I Became The Villain Family Novels & Stories

"I love your son for real." He looked at her with so much disgust. He doubted that she's capable of loving someone. Ivy laughed out loud. She finds his troubled face horribly funny. "Of course there's a reason why. Mainly, for the benefit of my family. No need to worry." "The Larson?" "OF COURSE NOT!" She yelled in distaste of the idea. "God! Why do you even say that? Jion is my only family." She corrected him. Ivy was one of the thousands underlings of the Vendetta Cartel. Headed by the late Billy Burgess but after his death in a shootout, Jion stepped up and took his spot and led the gang.

I challenged. Viktor made a casual face of indifference. “Sure, go ahead,” he encouraged. “You can easily ruin it for her where she has reunited with her biological father after twenty-something years, and by that logic, Marco is her half-brother now. I am sure Lilliana would be delighted to see you with her newfound family.” Yeah, when he put it that way. “When have I become the villain?” I snickered at him. “You are always and essentially the villain. The problem is Dominic,” Viktor said, and he was back to his dominant outline. “When you try and play the fucking hero.”

"She showed me a vision. A prophecy. She said if I stayed with you, you would die because my bloodline carries something dangerous. Something that would destroy you if I remained close to you." Morgan's jaw tightened. "What bloodline?" This was the part no one knew except Flint's parents. The secret that could get me killed. "My birth parents were members of the Iversen family," I said quietly. "My father was a Beta. They were falsely accused of being rebels. Framed by a treacherous minister. They were slaughtered for it." Morgan didn't move. Just listened.

And lastly, the execution beneath a snow-covered palace courtyard while the male lead emotionlessly watched on from his throne. His face instinctively lost its colour, he knew exactly who he was. He was no longer Krystal Linsey but Caspian Vale. The villain omega from The Fallen Alpha King, his favorite manhwa. The same omega whose death brought joy and celebration to its readers, for having the most brutal chapter of the manhwa. “No. No, no, no…” Krystal shot upright to his feet, his dizziness nearly made him collapse. His breath was more frantic now.

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.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

No not this again. "Don't you dare touch my granddaughter Skylar Russo. Just get the hell out of here before I kick you out" he started yelling. Soon everyone came into the room. "What did you all do to her. What did you all do to my granddaughter to make her like this. What the hell did you do Val?" he asked holding uncle Val's collar. Uh uh wrong move demon. You are gonna unleash another demon now. "You don't speak to me like that. You couldn't take care of her when she was with you. She went through a lot and now, you don't blame us. She is my fucking daughter" Uncle Val yelled back.

Yes, I have my set standards, but in reality, I just simply and honestly want to meet a nice man that I will experience real-life romance with. I am not asking for too much but the universe really decided that I shall have a whole new, different plot just for me. I am only asking for a nice man; therefore, I am given someone who is not simply nice… I am given a villain. The villain named Navier. With everything that I have heard and know a bit about myself, saying that he is a villain makes so much more sense now—and it is not a bad thing. If this is a part of who Navier really is, I already established to myself how I am more scared of the fact that I will easily accept him no matter what.

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"

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.