Villainromance Stories

I poisoned the Crown Prince. I watched my gentle father burn. I handed the Empire's throne to a monster. For ten years, I was the Villain's Devotee. I lied, betrayed, and destroyed anyone who stood in Reniel's way. The abused slave my family purchased became the most feared magus in history, and I devoted my entire life to helping him seize the throne. I thought my loyalty would earn his trust. I thought my love would earn his heart. Instead, my reward was a spear of black ice through the chest. Reniel never wanted a lover. He wanted a tool. And my usefulness had finally run out. When I open my eyes, I find myself eight years in the past, long before my family's downfall and long before the slave market auction that changed everything. This time, I have only three goals: Save my father. Prevent my family's destruction. And never become Reniel's devotee again. To do that, I plan to quietly build my fortune, buy out the slave market before my uncle can purchase Reniel, and free the future tyrant before fate turns him into a monster. Then I'll walk away. Unfortunately, to a boy who has spent his entire life being bought, sold, and used, a girl who expects nothing in return is far more dangerous than one who worships him. Because while I'm trying to escape the villain who killed me... The future tyrant has become obsessed with the only person who ever set him free.

"A sudden, violent desire cut through me: that everyone in the court should be blind to her. That no other man could see the light that shone behind her eyes, now dimmed by the horror I myself had inflicted. It was possession. A dangerous, dark possession. I did not merely want to touch her. I wanted to surround her, to isolate her from the world, until her universe shrank to this room and my presence, no matter how much she feared and hated me." I was sent to his court as a guest. That was the lie. I was sent as a hostage. While kingdoms plotted, merchants rebelled, and empires prepared for war, I was delivered to the most feared man in Europe, Vlad III of Wallachia. The Impaler. The monster. At least, that's what everyone called him. But monsters are supposed to be easy to recognize. They aren't supposed to be intelligent and patient. And they certainly aren't supposed to make you question everything you've ever believed. As I become trapped within his world of political games, betrayal, violence, and carefully crafted terror, I watch a legend being born in real time. A legend built on blood. A legend built on fear. A legend the world will one day call Dracula. But before he became a myth, he was a man. And before I understood him, I hated him. A slow-burn dark historical romance inspired by real events. Power, obsession, war, and the terrifying cost of understanding someone the world has already condemned.

This is not a book. It's a beast. It watches you as you read. It judges you while you laugh. It makes you smile just to watch you fall harder. Inside, there is no plot. There is a family reunion of talking mushrooms, evaporated fathers, prophets in their underwear, and unforgiving hens. There is a bar that expands into a universe. A trattoria that serves as a dimensional rift. A notebook that writes itself-but only in ancient, local dialect. Alejandro Fiorenova writes as if he were cursing with love. As if Kafka had eaten too much heavy food. As if Stephen King had served in the military with an Italian rogue like Diego Abatantuono (the soul of the Oscar-winning Mediterraneo), and they had just reunited at a post-apocalyptic barbecue. It is too chaotic for those seeking logic. Too raw for those living on the run. Too human for those who believe they are eternal. But if you accept the journey-wrong shoes, right wine, open heart-the Infinity will change you. Or it will make you worse, but in an interesting way. This book is not read. It is endured. It is danced. It is digested over weeks. It is a prayer written in wine. A cosmic joke where you can't tell if you're laughing or screaming.

In a court ruled by secrets, the most dangerous weapon is trust. Aelira Voss was never meant to return to the palace that destroyed her past. Now she walks its halls as a quiet noblewoman-unnoticed, underestimated... and completely in control. Because behind the silence, she commands a hidden network of spies that sees everything. But the court isn't the only place where power thrives. Kael Draven, the feared Shadow King of the slums, has built an empire from secrets, fear, and loyalty. He answers to no crown-and bows to no one. Until her. What begins as a silent game of control turns into something far more dangerous: A battle of power. A court on the edge of collapse. And a connection neither of them can afford. Because Aelira is hiding more than just her influence- She is the key to the throne itself. And when the truth comes out... Even kings will have to kneel. (new chapter on every wednesday (will try) )

In a world torn apart by an ancient curse, two star-crossed lovers must navigate a treacherous path of forbidden magic, betrayal, and undying passion. Princess Lyra, the radiant heir to the Sun Kingdom's throne, finds her fate inexorably entwined with that of Prince Raven, the brooding ruler of the Shadowlands. As they are forced into a political marriage to unite their warring realms, Lyra and Raven discover that the prophecy foretelling their union holds far greater significance than anyone could have imagined.

One god- a god of mischief. One mortal- a criminology student. One week inside a mind that was never meant to be touched.

[REWRITING] When the sun goes down, the beasts come out. But what happens when the beasts are your fated mates. And they want absolutely nothing to do with you? *** Human hacker Vee Nebuleun never believed in magic, fate, or monsters until one anonymous job drags her into a feud older than the moon. Hunted down by the Dark Warlock Malrik, an immortal who wields forbidden power, Vee is offered one chance to live: steal the Lunar Diadem from his sworn enemy, Endymion, the ruthless King of Werewolves. Caught between claws and curses, Vee becomes the spark neither monster can control. But secrets have bite, and fate is far more dangerous than any beast.

«It is said when Lycans don't find their soulmates, their animal side takes over and they become feral, ferocious and deadly. They become monstrous beasts that only thirst for blood and vengeance.» And what if they do, ma? I asked her curiously as I hugged my knees to my chest. The story of lost souls searching for one another, how can one not long for such l o v e? «Beasts remain beasts, my dear.» She shushed me as my eyes searched hers for more answers, for how can one not yearn for their missing piece of p u z z l e? «Beasts aren't meant to be loved, my child.» She pulled the blankets over my cold fragile body, a yawn indicating my sleepiness. She paused - «The Lycan King is the best example of them all. A monster hungry for blood and murder.» But, ma! I protested, my eyes big and round, has he not found his lost soul? She never answered, her lips only thin and frail and wished me goodnight, signaling the end of my bedtime story. This is a tale a deadly Lycan King who has long forgotten his human side and an innocent girl - afraid of monsters- who has suddenly found herself in the arms of the creature she feared her entire life.

welcome to the world that's Maria and Miguel where nothing is as it seems

Christina Barkley has spent seventeen years hiding behind masks-both literal and metaphorical. Born with a cleft lip her family can't afford to fix, she's learned that it's easier to disappear than to be seen. While her twin brother thrives and her classmates whisper, Christina retreats into her art, her dark humor, and the safety of solitude. But some shadows notice what others overlook. When fear begins to seep into the cracks of her carefully constructed walls, Christina finds herself caught between the world she's stopped believing in and a darkness that believes in her. Pitch Black, the Nightmare King, has spent six years rebuilding his power in the shadows-and something about the girl who hides her face while exposing her fears in sketch after sketch draws his attention in ways he doesn't yet understand. In a slow-burning tale of two souls who know what it means to be unseen, Christina will discover that the scariest monsters aren't always the ones under the bed-and that sometimes, being truly seen is more terrifying than any nightmare

She has power over death. He has power over her. When two enemies strike a dangerous bargain, will they end a war . . . or ignite one? "A thrilling tale of magic and murder, intrigue and betrayal."-Cassandra Clare, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Sword Catcher The gorgeous first edition hardcover of To Gaze Upon Wicked Gods will feature a poster, color endpapers, a custom-stamped case, and a foil jacket! Heroes die, cowards live. Daughter of a conquered world, Ruying hates the invaders who descended from the heavens long before she was born and defeated the magic of her people with technologies unlike anything her world had ever seen. Blessed by Death, born with the ability to pull the life right out of mortal bodies, Ruying shouldn't have to fear these foreign invaders, but she does. Especially because she wants to keep herself and her family safe. When Ruying's Gift is discovered by an enemy prince, he offers her an impossible deal: If she becomes his private assassin and eliminates his political rivals-whose deaths he swears would be for the good of both their worlds and would protect her people from further brutalization-her family will never starve or suffer harm again. But to accept this bargain, she must use the powers she has always feared, powers that will shave years off her own existence. Can Ruying trust this prince, whose promises of a better world make her heart ache and whose smiles make her pulse beat faster? Are the evils of this agreement really in the service of a much greater good? Or will she betray her entire nation by protecting those she loves the most?

He ruined her life. Now he's her only escape.

Magic remembers what the world tries to forget. And Thalia was never meant to be remembered at all. In a modern world powered by spell craft and ancient enchantments, Thalia lives as a ghost among the living. People forget her face. Lights flicker when she walks by. Magic glitches around her like it's afraid. She tells herself it's nothing. A flaw. A curse. An inconvenience. Until a single black feather falls at her feet-humming with an ancient heartbeat-and the world around her begins to fracture. Shadows whisper her name. Buildings flicker into ruins. Prophecies contradict themselves. And a stranger watches her from the rooftops with eyes of silver and shadow. He is hunting something. And somehow... it's her. As forgotten realms bleed into the modern world, Thalia is pulled into a web of lies, broken prophecies, and seductive manipulation. Every truth she uncovers costs her a piece of herself. Every power she awakens takes something in return. Every choice she makes shapes the fate of four hidden realms. She was never born to save them. She was born to unmake them.

Twenty years ago, Liora was a frail witch - powerless, in love, and discarded by the immortal ruler who needed power more than her heart. When she vanished, no one knew she carried his child. Now, two decades later, their daughter stands on trial for her very blood - sentenced to death by the same court that once destroyed her mother. As fire rises and the sentence is cast, the air turns cold. Because Liora is back. No longer a fragile witch. No longer human. She returns as a smiling devil who commands death itself - and the High Lord who betrayed her will finally face what he created. But vengeance is not love, and power is never enough. When gods bleed and monsters love, kingdoms burn.

Before he was feared. Before enemies cowered upon hearing his name. Before he became the Ruler of Beasts. He was just a boy hidden in the dark alleys of a foreign country. Maximus Alexander has lived in exile his whole life. He'd learned the hardships of life since a very young age. At Ten, his mother taught him how to shear the skin of wolves. At eleven, he would hunt for game with the elders in the great mountains of Svėna. He'd always had a gift for collecting beasts, they would say. He would tame eagles and tigers and unleash them at whoever crossed their tribe's borders. At twelve, he learned he was the only heir to the Kingdom of Volkeï, and the son of the enemy's governor. Thrown into a world of war and strategies, of royals and bourgeoisie, Maximus Alexander has yet to face vigorous training and learn the key to rule kingdom properly. Upon meeting his father, however, he soon realizes that nothing is ever as it seems in the kingdom and learns secrets that should have better remained hidden. Constantly belittled in the new kingdom, Maximus feels exiled as ever. 'Ruler of beasts', they would call him once he'd play with eagles and Tigers, the villainous prince Volkei is cursed with. With his mother assassinated and mutilated in front of his eyes at an attack that was primarily targeted at him, Maximus Alexander soon realizes that the key to ruling a Kingdom requires more than a goodness of heart. To become a King, he would have to give it away completely and become something greater, someone powerful. Power is earned by fear, and never love. If they wanted him to be a villainous Prince, he would gladly abide. A monster is created after all, never born. This is not the story of a boy who dared to turn into a monster, this is the story of a villain, who had earned respect at the price of his humanity. This is the story of the Ruler of Beasts.

villain bakugo takes quite the interest in Eijiro. Eijiro just wants to go home. Eijiro isn't anything special in this world, his quirk hurts him (leaving scars) making him unable to carry out his dream as a hero. He struggles with self esteem and doesn't love himself but maybe Katsuki can show him what he sees. Possible side ships: Shigadabi Blackmagic (kurogiri x compress)

They called her mad. He rules the underworld. Iris Blackwood doesn't believe in love. Dominic Moretti doesn't believe in weakness. After surviving an asylum and escaping her family, Iris only wants one thing - freedom. When she crosses paths with Dominic, a powerful mafia boss forced into marriage, a dangerous deal is made. Their marriage is not built on love. It is a contract. A bargain. A weapon. But when two broken minds collide, the deal becomes something far more dangerous than either of them expected. Love was never part of the agreement.

I am the villain. They say everyone is the hero in their own story, but even here I am the villain. I don't mind that. I am everyone's villain, and so everyone else can be their own heroes. They can be the saviour of their own stories, and of everyone else's, because they cannot be worse than me. Because I am a villain to all, and so, by default, when they brush up against me, they are heroes to all. By hurting them, I can become the creator of the multitudes of goodness that will save this world. Or at least, that's what I used to think. A (male) villain X (unspecified) reader original story where the main character falls in love with the reader. No y/ns or anything like that, so sorry if that's what you're looking for! Cover by @LowaLowa1

Villain Romance / Assassin x Target / Slow Burn / Dark / Original Characters Riven was the most efficient killer in the Eastern Syndicate. No remorse. No hesitation. Until Kael. The target. The storm behind the calm. And now, for the first time, Riven doesn't know whether to pull the trigger - or beg for one more moment.

"I have loved you for a very long time. Perhaps I have loved you for as long as we have known each other. Perhaps I fell in love with you at first sight. It's been so long now that being in love with you has become a part of me. Just like breathing or sleeping, I keep loving you. Everyday. Without fail. I dont know how to live without this love. Maybe, it's toxic but I never cared. My treacherous heart has always told me, one day he will come to me. So, I'm waiting for that one day. Waiting as you keep loving and forgetting other people like any other man in his twenties does. Fate has been cruel to me. But I know you will love me. At the end."