Every Hero Needs A Villain Novels & Stories

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

Now she wanted that guy even if he wasn't a unique thing but he had done many mistakes and so now she wanted to see his happy life crumbling down. The other guy wasn't bad too or that was what he thought but he wanted that particular male to cry and feel the pain that he had felt in his childhood. He couldn't forget the promise that he did and he would do anything to get that done. The most dangerous villain was the one who knew his opponent's weaknesses and was always focused on getting to his opponent's weaknesses. Sadly, they both knew the weakness of their enemy. They weren't two small enemies but rather choose to be one big evildoer.

In other words, Osiris's death is set in the book, just like mine is. But isn't that ironic? Tragedy must befall others so that the leads can shine as heroes. But are heroes real heroes if they derail everyone else's stories for their own? His death might only be the stepping stone for the heroine, but for me... If anything happens to him, I don't think I could live with the guilt and regret. Since the day he swore his loyalty to me, I considered him as one of my people. So no. I will not allow Osiris to die whether he ends up falling in love with the heroine or not.

Jax asked and I tapped my fingers on the table. Pipsqueak asked the next question. “What if we just asked him?” All of us looked at her but she smirked. “If he knows we know, then a meeting will get more interesting. Just ask him. Ask him what he wants. In a very, the hero feels at a loss and doesn’t know what to do and so the villain explains his master plan.” “Oran doesn’t see himself as a villain.” Mother added.

The hero's light wavered as doubts resurfaced, but they steeled their resolve, knowing that their destiny was bound to face trials and betrayals. "You were destined for greatness," the adversary sneered, their heart consumed by envy. "But I will be the one to shape the cosmos in my image." With each clash of power, the hero discovered that their true strength lay not just in their abilities but in their heart and their unwavering belief in the power of unity. As the dust settled and the adversary's malevolence was quelled, the hero faced a pivotal choice—to embrace vengeance and perpetuate the cycle of darkness or to offer mercy and break the chains of hatred.

It doesn't have to be. I did it to protect Seraphine and my family. To make sure they don't get dragged into Pappa's shitty business deals. To give them a better future. A normal life. Or at least I think that's what I'm doing. I'm trying to be the hero my fake wife and my soon-to-be divorcée stepmother think I should be. As they say, “You either die a hero or live long enough to become the villain.” I've tried going down that path. It's just not who I am. I can't be one of the villains. Turns out I still have a soul, despite everything.

Now he smirked, hands resting on the railing as he looked down at me as if he were some sort of higher being. "We'll see for how long." I boredly spoke. "What?" He frowned. "She comes back to you unwillingly, but she's with me willingly. Which one do you think is better?... Let me be so kind as to remind you, Mr Kingston, that the villain's never win in a story." "If I'm the villain, then what does that make you? The knight in shining armour?" He scoffed. "I'll be the knight in shining armour if she wants me to be the knight in shining armour. I'll be whatever she wants me to be, even the supportive little animal friend; As long as she's happy. That is the difference between you and I."

"It’s important to be with someone who sees you for who you are, not just who they want you to be." She glances at me again. “What about you Zack? What kind of woman do you see yourself with?” I chuckle nervously. How can I indirectly describe her to her? “Well,” I clear my throat before I speak. "Honestly, I’ve never really thought about it before. My life’s been…complicated, and relationships were never something I focused on." I forced myself to say this. However, it’s half true. I really never focused on such things because I was too busy murdering my enemies and rivals. That’s why I also never experienced a peaceful life. Every day, I shed blood and break bones. I have done the deadlies

“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.