I Am The Fated Villain Novels & Stories

"I won't let him have a moment of happiness with that woman. I'll shatter their fairy tale, and they'll understand the price of betraying me. I’m his fated mate, but he rejects me a thousand times!” Her thoughts twisted and turned, envisioning scenarios where she could dismantle their happiness, where she could expose the flaws and weaknesses of their bond. The darkness within her grew, nurturing her villainous desires. "I'll take pleasure in their suffering," Darlyn whispered to herself, her voice filled with a chilling delight. "They'll realize the grave mistake they've made, turning their backs on me. No one crosses me without paying the consequences." Her eyes gleamed with a wicked deter

Let them believe I was theirs to command, but the truth had crystallized inside me tonight, sharp and absolute. I wasn’t their weapon anymore. I was going to be theirs—Rhett’s, Jace’s, Mira’s, and when the Council came for them… I would be ready to choose my side. I knew I had to be strategic. There were few I could trust, if any. Finding the right person to help me carry out my plan would be important. When the meeting ends my next steps would be to consider the possibilities of stopping this madness and finding the right person to approach for help.

she said, her voice soft. My brows rose. “A part of you? I thought that this was what you wanted. You fooled me into believing that friends were about to die.” She leaned back in her seat, frowning. “This is what he wanted, and I was bound to make it happen at all costs.” I noticed the way she emphasized the word HE, how much disdain that one tone carried. Now I was even more surprised than a moment ago. “Bound? What does it mean?” A bitter smile formed. “That I'm paying for my arrogance. I wanted vengeance for what Alpha Alastor had once taken from me. I thought that I could shape the new King, a better Alpha, and in return, that King would give me back what I had lost.”

I'm not finished with them. My soul is damned and the woman who I can't forget has already forsaken me. Now I'm a malevolent phantom who will have his revenge and his pixie. I am the Damned Forsaken.

The one person fate gave me… Is the one who despises me the most. "What will you do now my lord?" My aide asks as I burst into a soft mocking laughter at myself "Aren't I pathetic? I wanted to control the sea and now fate has answered me. I only aimed for the wrong female but the right one doesn't even want to see me. Just excellent. " "Why not go talk to her majesty and plead for forgiveness?" "The moment I joined with Thalrion I sealed my fate...she won't forgive me or accept my fate with her daughter"

My heart roared, my wolf howled. “Mate”. I froze. “No,” I breathed. My voice came out hoarse and unsteady. The girl…Zara. The child I was meant to slaughter. The one the council called cursed. The one who should not have survived this night. My mate. Her lips parted as if she felt it too. Her eyes widened, disbelief painting her face. She uttered one word, broken and mild, yet it struck harder than any blade. “Mate…” I staggered a step back, clasping my fists. This wasn’t possible. The council had sworn she was dangerous, tainted, and a threat to every bloodline. I had agreed to their order. I had sworn I would carry it out.

he furrows his eyebrow at my words, so I tell him everything Selene told me. When I’m finished, he growls loudly at what Fate has done, not just to me but to others. Fate has always been a trickster. Playing with the lives of everyone, she is a puppet master. People blame their god for how their lives have turned out, but in reality it’s fate’s doing. She is vicious and can destroy you on a whim. No rhyme or reason. It depends on her mood.

"Did you guys think you could just come in and try to blackmail her to give herself up? I'm not going to allow that." "How are you going to stop me?" he demanded. "Aren't you just another reaper?" Her eyes sparkled and she smirked as the glitter on her skin sparkled and glowed. "Oh, no, honey. I'm no reaper. I'm a Fate. And Holly is my friend. I don't like it when people pick on my friends." He shrugged. "Then if she refuses I'll kill her loved ones off one by one, it makes no difference to me. This is a war, and I'm always the winner in those."

I couldn't help but feel pity for him, even if he said he wanted none of that. "I'm so sorry, I didn't... I didn't know." "No, Lena, I don't want pity; I deserve this. I am not your average knight in shining amour. I am the villain; that's how I see myself. But I want to make this right, and so I have a proposal."

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.