Antihero Novels & Stories

She handed her drink over to one of the other girls and straightened her black-wrap dress. Andrea chewed the inside of her mouth. Just because he had a scar on his face didn't mean he was an anti-hero. It didn't define who he was. Zain was...classic hero material. Not that there was anything wrong with Deadpool or Wolverine, but they weren't Zain's type.

“Liam is a bully. I don’t like bullies.” “Mhm,” he rose to his feet and moved to stand near the wall of greenery. “You are a hero.” “Me?” I was astonished. “Oh, no. That’s Tarragon. She’s the hero. I’m just… me.” “No,” he turned back and offered me his hand. His palm was warm and calloused against mine and his arm strong as he lifted me to my feet. He smiled down at me and reached out to stroke a lock of my hair that had fallen free of its braid back behind my ear. “You are a hero. Every villain needs a hero, and you’re mine, Daethie. I think it’s safe for us to get out of here. What do you think?”

He hardly lost his cool on a lady before, but her soft giggle had instilled a strange rush of emotions in him which he was quick to cover up with an anger filled move. Determined not to think about her again, he pushed his mind to the matter at hand, letting his anger surface again as the building came into view. The dungeon was faintly lighted with few sticks of fire on the passage. Already used to the bloody smell of this dungeon, he made his way through the already opened iron protectors, into the dungeon where Lucio sat on an iron chair with his body covered with bloody sores. Lucio turned weakly to look at his boss, and fringed from fear. Everyone fears him and they were right to.

’ I replied, looking out the window. “Harley, what can you tell us about the Beta at the Silver Springs Pack?” Duncan asked from the front seat. He turned to look at me. I was surprised at the contrast between Anders and Duncan. Much like the difference in Alpha Michael and Alpha Callan, their physical appearance was complete opposites. I didn’t know much about Duncan, except from the bits and pieces that Anders had shared, which hadn’t been much.

Besides, what can I say? Jared Anderson is basically a computer genius. He's usually involved information security, hacking and stuff like that. He can easily hack into anyone's private accounts even with his eyes closed. I saw him do it plenty of times before, and I know he'll do it now. I had only been waiting for half a minute when an enormous hand appeared before my eyes and grabbed my mouth. I screamed, panic coursing through me as I fought the person standing right behind me. From my peripheral I noticed it was a tall, well-built man with an intimidating aura about him. Apart from that, he was wearing all black. That's how he must have easily blended into the night and prevented me fro

Antagonist –is a person who actively opposes or hostile to someone or something; an adversary… “Blah! Blah! Blah!” Sabria said as she rolled her eyes and closed the laptop that was sitting on her desk. But why did they hate antagonists when the truth is, they were once a protagonist, it just happens that there’s another villain who pretends to be a heroine and stole all the things they cherish the most. She thought. As she reminisced one of the most painful moments in her life.

It's painful and suffocating to continue with everything she wants to say. She takes another deep breath. "But why does it hurt so much?" Her eyes intently gaze at her own face. Slowly, she uses her fingers to trace the scars. "I can't be weak. It hurts now, but I'm fighting for something. Someday, they'll know who fought for Group Azure." Fathia nods with determination. "Right. That's all I need to think about. Group Azure. They don't matter. They don't know who I am. I'm Claire. Going through tough times. Yeah. I'm going through a tough time." Her fists tighten.

She frowned wondering exactly what he was doing here and so now her curiosity increasing she inched a little more towards the door that was left slightly open. "You won this fight, if you keep on winning, you will find yourself getting closer" he was instructing as he gave the shirtless man/fighter a towel. Even from behind Eira couldn't help but admire his broad back and muscles. "Don't worry Mac, I will make sure to win the fights. I am going to get to him, no matter what" Armando said with determination and confidence in his voice. His voice sounded vaguely familiar to Eira but she couldn’t quite place it.

But I was really yearning to breathe the fresh air outside this hole. "Are you going to ignore me today also? I mean you should get a break from those books you read always." Nick is an annoying prick. I learnt his name the second day I got here, Nick Thatcher, he had been in an accident and was in rehab for that. He is a rich guy but very down to earth, it was part of his timetable to annoy me every single day and I just ignored him.

It was a reminder that the fight between good and evil is ongoing, cyclical, and never-ending. As Darren prepared to confront Hector, he reflected on the paradox of his existence. He had been born with the blood of a villain, but he had been shaped by the presence of heroes. He had inherited malice, yet he had learned restraint. He had been forged in secrecy, and now he stepped into the light, carrying decades of knowledge, caution, and purpose. Every word he would speak, every move he would make, was calculated to manipulate Hector without succumbing to the evil that was his inheritance.