How To Live As A Villain Novels & Stories

So I decided to tell you a story from the villain's point of view. Villains aren't always bad, they have their own demons to fight. They have their own shit to deal with, but we don't know that because we're always so concentrated on the heroes. We're all in the same game, just different levels. Dealing with the same hell, but different devils. The world isn't all sunshine and rainbows, it's not unicorns and fucking mermaids. It's life and it has 3 stages: birth, what the fuck is this, and death.

Deep down, Shanaya knew that her weakness was the source of their contempt, but she refused to acknowledge it. Her false friends poisoned her mind, whispering lies about Naina being the architect of her misery. Shanaya knew it was a deception, but her anger blinded her to the truth. She ran out of reasons to be good. Everyone labeled her a villainess, and Shanaya gradually embraced this identity. She transformed into a true villainess, never intending to harm Naina, but her fury consumed her. She sought to erase herself and her existence, believing that everyone would be happier without her. She knew that she was an unwanted character, a blight on the world.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

Vulnerable, even. “Eventually,” I admitted. “Youll get used to it.” He sighed and looked at me. “You really enjoy this don’t you?” “It’s easier you know when you don’t fight them. But you can’t shove them away. What you can do is Control the story. Smile when they say smile. Scowl when they want the brooding billionaire. You stop fighting it, and it stops mattering.” “That’s not living. That’s acting.” I didn’t argue. Because maybe he was right.

"Jane." "It doesn't mean, we are the villain of their story we should live in it. Don't forget that you have your story to tell too. Don't let your story die because of how they kill you in their story." I wanted to make sense but I couldn't seem to do it. Maybe because we share the same belief while I was still in denial. I wanted to fight even if deep inside this seemed to be hopeless. "Villains don't have hope in their hearts, they'll just fight until they die. Brainless desperate in their story and would always be defeated." She spoke to trigger me more.

He was right to not say yes. "Arthur will definitely be turning to dishonest methods to force me to give it up. I'm worried that they'll go after you." I knew this would be the case. The villains in traditional TV shows were like that, only going after the children and women the other side cared about. That was all they could do. "Come after me? You seem to have forgotten who I am. Stick to your principles and tell them to come over here. If those people really dare to mess with me, I'll show them why they shouldn't."

The villain is always hated in a story but no one knows the reason why the person became the villain in the first place. A lot see him as the deadliest criminal to be living but I just see him as a child who is lost in the kingdom of darkness and he had absolutely no idea of how to get out and that led to his criminal record. Living on the streets is bad, like really bad and he was little boy when he did, I didn't hear everything he says but from the ones I've heard it's heartbreaking enough I wonder how he possibly lived through it and became like this, he isn't a bad person rather he was made to be by the streets and it's turned out really bad.

“Good. Now that one part of our plan is underway, we can proceed with the others. There’s no fuss now because I can explain my way out of this one but it would get much harder in the future.” “People will undoubtedly complain if you’re giving this much leeway to the werecreatures. I doubt the Queen will let you pass laws arbitrarily.” “Amaika, one of my many talents is knowing exactly how to catch people in a perfect trap. You just have to worry about your people while I take the title of a villain." "You're quite literally the standard of royalty. We can't just let you become a villain or a pariah." "People can think of it as my rebellion. I will be glorious in history. Besides, I'm only 19

As if I hadn’t seen right through his weak attempt at playing me. It was almost insulting how little they thought of me. If they were going to paint me as the villain in their story, the least they could do was acknowledge just how dangerous I could be. I wasn’t a monster. Not really. But a villain? Well, maybe. I mean, we’re all villains in someone’s story, aren’t we? The way I saw it, I was just trying to survive. This world didn’t reward the weak. It was survival of the fittest, and I was born to win. I had to win.

I dropped into it heavily, the leather groaning under my weight. No one trusted me anymore. Not my warriors. Not my people. Not even Xavier, the one man who had stood at my side through more than a decade of blood and betrayal. If even he now hated me… then maybe I truly was the villain they whispered about in the halls. But this was the only way I knew how to win. The only way to protect what mattered was to be cruel enough to be feared. The others didn’t need to understand it, they only needed to obey it.