I Am The Rising Villain นิยาย & เรื่องราว

” She continued to take down the rouges and hunters as Jonathan recorded. “….I want what I deserve…I want to kill the rouges..sit back and watch them learn…it’s finally my turn….If they want a villain for a queen..I’m gonna be one like they’ve never seen..I’ll show them what it means..now that I am bad…I will be the ruler of the dark and the bad…’cause the devil’s sitting on my shoulder where the angels used to be..and he’s calling me the queen of mean (calling me, calling me)…the queen of mean (calling me, calling me)…I want what I deserve..”

"You don't know the half of the things I've done. I'm an ex-assassin. I'm not just bad, I'm horrible. Red knows it too. That's why he broke up with me" "He doesn't hate you, I know that. Why else would you still be here?" I said, folding my arms. She scoffed. "I'm not a very happy person. I thought I could make new friends but Dahlia already hates me. No matter how much I try to be good, I'm just never good enough. I tried to start a conversation with Dahlia and I messed it up. I don't know.... I guess, being the villain suits me better" . "You don't know that" I said.

she was kind of lost in all of this, having a feeling of not belonging to this supernatural circle. Unconsciously, Sarah reached for Luke’s hand. He was standing beside her, and the contact of their skins gave her the strength and clarity of mind she needed. “Again, see this?” Celia pointed to the upper right corner of the plate to a symbol that no one recognized but her. “It’s actually something you can address as the title of the prophecy.” She giggled at her own joke. “It says: ‘Rise of the fire,’ and as we now know, fire here equals phoenix.” Even the simple pronouncing the word ‘phoenix’ made Celia spiral and not in a bad way. “Further down the symbols engraved, we can see a mention of

Not knowing that all of it was an evil plot. 'Euw... it’s disgusting when I remember that I used to have a nerve battle with Lady Eden for the Crown Princess’s position. If I knew what a jerk Hayden was, it might be better if I gave in to her,' But the rice has become porridge. 'Well, if I can't die in this world, should I just become a villainess as they claimed me to be? After all, it's not that hard to become a villainess,”

He smiles. “You thought you were chosen,” he murmurs. “But you were just a placeholder.” The ember in his hand reignites, brighter this time, hotter, hungry. “Raven,” he says, “is the one who matters.” The room darkens around him, shadows stretching like claws. And for the first time since I bound myself to the Hallow…I realize I’m not the villain of this story. I’m the pawn.

“Let every enemy, every traitor, every dark soul rise. I am ready. We are ready. And we will rise above them all.” Tonight, the anger, the grief, the love, and the loyalty all converged. I would save my parents. I would bring justice. I would protect Isabella. And I would rise, not just for myself, but for everything I had ever loved, everything I had ever lost, and everything I would never allow to be taken from me again. The moon hung low and bright above the hidden witch empire, its silver light reflecting off my aura. It sparkled faintly, a silent acknowledgment of my resolve, my power, and the promise that Selena the tribrid, the hybrid, the witch, the wolf, was ready.

But Vanessa charged on without restraint this time, her hands gesturing wildly. “I am sick of this entire family! Your …your, uhm…grand murder keeps trying to invent ways to get rid of me, while your precious Isla walks around pretending she’s the damn Queen of England! I kept to myself, Nate. I minded my business until they forced me to fight back. Remember that!” Her voice had a fresh crack of rage. “And now, I’m the villain? I’m the problem? I’m the snake?” Her hands were flailing in the air. “I’m the one you’re ashamed of?”

“I have to use you as a weapon. Just this once.” The snow fell silently around her. Ava stood at the edge of the rooftop, the wind tearing through her hair. She knew from this moment on, she would never be that little girl again—the one who cried over broken friendships, who believed in the goodness of people. She was Ava Rosier now. Queen of the black roses. And she was going to dig her thorns into everyone who had wronged her. She would collect every debt owed to her, with interest. One by one. No exceptions.

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.

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.