Green Hair Villains

After a really bad day and a life full of bad luck, he came home and got hit with more terrible news: his mom owed $3,000,000. He felt crushed and hopeless. Before he could even understand what had happened, his life ended suddenly. But that wasn’t the real end. He woke up in a whole new world: not as a hero, but as a smart and powerful villain. Now, he had a special mind that could understand anything right away. He promised himself something: this time, he wouldn’t count on anyone else or follow their rules. This time, he would rise to the top: beating every challenge using only his brain and careful planning.

Villain System: Activated > Alignment: Chaotic Evil Objective: Obey the plot, serve the empire, die like a good villain. Yeah, no thanks. I woke up as Dorian Valen—sadistic noble, arsonist, war criminal, mid-tier villain with a face everyone wants to stab. The story wants me to beg for my life, cough up secrets, and die at sunrise so the hero can get a shiny new power-up. Been there, read that. But I'm not here to follow the script. I'm here to flip the table. I’ll expose the cracks in the empire, dismantle the hero’s halo, weaponize every trope, and corrupt the system that tried to cage me. And if I have to burn the world down to do it? Well… I’ve got the villain system. Might as well make it earn its name.

Jian's mundane life shatters when his girlfriend leaves him, triggering the activation of the Verdant Sovereign System. This mysterious entity promises him immense wealth and power, but at a price: he must embrace and cultivate his darkest desires, transforming into the ultimate "Green Young Master." Driven by an insatiable hunger for control and pleasure, Jian orchestrates intimate encounters for his loyal, imposing bodyguard with unsuspecting women. From the shy, innocent Mia and her equally demure twin sister, to the captivatingly humble Rosita, each liaison is a calculated fulfillment of Jian's "verdant" desires, often in exotic settings or unexpected moments. The System tirelessly rewards his indulgence with boundless wealth and unique "charms" to manipulate women, deepening his immersion into a world where tantalizing pleasure unfolds before his eyes. With his bodyguard fulfilling his every command, Jian delights in seeing his conquests' bodies yield, a silent dance of power and submission. He promises himself that no desire will remain unfulfilled, making the world his personal playground, ripe for observation, indulgence, and discreetly orchestrated passion.

The promising surgery professor 'Sung Joo-hyuk' is reborn as a boy named 'Kim Tae-pyeong' in the 19th-century rural village of Upton, England, with all his past memories intact. There, he once again nurtures his dream of becoming a doctor, but what Tae-pyeong encounters is the harsh reality of London's medical world, where even proper sterilization is not practiced.... Overcoming all kinds of racial discrimination, Tae-pyeong demonstrates his ingenuity as a mysterious doctor from the East. You can support me at patreon.com/wizard_kitten. This is a translation of a novel from NAVER.

Genre: Billionaire Romance / Obsession / Corporate War / Emotional Drama • A sharp-tongued small-town girl falls into the dangerous love of the most powerful oil mogul in Mexico. But when she becomes the target of his enemies—and his obsession—she must decide if love is worth losing herself… or if he’s worth betraying. • Joseph León was the most feared name in oil — Mexico’s oil tycoon with empires that stretched across oceans. His name opened doors in Dubai, whispered in Geneva, and commanded boardrooms in Texas. But in the private sanctum of his glass-walled penthouse above Mexico City, the only thing that brought him to his knees… was Green. Green Ariza. The sharp-tongued, warm-eyed girl from the southeast — who didn’t care for oil, power, or the billions in his offshore accounts. And that terrified Joseph more than any corporate war. She stormed into his office, her heels clicking furiously against the Italian marble. Her worn leather bag slammed onto the chair with finality. “I want to talk to you, Joseph!” she snapped. Behind his desk, Joseph was mid-call with a venture capitalist from Qatar, trying to lock in a deal worth $1.3 billion. He held up one finger without looking up — only for a second — then paused. His eyes met hers. Sharp. Furious. Tired of something. He ended the call. “I’ll speak to you later,” he said calmly, before the voice on the other line could protest. “Yes, I know it’s urgent.” He hung up, removed his glasses, and leaned back in his chair. His gaze softened. “What does my love want that has her so upset?” he asked, like the storm in her eyes didn’t scare him. “A Maserati? Givenchy? My black card is right there—just whisper what you want, and it’s yours.” Green exhaled, shaking her head. “I’m not here for gifts, Joseph.” “I know.” “No, you don’t. You always think money can fix things.” “I absolutely don’t think that.” “You bought the company I worked for because I said I was scared of getting fired—how is that not thinking money fixes things?” “I bought it,” he said quietly, “because it was the only way I could keep seeing you. You were avoiding me. Saying you couldn’t risk your job. So I made it yours. You’re head of creative strategy now. With triple your old salary. And you only work when you want.” She turned away, rubbing her forehead. “Green,” he said, his voice a low murmur now. “Can I touch you?” She blinked at him. “Are you asking permission to touch me?” “You usually get angry when I touch you during a fight,” he said honestly, standing slowly. “You say I use it to make you forget why you’re mad.” “…Because you do.” “And you let me.” She turned to face him, and for a moment, neither said a word. He reached out, gently, his hand grazing her elbow. “So tell me, why are you really angry?” She looked away. “Is it because of the girl at the gala?” he asked. Her head snapped back toward him. “She’s like a sister. My father’s goddaughter.” “She was holding your hand.” “She’s grieving. Her brother was assassinated in Bogotá.” Green stepped back, arms folded. “You don’t even see how many women throw themselves at you. My mother tells me I’m stupid for staying. That I should leave you and marry someone safer. Someone like Don Frederick.” Joseph’s jaw tightened. “Don Frederick is a snake with a fake smile and a poisoned chalice. He’s not safe, he’s subtle. That’s worse.” “My mother doesn’t care,” Green said bitterly. “She only sees headlines. And dollar signs.” “What do you see?” he asked, stepping closer. “When you look at me. What do you see?” She didn’t answer. He touched her cheek, gently. “Do you think I’d let myself love anyone but you? I’d burn down every oil well I own before I lose you.” She blinked. “Don’t say things like that.” “Why? Because you believe me?” “No,” she whispered. “Because I do.”

A jaded gamer, fresh off beating the brutally challenging "The Villain's Path" and securing a massive cash prize, is abruptly thrust into the game's dark world. He wakes as Riko Ldenberg, a character destined for an early, violent death due to his inherent kindness and a lineage born from rape. But this new Riko is no longer the gentle soul; armed with a "Villain System" and complete knowledge of the game's many gruesome outcomes, he is determined to forge a new, formidable identity. His transformation begins immediately. Faced with a household of disdainful servants who exploit Riko's past leniency, he executes a swift and shocking display of power, shedding innocent blood to assert his absolute dominance. This brutal act is not just about control; it's the first step in his plan to amass power, wealth, and a harem, beginning with the loyal. Maid Lilly, whose respect for the original Riko earns her a place as his first conquest and future "alpha female." As he embraces his new villainous role, the protagonist plots to subvert every expected narrative, preparing for future encounters. With characters he once knew only as pixels, all while building a terrifying legacy of his own design.

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 whychose bl novel with multiple partners] #guideverse #nameverse #transmigration #villain # bl #blpoly #apocalypse #weaktostrong #academy #soulmates Two Souls, one body and a fate they refuse to accept-because even the villains dare to dream of love and salvation... — "Villains don't get happy endings," Eiden whispered softly, his eyes filled with tears. "Then I'll burn this world... until we get the ending that we deserve." I vowed to Eiden, the boy trapped inside his own body, watching as I rewrite his destiny. — Cursed by the cruelty of his old life, Killian awakens not in heaven, nor in hell—but in the broken body of the most hated villain of his favorite novel, Eiden Constello. Eiden was an Esper destined to die by beheading, alone and unloved all because he dared to try to kill the novel's heroine for the sake of his unrequited love for the novel's protagonist. But this world wasn't that simple. It contained soulmarks, espers and guides who sought to defeat monsters and clear gates, corrupted churches, and royal conspiracies entwined with broken families and hidden powers. Killian carries not only the memories of his past life but the secrets of the original villain, Eiden Constello, a misunderstood and mistreated boy whose soul still lingers within him, longing for love. The Church calls him the harbinger of ruin. The Royals fears his strange power. And the heroine hides her cunningness behind a sweet smile. They are all plotting something. Something that can bring the world to its doom. Marked by fourteen forbidden soulmarks, tied to men as broken, dangerous, and beautiful as he is—including a prince in disguise, a fallen knight, the Empire's fiercest commander, a loyal streetfighter and a ruthless guildmaster watching from the dark—Killian will rise. From exile to ruler. From discarded bastard son to the leader of the rebellion. From a lonely stray to the center of a fierce, tangled love deeper than any the world has ever seen. But when destiny burns and chaos rises, even gods may kneel before the abyss. And the boy they cast away will decide the fate of the world. __ "Rhydian's hand slid from my jaw to the nape of my neck, fingers threading through my thick black hair, pulling me closer until our bodies barely touched—electric, hungry, and intimate. His lips brushed against my ear, warm and soft, a breath of flame in the dark. "You are mine... my light in the endless night, the star I burn for. Not some shameless bitch who thinks the world is hers to play with." Every syllable was a promise, a dark caress that ignited something fierce and fragile inside. My chest tightened, the weight of those words grounding me as if the chaos inside could finally be stilled. The fire in my lover's eyes met the abyss in my own, and in that moment, the impossible balance between light and shadow was our silent vow. I felt cherished, claimed—not just as a flame or a shadow, but as something timeless, something worth fighting for. My pulse thundered in my veins, the abyss inside me stirring with a strange longing—to be consumed, to be held, to be claimed completely. The fire and the void tangled between us, fierce and unyielding, a perfect storm of desire and devotion. And in that moment, under the watchful gaze of shadows and stars, I knew I was no longer alone in the darkness."

"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.

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

In a world overrun by superpowered elites, one powerless mercenary known only as the self-proclaimed "King of the Underground" wants it all. When he's offered a job promising to flip the world's balance, he'll do whatever it takes to rise from nothing to everything.

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.

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.

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Kael,born to be a means for his mother to gain the kings attention.Raised in silence and trained to obey,meant to live in the shadows.They pushed him further and further until he finally broke.He vanished without a trace.No one ever asked.The kingdom never mourned. A year later he returns.Changed ,silent ,cold ,uncaring and a dangerous power lurking beneath the light of his eyes. Lyra,the forgotten princess ,born for the throne but scorned to uselessness.No one cared when she was targeted by a sea witch. Until the witch cursed the kingdom through her. Then they cared,,enough to blame her.Banished to the land of humans ,to lurk within the shores, always singing to the tides. Now, in a cruel twist of politics,the palace has arranged their marriage. The castaways bound together in a match meant to silence them both.But the tide doesn't forget. And neither do they. But somewhere along the way love changed everything.

Who would have thought that your life could change just because you give a bad rating to a game? Kalandra just wanted to vent his frustration because of the disappointing ending of the game he played. He left scathing reviews and ratings, then intended to forget everything. However, fate says otherwise. When he opened his eyes, he was already in the body of Lucian Hale, aka Navien, the antagonist who died at the end of the main story game he played earlier. The Problem? He doesn't know any of the intricacies of this character other than the fact that Navien is the antagonist of the game. Now he has to survive in the game he plays and find a way to avoid a terrible ending by trying to avoid the main story, especially the protagonist! Cover credit:

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.

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After plunging the world into chaos and meeting his end at the hands of the protagonist and his harem. He was suddenly given a chance to redo everything. Normal Antagonist : I shall use my knowledge of the future to destroy protagonist. Our antagonist: I shall use my knowledge of the future to get rich and wealthy. ******************** Normal Antagonist: I shall steal the protagonist harem. Our Antagonist: I shall use my knowledge to get rich. ***************************** Normal Antagonist: I shall plunge this world into chaos. Our Antagonist: I shall use my knowledge to get rich. ************************** Audience: Were you starved before you died,why the excess aspiration for money. Our Antagonist: Indeed I was starved before I died, so this time I will make enough money and retire early.

The Empire was blessed with two Saintesses. Saintesses were symbols of purity, cleanliness, and holiness. However, that was not the case for Luna-the black-haired Saintess who lived in the shadow of her sister, Estelle. Luna was the most undesirable being in the Empire, as she was the only one who had black hair.

During his high school years, Walid Hasan becomes entangled in a horrifying string of student disappearances. The first victim? Onni — his childhood crush and the only girl he ever loved. As more girls go missing and mutilated bodies begin to surface, the entire school sinks into fear. The police suspect a serial killer is hiding among them — maybe even someone from the school itself. But Walid discovers the truth too soon. He sees the killer’s face… and now, he’s being hunted. Trapped in a deadly cat-and-mouse game, Walid can’t go to the police — and for some reason, the killer won’t kill him. What secret ties them together? And why does the killer keep whispering… “You’re not ready yet.” One thing is certain: Everyone’s hiding something. And Walid might be the next body the school forgets.

Ryan, a wealthy entrepreneur, had built his business empire using the inheritance left by his parents after their tragic demise in an accident. One day, his office was raided by city officials following allegations of tax evasion. Shocked by the accusation, Ryan was confident he had been paying taxes annually through checks handed to his secretary. His secretary, equally stunned, convinced Ryan that foul play was at hand. Despite finding no evidence of wrongdoing during the raid, the officials insisted on shutting down Ryan's business for further investigation. Frustrated, Ryan pursued legal action, but the court delayed its verdict, granting the tax officer more time to fabricate evidence. As Ryan's predicament became public, influential allies distanced themselves from him. One day, Ryan received a mysterious call asking him to meet at a renowned city restaurant. Skeptical but desperate, he arrived to find the tax officer who had orchestrated the raid. Furious, Ryan considered leaving but stayed, thinking of his employees who depended on the business reopening. With a stoic expression, he asked the officer why he had called. The officer revealed his motive: he wanted a bronze cauldron Ryan had purchased at an auction. The city lord's son desired it as a birthday gift for his father, a collector of ancient artifacts. Ryan had bought the cauldron to support a charity for the elderly and had since forgotten about it. Though angered, Ryan agreed to hand it over to resolve the matter. Returning home, Ryan retrieved the cauldron from his collection room. Before proceeding, he recorded a video recounting the restaurant meeting and sent it to his secretary and close friends, instructing them to release it to the press if anything happened to him. While packing the cauldron, Ryan accidentally cut his finger, and his blood dripped onto the artifact. To his astonishment, the cauldron emitted a bright light, shrank, and shot into his forehead, piercing it. Ryan collapsed, unconscious, and suffered a fatal head injury. His friends, alarmed by his silence, rushed to his home and found him lifeless. Enraged, they released the video to the press, sparking a massive scandal. The city lord's son and his accomplices were arrested for their crimes. Meanwhile, Ryan's soul was transported to another world, marking the beginning of his immortal journey.

Charlotte Green was a private detective. Although, that title didn't help her. She never got a single serious case in her entire life. Always belittled by her rival and 'friends,' she constantly failed to prove herself. But everything changed one day. Join her in her mishaps... er, adventures while she tries to find her true identity. Excerpt— "I have got a case for you! Will you help me?" With a blank look, Charlotte replied, "No. I am not finding your dog. All the cases I get revolves around finding pets!" "It's not the dog! It something big! You have to help me. The police refused to help me. So, only you can help me!" "Wait? The police refused? Does this mean my great moment has finally come?! Please let me call my partners!" yelled Charlotte. "You have partners? That's great!" "Yeah, a cat and a dog," replied Charlotte.