Novel & Cerita Anti Hero Vs Villain

They probably hate me more. “We need to seal of the town from the world,” the vampire leader said, the wolf agreed. “What we need to do, is take refuge in the Academy. Let this ratchet world burn,” the witch said, earning cheers. The fighting began once more. Flee to their home world and let the humans die or help the humans and die trying. The hero and the villain. Do or die. All they argued, all they will surely fall. “Enough! Who says that he won’t follow you there as well,” the brave one spoke. A warrior with knowledge at her back. Pity, she never shared such knowledge with the ones who needed it the most and look where we are now.

"You need to understand that I'm going to get hurt at times, and you can't rush in to save me, wolf scout. You have to let it happen." Ashton shoots a glare at the ceiling, then at his reflection in the mirror. It finally sinks in for him as well—that I can protect him, but he can't protect me in the exact same way. "We can't all be heroes," I state matter-of-factly. His glare shifts to me, but his lips gradually curve into a smile. Our arms remain tightly wrapped around each other. "If I'm not the hero, what am I?" Ashton waits for me to label him as a villain. In his comic books, that's the dichotomy—heroes versus villains.

I hurled it at Hyperion with all my strength. He didn’t move. Instead, he raised his hand and fired a concentrated solar blast. The two forces collided mid-air, and for a moment, it was a stalemate. The darkness and light pushed against each other, neither one giving way. With a roar, I poured more energy into my attack. Shadows twisted around my arm, fueling my rage. "You think you're a hero, Hyperion? You’re just a pawn of the G.H.C.!" He narrowed his eyes, the light flickering around him. “The G.H.C protects the order of the world”

VALE moved fast, and he pulled his caliber .45 pistol and pointed it to Hero while he shielded his body in front of Einille. “If I were you, don’t try that.” Vale’s voice sounded dangerous. His usual playful expression was gone, only a stern face of an assassin. “Hey, easy! I’m just getting my car key.” Hero stepped backward. Perhaps he knew he was on the losing side, especially that Shari was only a few meters away from him with her gun in hand, pointing at him as well.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

he said slowly, “that whoever moved against her… may have wanted Silver herself. Not your empire. Not me but her; they could be targeting her.” I froze for a second; never had the thought crossed my mind. My instinct had been to see it as an attack on me through her. But if she was the target… “If that’s true, then they've just declared a war I’ll finish with my bare hands.” I muttered with a clenched fist. He held my gaze, calm as ever. “Find out why and soon. Because if she’s the one they want, then you are not just protecting a wife anymore; you are standing between a predator and its prey.”

“I was cruel to you before, tormenting you for years, but... please... give me a chance to free you from this prison.” If there was one thing I knew about these characters like Aurora, it was that they were always considered heroes. They could do no evil, putting others above themselves even to foolish proportions. And, whether they liked it or not, they were forced to see the good in people until it was too late. That if there was even the slightest possibility of redemption or rehabilitation in someone, and their apologies were meant genuinely, then they had to give them a chance.

"The hero says something like that to the heroine and she momentarily forgets herself. Before you know it, they are making sex memories." "Damn, now that's cheesy." Nicholas said laughing and I wrapped my arms around myself, "Well do you?" I frowned at him. "Do I what?" "Want to have sex with me?" Nicholas asked so casually my eyes widened at his question. "No!" I said almost too quickly feeling heat creep up my neck. Nicholas arched a brow up at me. “You sure about that." "Yes!" No! "I absolutely do not want to have sex with you!" I definitely want to!

“Based on everything I know about you. I don't think there is a thing you could have done to stop your father.” “Because I'm weak,” I said, jerking my chin away and looking to the other side. I didn't want to see that understanding, sympathy filled face anymore. But Hero’s hand darted out and turned my head again so I was looking at him. But this time, there was anger in his face. “You are not weak,” he growled. “You are one of the strongest, and most capable people I know. You have done a lot of things on the mountain that my trained wolf couldn't even do. Don't let one asshole make you think any differently.”

He killed him and I can’t help but feel proud of making him my honorable personal assistant. When I’m about to look in the other direction, someone’s clenched hand collides with my jaw, making me groan. I try to remain steady as I almost lose my balance. I brush my thumb over my bottom lips and notice blood. Glancing over, I see Bryce and catch the sight of his bleeding nose. He advances toward me, gritting his teeth. He again throws a punch in my direction but I successfully dodge it by ducking and my fist strikes with his jaw hard enough for him to stumble again. But this time, he doesn’t stand on his feet again.