Novel & Cerita Books Like Starter Villain

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

“Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.” “Meaning?” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “She has secrets, Victor. Everyone does. And I’ll drag them into the light until she drowns in them.” Victor’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Dangerous move. But fitting for the villain you claim to be.” I ignored his mockery and picked up the glass again, the whiskey swirling like my rage. “Villains win because they’re willing to do what heroes won’t.” “Or because they don’t know when to stop,” Victor countered.

"Let's see what we're doing for today." I clicked a folder on my computer. Employment process and staff checks. The main goal is to fish out Thor's pawns and eliminate them. But how will I know when he always makes sure to avoid suspicion? I twirled on my chair as if it'll make my thought process faster, it did. I stopped and opened a new page on the computer, typed in childhood. Thor doesn't recruit loyal people, he recruits people he has something against. People with something to lose, people like me.

now this saying comes in handy. “But that’s not the reason why I called you here today!” I smiled back brightly as if nothing happened just a minute ago. Evander slowly released his breath and scratched his head in embarrassment. That matter should not be settled now, I still have a lot of things to do and this matter must come first! “I called you for a mission!” “uh-huh,” Evander nodded his head as he looked at me with interest “I want you to get me the most popular books among commoners and nobles!” His jaw dropped at my unexpected request “…what?” I placed a hand on my hip and nodded confidently with a smug. “Ten. I need at least ten romance books. I’m going to do my research.” He looks

"Are you a Wiccer's ancestor?" “Wiccer? Describe that. Why is this young boy in this cage, when even he is unaware of it? For what purposes, though? I don't comprehend. He looked different from anyone else I'd met when I looked at him since he had gorgeous purple eyes and violet hair. How do I explain it to this kid without making him feel bad about himself? And the book he's forcing me to show me immediately features a picture of a broken crown. The book that Xander gave me, represents a Wiccer.

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

Gabriel’s voice was a low growl that vibrated the floorboards. Lily didn’t flinch. She leaned forward, her voice desperate but steady. “He doesn’t value me, Alpha. To him, I am a possession, a trophy to be discarded when the polish wears off. I know his supply lines. I know the silver-tipped arrows he’s hoarding in the North Ridge. But more importantly... I know his ego.” I pressed my hands on Gabriel’s palm as I said, “Trust me on this, Alpha Gabriel. I have my plans.”

PTSD. REVENGE. SCÀRS. SLÀPPING. STÀLKING. SOMNOPHILIA TORTŮRE. TOYS. VIOLENCE. *The author does not promote such practices and neither advices you to do so. If you think any of the above subjects could stress you and isn't for you, do not proceed, but if you think you can handle an Anti-hero like Jeremiah Sokolov, please be ready for the ride ahead. I hope by the end of this book, you'll fall in love with these characters.

- I said wryly. I slowly lowered myself onto my back, leaning my butt against Felipe's side, and gathered up the two books on the floor. As I picked them up, I returned to the position I had been in a few minutes before, her gaze changed to discomfort and before she could pick them up, I purposely dropped them on her foot, drawing laughter from my friends. - You don't know who you're messing with, girl. You want me to be the villain? Fine, I will, just don't ask me to stop, because I really won't." I whispered in her ear and walked into the living room without even picking up mine.

“That’s what I meant.” “The books and movies are incorrect,” Rowan informed him. “The vampire and the werewolf originated in one of earth’s alternate dimensions. It is a dimension that is far more beautiful and pleasant a place to be. We were exiled here as punishment for angering Goethe, a powerful god being. Each holds the other at fault for this exile. Hence the hatred, resentment, and constant battling.