Evil Protagonist Novels & Stories

"If you come, then you will not come." “Thinking about it, again and again, I still feel sad for the female villain, now that I intentionally help the female villain, what should I do? And if I don't help the female villain, I feel something weird." “Never mind. Take care of yourself first.” Phedra Elizabeth denies responsibility for the character. The male lead holds her in his arms. "Let's go back."

"Now tell me what your family told you." "Oh, nothing big," I say with a shrug of my shoulders. "Only that I was supposed to have been raised in the light, but my father and my uncle were sure to fuck that up for me. So now, if I get control of my powers, they may drive me farther into the darkness." "What?" Osiris asks, confused. "I am inherently evil," I scream at Osiris. "Why do you think I was so good at killing? Why do you think that I could take down werewolves and lycans alone? Because I was born to be a killer."

My mind drifts to Savannah fuelling my hunger to save her, my hunger to survive. How can I let her live in the Villa with such a monster? A man who doesn’t have an ounce of empathy within him. Does he have no compassion for women whatsoever? I’m sure there are laws in the Elite Families bible about harming women and children. He's the devil incarnate, a grim reaper with a heart as black as coal, a grinch who steals joy and a boogeyman, who haunts your dreams all rolled into one. Don Valentino is like a dark and stormy night, causing the air to grow thick with the stench of fear and desperation.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

It’s like parts of me that I didn’t know were missing are now where they should be. Apolliana’s mind merges with mine, expelling the madness and any human weakness I hold until I’m who I was always meant to be. I’m no longer bogged down by empathy or love. All I feel is a sense of purpose as I take a satisfying breath and prepare to end all living creatures. This is what I was created to do. I am the destroyer, and I will fulfill my legacy. Vitality courses through my vanes until I’m the being of destruction that I was meant to be. My lip quirks with arrogance as I open the compartment and pull out an old scroll.

It is kind of Ironic to know that Me and Fredrick do not have the relationship of Villainess and Male Lead but, Villain and Villainess. TO BE CONTINUED...

I ask urgently. “When the day comes that you yield to the woman with hair as dark as night, lips the shade of cherry and skin like milk; when you allow her evil to bleed within you… pay heed, for then, shall you bring doom to the world.” He says, I can see the layer of sweat on his forehead as he struggles, his eyes flickering from green-gold to red. My heart clenches at his words. Evil. Am I evil? I don’t know what to make of that. I refuse to believe that I am… what have I done that is so wrong - that makes me evil?

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the surroundings, deep and loaded with malice. He was the leader of that territory, revealing himself before us. His name was Valarok, a sinister being who fed on the energy of the disease, becoming increasingly powerful. "You are foolish to believe that you can challenge my supremacy!" Roared Valarok, his eyes shining with an evil fire. I looked at Randall and saw the determination in his eyes. He positioned himself between me and the villain, ready to face the battle.

The four exchanged strange looks and hushed words. “I’ll try to say it as simply as possible,” Demeter said, folding her hands on the table. “You’re one of the two Children of Iniquity, the Child of Darkness. A malevolent creature of evil that appears in our world once in a while.” ‘Me? A malevolent creature of evil? That’s not possible. There has to be a mistake somewhere.’ She wanted to argue. She wasn’t calling herself a saint, but evil wasn’t a word she would associate herself with. She tried to be at peace with all people, no matter how annoying they were. Sweetheart? Yes. Nice? Also yes. Pushover? She didn’t like admitting it, but sometimes. But evil? No.

"Now tell me what your family told you." "Oh, nothing big," I say with a shrug of my shoulders. "Only that I was supposed to have been raised in the light, but my father and my uncle were sure to fuck that up for me. So now, if I get control of my powers, they may drive me farther into the darkness." "What?" Osiris asks, confused. "I am inherently evil," I scream at Osiris. "Why do you think I was so good at killing? Why do you think that I could take down werewolves and lycans alone? Because I was born to be a killer."