How To Live As A Villain Novels & Stories

"I don't care about the art. I don't care about the career. I'll burn the whole world down to get her back." "No," I said, pulling back to look at him. "That’s what he wants. He wants you to be the violent, unstable boy the papers are describing. We have to play this differently." I looked at the shattered glass on the floor, the shards catching the light. I was a red-flag woman now, according to the world. A fallen woman. Fine. If they wanted a villain, I would give them one. But I wouldn't be Victor’s trophy, and I wouldn't be Seven’s victim.

It was all she wanted and she would achieve it even if it meant becoming a villain in the end. But from what Anna had learned in her past life, if one doesn't become a villain, one should be ready for death. And since she wasn’t ready to die a second time at the hands of the same person, she needed to become a villain. Survival was her priority and she would do anything at the moment to stay alive.

This was her choice, and I was just trying to follow her wishes! Frustrated, I put my arms around her, trapping her between my body and my motorcycle. "You have to know the only way to survive in this cruel world is to play dirty. You have to have two sides. First, the side you show to others to build your image. Second, the side that only you and your trusted people know. And what you see right now is my second side. This is my real life, Skylar. I'm not just a man who wears a neat suit every day. I am a man who is also involved in this dark world, and that is what keeps me alive."

“You are out of options, Luciano. You are done for. The only option that will keep you alive is if you pull out those powers buried in you. “Pull out those powers buried in you right now. And prove to the council member that you are not a dormant to save your ass. Unless, otherwise, you choose to become a villain in this story. “And like all the stories out there. At the end of the story, the villain dies. Luciano, just please listen to me. My people won’t be villains. We won’t let our pack die. “We cannot allow ourselves to be the villain in your story, and neither should you. All the council members are on the way coming here for you now, to take your power.

A villain, really. The word ‘villain’ had me jolting in surprising. I was gradually accepting my fate that I entered a book world but did I become a book villain? A villain would either die at the end of the story or be cast out of the pack in humiliation, neither of which appealed to me. Wait, no way! Was I heading down a path to death again!? No, I got a new life and thought I would live a long and fulfilling life and then die of old age! If truly Selene was the villain, then I had to find a way to change her/my fate.

Now I’m living inside it. “This world is so unfair,” I mumble, pacing. Olivia opens her mouth once and becomes a saint. I open mine and become a villain. But villains survive longer. Villains adapt. Villains fight dirty. And I’m not done. Sometime around 3 p.m., after hours of stewing in anger and humiliation, the idea hits me. If the “respectable” industry doesn’t want me… Then maybe I should stop being respectable. There are always places willing to bend rules for money.

"Watch me restore not only your love life, but also your castle, you dimwitted leech!" "Alright, alright." Leurel nods. "I'll be counting on you." Today, I learned a lesson being in Riftan's captive. Every villain has a story, and it is up to you if you can contribute to his change, or break him even further until he descends into madness. I used to overlook the angles of perspectives. I used to believe in what other people convinced me to. I used to be a villain too. But maybe, I can become both the people and the villains' hero.

Since the day she fell off the cliff and became a vampire who had to live in the dark and survive on blood, she has learned that being kind will never get her anywhere. She had to kill others in order to survive; it was difficult and painful at first, and it made her wretch, but she could only turn into ashes if she didn't feed herself. She didn't want to die when she was given a second chance. She was even merciful enough to leave them with their bodies intact and didn't pursue Isabelle or her daughter. Weren't they supposed to express their appreciation? Vanity felt so wronged to be cast as the villain in this entire scenario. She simply defended herself and did not say anything else. How

“I see that you used me to start a war.” “Wars need sparks,”He didn’t deny it. Instead, he said simply. “You lit one. And now, you have a choice.” “A choice? You think there’s a choice left for me?” I laughed once, bitter. “He hates me. Everyone hates me.” “Exactly,” he said softly. “You’re free now.” That made me pause. “If they’ve already made you the villain, why waste time pretending to be the victim?”He took a slow step closer, lowering his voice like he was sharing a secret. “Be what they fear. Learn to use it. Learn to move.”

“It would be better to be a concubine so if he brings a lot of women, he won't notice me.” Yes, that's right! It would be good if it's just like that! I don't want to associate myself with that psychopathic villain. Who knows when my death flag would be set up if I dare ever meet that villain who would be the one to kill me? It would be better if he wouldn't notice me so that I could do what I wanted and then secretly build my own company, then after I'm sure with my abilities, there's nothing that could shake me even that psychopathic villain and after that, I would file a divorce