Romans & histoires I Am The Game's Villain

The man was hiding something, whatever it was, I knew that we were going to need to find out. “One thing that you and your husband failed to see is that the game is just beginning, sister. You think that you managed to get to all your enemies, but you should know that this is just part of our game. With Alonzo cheating you, with Maria being shot, everything was just a game to us.” He said, making my eyes harden. He smiled and shook his head at me. “You were inside ONE big game, and it is one that we are not going to allow you to win. Trust me, Diablo, neither you, nor your wife are going to be able to manage getting out of this one as winners, if that is what you want. There will be blood, a

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I looked out the window. The stars were gone. Clouds again. Like the night wanted to keep its secrets longer. And I realized something terrifying. We’d been playing someone else’s game all along. While Damien and I fought each other. While I crowned myself with fire and vengeance. While he rallied the people and painted me the villain. **Someone else had been moving the pieces.** Not for control. But for *obliteration*. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I straightened from the desk. The blood on the maid’s hands.

For someone who is willing to risk everything just to survive, I have prepared my best solution. I gave Gina a glance and nodded. Before I called them here I have already to formulate a plan in case plan A would not work. I still have my Ace Card called 'Protagonist persuasive charm.' I might feel guilty about using an innocent person but I have a stronger desire to live until I get back home. I sounded like a villain in the dark. I did say that I will abandon that wicked role but I also didn't say anything that I would become a Santa because I'm not a Santa in the first place. Just the right balance.

The Villain I'm wiping down the counter at the diner when all chatter ceases expeditiously. I look up to find the reason for the lack of breath from most of the patrons standing at the doorway, angry green eyes fixed on me. I unconsciously gulped as he stalked closer, eyes narrowed. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I looked around, every eye in the diner was fasten on us. "Um.. no?" I said unsurely. He came up to the counter, his arms flexing under his shirt as he grips the marble. "We made a deal, princess. Don't tell me you go back on your promises."

"If you come, then you will not come." “Thinking about it, again and again, I still feel sad for the female villain, now that I intentionally help the female villain, what should I do? And if I don't help the female villain, I feel something weird." “Never mind. Take care of yourself first.” Phedra Elizabeth denies responsibility for the character. The male lead holds her in his arms. "Let's go back."

THE VILLAIN Written By: Rosapearl EPISODE FOURTEEN I was still checking myself in front of the mirror when I heard a knock on my door, I thought it was my mum again. she is never tired of an argument, she love to know everything going on. I don't blame her though that is how our family is. we carry each other burden. "Nor again mum" I yelled, Miller open the door and I was stunned to see Miller. I buried my face in my hand like a soldier that just lost a battle.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

Josiah's defenses were slipping, his allies thinning. And still… he didn’t see me coming. He was too busy playing hero. But I wasn’t playing anything. I was the villain they whispered about in shadows. I was the storm hiding behind the smile. I was the blade that would slip between his ribs while he slept, still dreaming that goodness could save him. No. There would be no salvation. Only fire. And blood.

"It’s time to remind a Valak why you never leave an enemy like me alive." Elias nodded, the sedan accelerating as we hit the main highway toward the coast. I sat in the back, the photograph of Amaya tucked back against my heart. I was a devil, and I was going to war for a princess I didn't even know. And soon, Bane Valak would finally understand. In the game of kings, the only thing more dangerous than a woman you love is the man who is willing to take her away.

“Remember it’s only a game. Leave your deaths for after the game.” Lifting my gaze to meet hers, I put my dagger back. “You call me weak and yet, the truth triggers you, what a clown.” Ivella muttered something under her breath but I ignored her. I squatted to the bottle, spinning it as I watched it roll. Seconds later, its tip stopped in front of black boots with a scowl on his face. Kai Malek. Jackpot. “Truth or Dare.” My lips curved into a smirk. “Dare.” No reaction whatsoever. Not for long.