Novel & Cerita Heroes Villains

“I'm not surprised that you're asking so many questions. The blood of the villains runs in you but it's also the reason why you are very smart and that is what attracted me to you.” “We are not villains,” Cassandra frowned and said. Her family protected the innocent from corrupt mafias. It was thanks to them that there was peace in the underworld. The man corrected himself, seeing he had made a mistake. It was the other way. “I will call you the heroes then. Look, let's forget about your family or who I am. It wasn't easy to see you again,” he caressed her cheek but she caught his hand and held it in hers, “But how did you get in?” She asked with a serious expression.

No. This is a story about misunderstood criminals. A villain is only a villain because they haven't had a chance to tell their story. A hero must win every time. But the villain only must win once. When we're kids, we idolise heroes. When you grow up though, you understand the villains. So no, there are no heroes in this story, only villains. It's not a story of good and bad. It's a story of only the bad, about that little psychotic part of everyone. About that little evil everyone has in them, it's about the demons that everyone has.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

Now, it’s a good thing that we are all single and free from guys who will just gonna caused us pain. Tomorrow, this will reach tons of views, with Ara who has a lot of connections specially hackers. She was a gamer and she was literally addicted to computers so she spent her high school with gaming and exploring the web. It might not eb obvious to her, but she is a pro of computers. She’s sweet looking but surprisingly, who would have thought that she has this talent with computers. Hailee, she’s the bad bitch and spoiled brat. She always finds trouble with those wicked bitches out there who would try to fight with us. She never let a simple argument to slip and she make sure that at the end

I asked as I scanned the environment which I was in. "What are you trying to say cause I really can't understand you?" she asked her eyes full of curiosity. "Sometimes you amaze me so much. According to Victor's and Elijah's ages, Victor is older than Elijah. Also, according to the Russian mafia leadership laws, it claims that the eldest son is the one who is supposed to be the leader. Ho comes that Elijah ended up been the leader instead of Victor. For as I know, Victor is much as powerful as Elijah actually, I think that Victor is more powerful," I said as I walked to a bench which was near us.

She pushed her glasses up that slipped down. “I don't like to attend such parties. You go and enjoy yourself. I like to stay in my fantasy world.” She smiled and I laughed, shaking my head. She thinks those fantasy Male leads really exist in real life. Who will make her understand that they are just fictional characters? I was shocked when she told me she likes Villains over heroes. Because, heroes will sacrifice the heroine for the world but villains will destroy the whole world for her.

It was a face from his past, someone who shared his desire for revenge. "Killian Montgomery," George growled, his voice laced with malice. "It seems fate has brought us together once again. And this time, we will make them pay for what they've done." Killian Montgomery, a malevolent figure driven by his own dark ambitions, stepped into the light. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in the prospect of vengeance. A sinister alliance was formed as the two villains joined forces, their malevolence intertwining like tendrils of darkness.

I asked, starting to list the usual tropes Alphas would have in these sorts of books. “Well, not quite...,” she answered awkwardly. “I think he had a lot of personal problems that aren’t really for me to speak on.” “Is he cursed? Broken hearted? Vengeful of a painful event that now consumes his drive to keep going? Hated by those he feels closest to? Bound by an oath to keep a secret that eats away at him inside?” “W-what? What are you talking about?” Hazel asked, blinking in shock as I rambled everything off at once like a mad woman.

There was nothing to oppose Kevin's thoughts. However, Trevor stunned everyone when he spoke. "Every story should have a hero, heroine and..." He paused as a smirk enveloped his lips. The girls gulped, staring at him. After a moment of pause, he continued with his deep voice, "And a villain, professor. Heroes have limits, villains have power. But always remember— Villains are not born, they are made."