Novel & Cerita Elio Villain

“If he touches her, I’ll burn this entire city to the ground to find him.” I ended the call before Elias could respond. I didn’t need his logic. I needed speed. As I tore through the streets, my mind raced back to the intel Elias had dropped ten minutes ago. We had spent months focused on Adrian Vale. I’d treated him like the king on the board, the man I needed to checkmate to win the war. But as the Vale board turned on Adrian, a name had emerged from the shadows: Victor Vale. Adrian wasn’t the king. He was a middle-manager playing at being a king. He was a loud, narcissistic decoy that Victor had used to keep my eyes busy. Victor was the ‘unseen hand,’ the shadow investor who had been pull

You have to make her stop crying, Leo pleaded, getting just as worked up, if not more, than I was. “Elina, let me explain—” “No!” She screamed so hard that my skin crawled. Finally, the sound of her desperation hit me in the chest. “There’s nothing to explain! I’m Elaine Thorn. My father is a monster who wants to kill all of you. My fiancé... that man, Maxon... His family hates yours. Your family killed his father. I’m the damn reason your pack is going to bleed! I’m evil, Arsel. My blood is poison to this place. If I stay here, the kids at school, Sorine, your parents... Everyone is going to die because of me. “I have to leave; you have to let me go if you really want to save your people!”

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

Celo is following his friend to go down the boat and as he removed his life vest, he says, “Dizen! Don't you forget what you have promised! You said it, huh! You're gonna treat me foods, double the number of what we have had earlier.” Eli followed the boys two, removing her life vest. “Only you? Say us.” Celo twisted his body, coming face-to-face with the woman. “Who are you? You're not part of it.” He rolled his eyes after that. “Is that so?” asked Eli with her arms crossed in front of her chest and without further ado she forcefully pulled the hair of the man using all of the power she has in her hand.

I mean, my father still looks like in his twenties despite being in his mid thirties. But who's this man? I was pretty sure that I'd never seen this person before. I would've remembered if I had. Strangely there's something familiar about him. His stature, his facial structure, his thin lips. Alistair! His face looked like an older version of Alistair, but with black hair and blue eyes. No wonder he looks familiar. Maybe he's a distant relative? "Dimitri Henris Viglianco greeted the star of the Helios Empire, the first princess," he gave me his greeting.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

"What is your problem, Eli? Isn't it you who acted as if we didn't make a promise to each other?! Why do you act like you are the victim here?!" "No, Val. I'm not playing the victim's role. I admit that I have sinned against you and that sin is too big. But I hope you also think about why I'm doing this. I chose to hurt you to save the lives of many people. I am scheming something because I know I can't make Signor Eldifonso down by being violent like what he was doing, Val. I hope you also think that it hurts me to hurt the people I l-love!"

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.

The radiation alarms on Victor’s wrist had stopped screaming; they had flatlined. "Vic, look at his eyes," Zack whispered, his rifle barrel shaking as he lowered it. "That’s not Leo. That’s... something else. It’s got him." "It doesn't have him." Elodie scrambled over a heap of jagged obsidian, her fingers clawing at the dust. She reached the edge of the light and stopped, her runes turning a dull, flat grey. "It's trapped. He’s the cage, Zack. My son is the f**king cage."