How To Be A Villain Mga Nobela at Kwento

The conviction in his voice forces me to meet his eyes. “No matter what they leak, you did nothing wrong,” he says. “Nothing. You hear me?” “I hear you. But the world does not care about innocence. They care about scandal. They care about humiliation. They care about a good villain. They care about having someone to rub in the mud.” His thumb sweeps gently over the back of my hand. “Then let them look at me instead.” “What does that mean?” “It means if they want a villain, I will be it. I will take every hit before you ever do.”

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.

What kind of love uses rope to keep you close? Maybe I saw him through rose-tinted glasses. I ignored all the red flags, warning signs, and weird family dynamics because I was newly divorced and desperate for help getting revenge on Martin and his mistress. People always talk about villains as if you can spot them in a crowd. But the truth is, the worst ones are the ones who believe they are doing the right thing—the ones who call it love when it’s really control. And that’s what William is to me now—a man with good intentions and dangerous capabilities.

I was done asking permission from men who thought they owned me. The elevator doors closed, and I pressed the button for the lobby, my reflection staring back at me from the polished steel walls. Red lips, sharp eyes, a jaw set with the determination of a woman who had finally stopped running. Sarah wanted to play the grieving mother on television. Maxton wanted to play the broken victim in his hospital bed. The whole world wanted to cast me as the villain who destroyed them both. Fine. I would play the villain. But I would play her on my own terms.

She must be very out of her mind to think all of that is legit. "You think you have power over humans? Those people are scary and will do anything to get rid of people like us, yet you want to rule over them? How stupid must you be? Let me hear your story. Why do you hate my father so much?" Every villain has a story to tell. It’s either insecurity, stupidity, or just plain evil that is pushing them to do all of this. Either way, as boring as it may sound, I need time to plan my escape, so I will take the opportunity to listen to whatever they have to say.

“You do not always have to be a bad person to win, and it is not difficult to choose happiness, Enzo. Never is it too late. You just have to—” “Silence!” he roared, getting to his feet. “You know nothing about my life or my family. I do not need anyone to believe in me to be great. You are totally wrong, and I feel nothing about their opinions. My father is rotting wherever he is, and whenever he comes out, I will make sure to end his life first!” I could tell he was only trying to sound tough, and listening carefully, I could almost feel a crack in his voice. Every villain has an arc. This was his, and he was just like Fae.

"Werewolves are a bunch of self entitled morons who think just because they can do something wrong to someone weaker than they are, they should." I shook my head again, the next words pouring out of my mouth unfiltered. "First, not everyone is like that. And second, that's also one of the reasons I want to become the Luna. I want to make a difference for the better now that I actually have the power to do so. I've lived like a slave my entire life, I don't want others to feel the same way, not if I can help it. I want to abolish slavery from this pack once and for all. I know that banning it in one pack won't make that big a difference but at least it's a start, right?"

A villainess burning for revenge never have pity. Aubrey glanced around, she sighed in defeat, what other choice did she had? Could she go back and face the press, she would lose her face, she would become a laughing stock, what about her family? she knew her dad would kill her even if he saw her, arranging all the choices, she had no option left, "I want to go to the mental asylum" She sighed. "Good pick" Scott laughed as he made a phone call officially registering her in a mental asylum.

"I am going to need your help. I want a rogue pack to attack the pack." "What! That's too much Claudia" "Relax! They aren't going to harm anyone. They will just cause havoc. Then I will seize their leader and force the rogue pack to stop, they would then escape and I would be the hero" "What if something goes wrong and the rogue attack is foiled and they end up being captured and you get implicated." "That's why you are going to hook me up with the most vicious and biggest rogue pack that you know of" "And how would you pay for their services?" Lily questioned.

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’