Son Of A Villain

Broken by the people who should’ve protected him, he swore one thing, he’d never be powerless again. When a mysterious academy opens its gates to the gifted and the broken alike, Ezekiel finds himself thrust into trials meant to kill, among students who will do anything to rise. But it’s not just monsters in the dark — it’s secrets, betrayals and schemes. Ezekiel didn’t ask for power. But he’ll use it to carve out a future with his own hands. Even if he has to burn the world that broke him. A dark coming-of-age fantasy about trauma and the brutal cost of strength.

"Leave, you're free. Don't ever come back here again." She said, hoping he wouldn't return and she'll get to live Hael was shocked, "Are you abandoning me, My Lady?" Corvina Cory lived her first life like a typical villainess and the consequences of her actions were pretty obvious. She died at the hands of the person she was in love with. Yet she gets a second chance at her first life even though she didn't want it. She didn't want to face the man she was madly in love with again and she definitely didn't want to get killed again by him as well.

His voice floats in the dark—slow, distant, cracked at the edges. A memory unraveling itself in ruin. "Oh… and I just died again." A beat. "Didn’t even get the chance to scream this time. Just burned. Like always." "But it doesn’t matter. None of this is real. Not really. It’s just… something stuck on repeat. A scene that loops like it’s written in the marrow of my bones." He inhales. Smokes chokes even the thought. "I think I’ve been trapped here for so long, I started dreaming with my eyes open." "Don’t get confused. I wasn’t always like this. I was a god. A ruler. Born of stars and saltwater. Atlantis was mine to inherit. My name—my legacy—was etched into the stone of the sea before I ever took my first breath." "And then…" his voice tightens "Mortals." "They didn’t worship. They hunted. They slaughtered the gods—burned our temples, tore our wings, shattered our hearts." "And me? They didn’t kill me. They needed me alive. Needed me to scream." "You ever wondered what it feels like—melted gold poured on your skin? Not once. Not twice. A thousand times. They’d stop. Let me heal. Then start again. That’s how I lost my gift. That’s how I lost my healing. That’s how I lost time." "I was just a child when the first war came. Barely 200 years old—barely chosen. By 500, I was ready for the throne. Strong. Steady. Loved." "Then the massacre." "Atlantis died." "And I disappeared into shadow." "Ten thousand years they kept me. Caged. Bound. Tortured. Not enough to die. Just enough to wish I could." "And then I saw my chance. I ran. I fought. I clawed my way out—" "But they found me. Again." "They reversed my age—ripped me backward through time like I was nothing but a thread. Left me a child. A hundred years old again. Powerless." "Then came the final curse: They locked me inside an illusion." "My illusion." "The one I created as a child—the night my village burned. The night I screamed and no one came." "Now I live that night again." "And again." "And again." "I die. I wake. I die. I wake." "Every ending is a beginning wrapped in fire." "And I’m tired." "Tired of bleeding for gods who are gone. Tired of breaking for Mortals who only know how to destroy." A long pause. "They used me." "Wore me out like a story passed through too many mouths." Then his voice drops—low, steel in it now. A whisper with weight. "But I swear… the next time I rise…" "It won’t be to save them." "It’ll be to end them." "They will scream and I'll listen" "This time, I'll give them something to remember" "A god... with nothing left to lose." READER ADVISORY: Everything in this world is handcrafted — from currency to the most basic details. My characters are morally gray, and each one is forged through relentless trials, not born into greatness. If you're hypersensitive, this story isn't for you. This book is brutal, raw, and unapologetically different. But if you’re craving something bold, dark, and unlike anything you’ve read before — step in. Thanks for reading.

It was supposed to be just another day. I was supposed to laze around and enjoy my play through of "False Hero"; A game I recently picked up about the uprising of a young hero from the bottom of society. It had it's ups and downs. But it was a decent time pass. Until, it became my reality. The worst part? “Welcome back to Salvania Academy” I stared at them dumbfounded- “Young master, Vulkan” Ah, shit. It seems I was none other than the main villain of the game I was playing. Sigh. ----------------------------------- Hey, It is my first original novel that I am trying to make. It will be rough around the edges but I'd appreciate feedback, as I want to make this as enjoyable to my audience as possible. Love you

Author: Lone Raut Synopsis (Narrated by Deadpool’s Chaotic Cousin Who Forgot to Take Their Meds): Alright, gather ‘round, folks! Let me spin you a tale so dark it’ll make your therapist retire. Picture this: Yours truly was just another fancy-pants “man of culture” on a serial killer’s hit list—because apparently, collecting rare books and quoting Nietzsche makes you a target. Who knew? (Spoiler alert: I died. Surprise!) But death? Nah, that’s just the opening act. Instead of sweet oblivion, I woke up knee-deep in Saint’s Odyssey—a fantasy novel I once tossed into my “dumpster fire of bad writing” pile. Think Game of Thrones meets Saw, but with more existential dread. And guess what? I’m not the dashing hero. Nope. I’m the guy the author conveniently labeled “Villain.” Cool, right? (Cue jazz hands.) But hold onto your chimichangas, because this “hero”? Oh, he’s a masterpiece of hypocrisy. Smiles like a Disney prince, stabs like a back-alley surgeon. His grand plan? Wipe out half the world because reasons. Classic hero logic! Meanwhile, the gods are upstairs chugging ambrosia and betting on our suffering. Adorable!!!. Well, newsflash, Olympus—I’m hijacking this plot. Reborn with a vendetta and a PhD in chaos, I’m not here to play nice. Rules? Burn ‘em. Heroes? Crush ‘em. World domination? Duh!. This ain’t a redemption arc; it’s a blood-soaked takeover tour. Think Machiavelli with a splash of Joker and a side of espresso. They call me ruthless? Damn right. I’ll out-scheme the schemers, out-betray the traitors, and maybe burn a kingdom or two for aesthetic. The hero thinks he’s pulling strings? Sweetheart, I’m the puppetmaster—and I just cut the threads. Every battle’s a chess move, every ally a pawn, and the board? Oh, it’s dripping in red. And hey, let’s laugh while we’re at it. Ever seen a “chosen one” trip over his own halo? Poetic. Ever roasted a god so hard they literally combust? (Working on it.) This world’s a joke, and I’m the punchline—delivered with a knife. So buckle up, buttercups. The script’s flipped, the crown’s mine, and if the heroes cry about “morals”? Tell ‘em to write a Yelp review. This villain’s rewriting destiny—one corpse at a time. TL;DR: Death was my warm-up. Now? I’m here to conquer, crack jokes, and maybe commit some light treason. World, meet your new overlord. Resistance is hilarious . Hahahahaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

A story of a dragon living a life he never expected to live but wish to live without any regrets. He gets the love strong enough to melt a stone heart's and embrace it without hesitation.

They once called him Ahzrael, the mind behind the infernal legions. Alone, he could bring down kingdoms, scatter armies, and challenge the will of gods. At his peak, just as the demons began whispering his name as Lord, betrayal struck. Not by a hero, nor by a god, but by the very master he had served: the Demon King. Why? Because Ahzrael had not been born to rule. Yet Hell itself bent the knee before him. That was a sin the throne could not forgive. They condemned him not with honor, but with fear. Cast down, consumed by the very black flames he had taught others to wield. Erased from history. But he is not gone. He will rise again. And this time… no one will stand in his way.

Harassment from my in-laws who looked down on me for being a commoner. My wife stood by indifferently, ignoring it all. It’s been 10 years since I escaped from them. A fallen family. My deceased wife still wore her wedding ring. [This novel does not belong to me; all rights belong to its author. I merely translating it.]

Karel is trapped in a teenage novel and must play the role of an 18-year-old villain. However, he feels grateful because the villain character he portrays lives in luxury, so he doesn't have to work hard like in his previous life.

Santiaga Denero was born cursed—plagued by misfortune that dragged him through a life of betrayal, humiliation, and relentless suffering. Heroes turned their backs. Fate offered no mercy. But buried deep within him was the cause: a demonic parasite, feeding on his pain since birth. With a promise of power, he became one with the parasite. Now awakened and bound to a corrupted version of the system once reserved for heroes, Santiaga no longer seeks justice or redemption. He wants vengeance—and he’ll burn the world to get it. > Every laugh. Every lie. Every smiling face that watched him suffer– will be crushed beneath his heel. As kingdoms tremble and guilds vanish in his wake, someone watches from the shadows. A beautiful woman in white. A smile on her lips. And blood in her eyes. Enter his world. Follow his path. But be warned—this is no hero’s journey. _____ Dark Fantasy | Anti-Hero | Psychopath MC | Twisted Romance | Villain Protagonist 1 - 3 chapters a day

Dying by lightning was not in Hikaru's plans. But what he least expected after his death was to be reborn... much less as the son of a couple of demigods. Now, in a world where gods walk among mortals and monsters lurk in every shadow, Hikaru faces a destiny he never asked for. Gifted with strength and magic that surpasses even the most experienced heroes, he must learn to survive in an environment where weakness is not an option. However, it is not all glory and power. There are secrets in his blood, a hidden legacy that could challenge the order established by the gods themselves. As divine forces watch him with interest - and fear - Hikaru will have to decide if he will follow the path imposed on him... or if he will forge his own destiny, even if it means confronting the gods.

naruto is son of time a naruto x percy jackson crossover this story take place in percy jackson universe and no characters from naruto verse except naruto himself be used i want tis story to be only affect percy jackson universe i dont own neither naruto verse nor percy jackson verse

When Your Own Villains Fire You for Being Too Crazy Jax "The Mad Gambit" Thorne was the Abyss Syndicate's go-to guy for impossible schemes—until they decided he was literally too insane to keep alive. Now abandoned in a wasteland where even reality gives up, Jax discovers that being discarded by evil overlords is actually the ultimate career upgrade. Armed with a broken System that labels him "Too Crazy to Die", Jax turns survival into an art form of beautiful chaos. Because when life gives you exile, you make it everyone else's problem. The only thing more dangerous than a mad villain? A mad villain with nothing left to lose.

She closed her eyes waiting for the worse . . . "Please, don't hurt me." Instead of pain, she felt his hand moving across her face. . . "I won't, after all, are you not my master?" (A slow-pacing action, romance, fantasy, a little bit of psychology and realism)

Jiang Chen never expected to find himself in a world of cultivation, let alone as a core disciple of a famous sect. Destined to play the villain’s role, his future was full of trouble. He had plotted against the protagonist, crippling his dantian and turning him into a disgraced outcast, barely holding onto his place in the sect. If not for a surprising twist, Jiang Chen’s story might have ended as a small chapter in the protagonist’s grand journey. Understanding how risky his position was, Jiang Chen gave a sly grin. Alone, he thought to himself: 'Is the protagonist strong? No doubt about it. But am I afraid? Definitely not. Why? Because I have the Immortal Great Villain System!' Then he paused, his expression changing slightly. 'Wait… there’s more than one protagonist?' Instead of feeling worried, his grin grew wider. 'Well, isn’t that perfect?' With a sharp glint in his eyes, Jiang Chen made a bold declaration to himself: 'As the ultimate Great Villain, I’ll defy Heaven’s will and stand at the top!'

Born under the Triune Celestial Convergence, Jian Feng wields power no mortal should possess. The Nine Serenities Jade chooses him, breakthroughs come effortlessly, and treasures fall into his hands as if guided by fate. But every blessing is a chain, recorded in the Ledgers of Mandate that bind his soul to the heavens. To defy these Debt-Bonds invites catastrophic Tribulation; to obey makes him a pawn in a cosmic game. When a cryptic summons from the Ministry of Karmic Ledgers calls him to the Court of Dust and Ashes, Jian Feng steps into a labyrinth of celestial politics and ancient secrets. The Veiled Star Marquis, a disgraced Heavenly General, offers a path to repay his first debt—the Stolen Constellation Pearl, hidden in the Vermillion Bird Legion’s vaults. But every deal tightens the chains, and every choice risks his soul. From the jade peaks of the Argent Moon Sect to the starlit halls of immortal power, Jian Feng must navigate Ministries, Heretical Heavens, and ancient covenants. With three monumental debts to settle before the next Convergence, he walks a razor’s edge between freedom and servitude. Can he shatter the chains of the Celestial Ledger, or will he become the key to a new cosmic order?

Meet Kieran, a 12-year-old street urchin with a secret - dark powers and even darker dreams. Haunted by the memory of his sister Sara's tragic death at the hands of a noble, Kieran is determined to dismantle the nobility's oppressive power structure that allowed her killer to go unpunished. His goal: create a world where the powerful can no longer harm the vulnerable without consequences. When he stumbles upon Wells' mysterious grimoire, Kieran forms an unexpected bond with an ancient entity, gaining formidable abilities at a dangerous cost - his own life force. As he grows stronger, he becomes determined to master this entity, seeking a way to rewrite the terms of their arrangement and keep the power without paying the ultimate price. Juggling life as an assassin in the shadows, he eventually earns a spot at the prestigious Academy. Behind its hallowed walls, he hunts for forgotten knowledge that might free him from the parasitic bond while maintaining access to the dark powers he needs for his mission. Using clever tricks to hide his true abilities from professors and peers alike, Kieran carefully navigates the very institution that trains the elite he despises. By day, he studies ancient texts and rare magic; by night, he strikes from the darkness, targeting corrupt nobles one by one. But as his life force continues to drain and the darkness within him grows, a haunting question emerges: In his quest to change the world and master forbidden magic, will he survive long enough to see his vision realized, or will the very powers he sought to control ultimately consume him?

Yami Norikami is the forgotten son of a family that never wanted to acknowledge him. Abandoned and rejected, he carries the pain of a dark past and a burning desire to prove his worth. When he arrives at Seiryo High School in Shizuoka, he tries to stay unnoticed but soon finds himself caught in conflicts and bullying that threaten to shatter his already fragile confidence. With few friends and many enemies, Yami must decide whether to remain the invisible shadow he has always been or to fight to emerge from the darkness and claim his place in the world. Amid betrayals and challenges, he will discover that true strength lies not only in fists but in the courage to face himself.

[AUTHOR NOTE, REFRESH YOUR READING LIST, CHAPTER 45 TO 53 UPDATED AND FIXED] [Author Note: Vol 2 has started, NTR, CUCKOLD AND TABOO] All fictional characters are above 18 [WARNING THIS NOVEL IS A SEX NOVEL WHICH INCLUDES SEX CONTENT] Arthur's head hurt like crazy as he woke up. He kept his eyes closed, rubbing his temples and feeling a super comfy bed under him - definitely not his cheap mattress back home. "What the hell...?" he mumbled as he finally looked around. He was in some rich person's bedroom with a fancy four-poster bed and red silk sheets. Sunlight came through pretty stained glass windows, making red patterns on the marble floor. Everything screamed royalty - fancy mirrors, portraits of hunting scenes, and even a painting of a barely-dressed goddess that seemed to be watching him. "How did I get here?" Arthur wondered, getting out of bed. "I definitely drank too much at Mark's party last night" The last thing he remembered was almost getting hit by a car while crossing the street. Looking in a mirror, he got another shock. He didn't look like himself at all! Instead of being skinny with acne scars, he now had muscles, clear skin with just one cool scar on his jaw, with a reddish brown hair, and green eyes. "Damn, I'm hot," he said, touching the scar. For a moment, he remembered his old life. He pushed up his glasses. Kids made fun of him. Jessica laughed at him when he asked her out. "Like I'd be with a loser like you," she told him. Suddenly Arthur realized what was happening. "I've been transported to another world! Just like in those stories online!" He spun around excitedly. "I must be someone important here. This is gonna be so cool! Watch out, fantasy world, your new hero has arrived!" Right then, blue text appeared floating in front of him: [System Starting Up...] [Host Found: Prince Arthur Lionheart] [Soul Check: Person from Another World] [Magic Type: Incubus Powers Activated] "Incubus?" Arthur asked in shock. "Like, those demons that seduce people?" [That's right. Your family's magic has changed because of your Earth soul's hidden desires. Congrats on finding your true potential.] "Can I change it? I want to be a cool battle wizard or something!" [Not possible. Your soul has permanently connected to the Incubus powers. Accept it - your charm is your weapon, attraction is your shield.] "Fuck," Arthur groaned. [Exactly. The more sexual intimacy you have, the stronger you'll become.] Arthur's eye twitched. "Very funny. Just... tell me what I can actually do."

Sheenah Aguillar, a young woman burdened by loss and loneliness, finds solace in the magical worlds of books. When she unexpectedly receives a mysterious, enchanted book from a cryptic old man at a street bazaar, her life begins to intertwine with the story’s fate. The book tells of Duke Theodore Zavier Cavanaugh, a cursed nobleman trapped by a frozen heart and a dark royal conspiracy. As Sheenah delves deeper, she discovers that the boundaries between her reality and the story’s world are blurring. Guided by belief and courage, she embarks on a journey to rewrite the tragic tale, challenging fate and uncovering hidden magic that could change both their destinies forever. (Revised)

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Keith Rovan, a crazy guy who got transmigrated inside a novel as an extra named Eric Jonas. In the novel, Eric was a child who never received any kind of love or affection from his family because of that, the struggle he had to face are numerous. However, the silent endurance of his hardship, slowly leads him to the edge of suicide as an escape from the cruel world. Who wants to live and die like that character, especially Keith who had an polar opposite character of weak Eric. So eventually, he decides to change the original plot. Not by acting as an angel, instead a devil who lives for his own desires without concerning anything. He never hesitates to dominate over others or eliminate the ones that dare to cross his path. However, his path dramatically leads him towards the future ultimate villain, Abaddon Mir. They are born enemies because of their families, rivals in name, but what crazier is… with time, the rivals are turning into toxic lovers.

Agate Gladwyn was born into a dying kingdom where every child is forced to become a soldier. After years of fighting in a losing war, he dies protecting the king’s daughter. But when he wakes, he is reborn as a baby in the enemy’s noble house, surrounded by those who destroyed everything he once fought for. Now, caught between two worlds, Agate must navigate a dangerous path to survive and uncover the truth behind his new life.

Born under the Triune Celestial Convergence, Jian Feng is no ordinary cultivator. Blessed by the heavens, he wields the Nine Serenities Jade, breaks through realms with ease, and finds treasures where others see only ruin. But every miracle comes with a price. Each blessing binds him with a Debt-Bond, a cosmic chain recorded in the Ledgers of Mandate within his soul. To defy the heavens is to invite catastrophic Tribulation; to obey is to become their pawn. When a mysterious summons from the Ministry of Karmic Ledgers calls him to the Court of Dust and Ashes, Jian Feng steps into a web of celestial politics and ancient secrets. The Veiled Star Marquis, a disgraced Heavenly General, offers a path to repay his first debt—but at what cost? From the jade peaks of the Argent Moon Sect to the starlit vaults of the Vermillion Bird Legion, Jian Feng must navigate immortal factions, heretical rebels, and the very laws of the cosmos. With three monumental debts to repay before the next Convergence, Jian Feng walks a razor’s edge. Will he shatter the chains of Heaven’s will, or become the key to a new cosmic order? In a universe where every favor is a debt, one truth is clear: even the favored son cannot escape the ledger.