his latest victims. They'll tell you; he hasn't changed. He can't change. Th