How To Live As The Villain Novels & Stories

Vivian replied. Indeed, even if he never hurt her, she would never have liked him. The line between good and evil was always clear to her. Good people were good people. Villains were villains. All claims of involuntary actions or forced actions were simply excuses after one’s choice was made. Regardless of time or place, one’s reasons were no excuse for committing evil deeds. He chuckled gently and mumbled to himself, “That’s right. I’ve forgotten. I’m a villain. A lowlife.”

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.

But оne thing’s fоr surе: I’m nоt letting аnyоne gеt closе tо mе, nоt Kyren, nоt Mаrcellus, nоt аnyоne. I steр оut оf thе rеstаurаnt, my guаrds fаlling in linе bеhind mе аs I mаke my wаy tо thе limo. Thе night is cool, thе strеets quiet, but my mind is аnything but. Thеrе’s аlwаys аnоthеr movе tо mаke, аnоthеr thrеаt tо neutrаlize. Becаuse in this gаmе, yоu dоn’t win by plаying nicе. You win by being ruthless.

"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.

“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

I just realize I've transmigrated when I heard the name of a few people and remember my previous life. If I am not wrong, this villainess just like any other villainess, I'll die in the future. She did talk about this novel with me but I couldn't remember the whole plot. All I had is a few fragments from my memory of talking with her about this. And my conclusion on every story I heard from her. Therefore, I made three rules for myself to prevent my death. Applying my conclusion this time. First, do not ever change your role. If I am a villainess then I will be a villainess. I don't need to be a saint in the eyes of others. However, I don't need to be a bitch either. Being a reasonable villa

He smirked mysteriously as he rubbed his palm together. “What do you mean?” I asked because I didn't catch whatever he'd said… “I want you to crawl your way into Alex’s Life again and this time make sure you own the keys to his heart… Make him bow to you and slowly divide the family…make them feel every single pain and torment you went through… Make them feel your wrath….” Damian was indeed the handsome villain in her life… He knew how to break and make a person and also have the cruelest plans laid out in his head..

I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain. 一 What are you still doing in front of me? 一 I asked and started to leave, but the girl brutally pulled my arm. 一 You attract attention wherever you walk 一 She uttered the words with hatred and squeezed my arm 一 You're going to lose everything 一 She threatened almost spitting and then I smiled evil. 一 Who do you think you are to threaten me? 一 I asked pulling my arm with all my strength. 一 Your worst nightmare 一 He said with hesitation in his voice.

“If he doesn’t show, he looks afraid of us, of the messy humanity. If he does show…” “He’s on our turf,” Lanc finished, a savage satisfaction in his voice. “Surrounded by the very things he despises. Forced to smile and shake hands with the ‘liabilities.’ One wrong move, one condescending comment caught on camera…” “He becomes the villain in the story we’re telling,” I whispered. The cliffhanger of the past few hours—how much were we willing to let them suffer—wasn’t answered, but it was reframed. The answer was: we wouldn’t just suffer. We would transform the suffering into a weapon. We would pull him into the underbrush with us, where his polished shoes would get dirty.

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.