Fated To Be Loved By Villains Chapter 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Why... why would you care?" Zayn looked down at me, his eyes clouded with something I couldn’t quite name. Regret? Guilt? Love? It didn’t make sense. He leaned closer, his lips brushing my forehead as he whispered, "Because you were never unwanted, Ai. I’ve always been watching over you. I should have been here sooner... I’m sorry." But the shadows were pulling me under. Even as he held me, even as he made his promises, I couldn’t help but wonder—was it already too late?

I pushed toward her—my shadow—each step a fight, the mark screaming, the dagger’s hum a song of its own, urging me on. “You can’t stop it,” she said, her hand raised, the platform glowing, symbols spiraling upward, matching the dagger’s. “The Veil’s breaking, and you’re the key. Join me, or watch them die.” The bond twisted, pain lancing through me, and I saw it—a flash, not hers, but the city’s: me, her, standing on this platform, not fighting but ruling, the Veil torn, the void spilling into our world, power in our hands. It wasn’t a memory—it was a promise, her vision, and it felt *right*, like a piece of me wanted it.

Velma sympathized, her tone sincere. ‎“Oh it hurt Velma but it equally taught me a very crucial lesson. Love is never enough, power and influence is better” Matilda explained, wiping off tear drops from her face, “Cadmus might be dead but he lives in Leviathan and I will be damned to let someone else snatch him from me” ‎########### ‎

And in real life, villains won. Fate had played a cruel game by sending Damon into my life. And I was now more afraid than ever. Because even if we had a story together, I was married to the villain of our story. ***

She lets out a gasp when I begin to trail kisses down her neck and tilts her head, burying further into the pillow. Her hands fall to my shoulders with a firm grip. But I don’t stop. Not even for a second. My fingers encircle her hips as my lips slide down to her collarbone like melted butter. Every kiss is an explanation of my desperate love for her. “Zack,” she begins, trying to keep her voice steady. “What do you think might be Marcellus’ next step?” I lift my head and press my forehead against hers. “To kill me?” “Seriously?” A crease forms between her eyebrows.

he said grabbing my chin making me look into his eyes. "You'll never have me. You didn't then, you won't now," I said anger building up on me. He was one of the main reason's why Kyle and I chose each other. We had been dating and we were wondering if we should call it off and go find our mates, then Malcolm appeared. He lied and said that he felt the mate bond with me, where I had never felt it. Then he tried pressuring my father into making us mate, when that didn't work he then tried to take me and force himself upon me. Thankfully my father, brother and even Kyle were there to attack him and stop him from forcing the mating process. I never understood why someone from our pack would do t

READER BONUS: THE EVIL VILLAINNESS IS MY LOVER CHAPTER 1-135 PROGRESS: (0/135) “Eh? Isn’t this my favorite w******l that I read back then?” I tapped on the name, and the chapters appeaered in front of me, all summed up to chapter 135, where I last read before I reincarnated. I giggled happily, glad that I’m able to read it here even though I’m no longer back at my old world. However, I guess I won’t see the end, because chapter 135 still tells the part where Minerva got kidnapped by some Demon Lord because he loved her. For those who’re wondering what genre “The Evil Villainness id My Lover” is, it solely revolves around romance. Yeah, I know. The character is epic and all, but all of them w

She'd looked at me in that classroom like I was a stranger she felt strangely warm toward, and she couldn't figure out why. Good. That made it simpler. I'd figured out the order of the world a long time ago. Vampires on top. Shifters beneath. Humans gone, or close enough. A girl like Mira and a man like me were not friends — could not be friends. My father had made that clear before I could read. And he was right. He was right about most things, even the ones I didn't want him to be right about. But I remembered that pit. The dirt walls. The gray square of sky. And the small girl who'd held my hand in the dark and said *someone's going to come*.

I looked at it in confusion and the Goddess answered, “your blood is partly in his creations so he is immune to it but not completely. If we do not stop him now, he will raise more undead and soon you will not be able to kill him” I nodded my head and again reached for him. “Argh” I screamed when I touched his body again and a fresh wound appeared on my hand but I could not care less. He too let out a scream but I kept my hold on him as much as possible. He meant to run away from me but I screamed, “fight me you fucking bastard” Meanwhile, two hands closed on either of my feet, one of Hayden and the other of Cecelia, and they began dragging me away from Valrok.

**Chapter 3: The First Betrayal** The air in the bar turned thick, like right before a storm breaks. Damien’s voice cracked across the room like a whip. “Elena, I said get away from him!” I couldn’t move. My whole body was pinned under the stranger’s stare, those golden eyes burning straight through me. The way he said mine, like it was already decided, like the universe had signed the papers, sent heat racing over my skin even while my heart was still in pieces on the floor.