I Can Be The Villain Novels & Stories

Tears streamed down her face as she cursed her self for being unfortunate, after hours of sitting by herself, after hours of pouring out all her tears she had, she just layed their unable to fall asleep. Her conscience judged her greatly so much that she couldn't even fall asleep, she knew that if her mother was alive, her mother would never support her in killing her own best friend. That instance, her mother's words rang into her ears, "by cutting off the head is never the solution to an headache" "Why me?" She sobbed quietly, her whole life had no meaning at all, she saw her self as a villain, a villain with no life at all. She took a useless game too far, even though she became the winne

He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads . ' oh so it was that guy , he's way better than that idíót fiance of mine , let's go see how he looks like ' she thought before leaving the principal's office . She preferred him over the male lead ,a million times . At least he wasn't an hypocrite. There's nothing anyone can tell her that would make her like that Lance. He was the one who turned Jade into a Villian. The moment she went out ,she was ambushed by Lilith who was growing impatient already .

As she accused him with a finger waving at him as she glared at him hotly. “I’ll do whatever it takes. If it means repairing or burning bridges, I’m prepared to do it. Hell, what’s that saying going around on social media? ‘I’m not a hero. I’m the villain. The hero sacrifices himself for you. While I, as the villain. Will burn the world for you.” He resembled someone reciting a passage from a Shakespearean play as he spoke. So, he saw himself for what? A villain. Although Rebecca found satisfaction in that thought, it was irrelevant to the confrontation.

The fucking bastard. Of course he did. Of course he had to ruin it. Again. He ripped her away. Just like before. Always taking what wasn’t his to take. Always stealing the one thing that ever mattered to me. But not anymore. Not anymore. I’m done playing the good guy. The patient one. The background character in my own fucking story. No more watching from the sidelines. No more pretending. I’m ready to go full villain mode. If that’s what it takes, so be it.

I was about to be dragged up to give a speech. About to end up being set up to look stupid in front of everyone. This was happening again. Different details but the same outcome if I let it play out. Why was I panicking? I knew what was coming. I knew their entire playbook. Why was I acting like a victim all over again? The thought hit me clearly and sharply. Become the villain before the villain becomes the villain. If they wanted to set me up I would beat them to it. I would control the narrative.

Our villain isn’t neutralized. He’s free. And he knows exactly where we’re going.

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

Meanwhile, the female lead’s been putting up with pregnancy rumors and being treated like a mistress for him. [You must be an old reader. You're late. The plot’s already gone completely off track, haha.] [We’re all shipping the supporting female lead with the villain now.]

“Better than I imagined.” Kane's grin widened. “What is?” I tilted my head, savoring the thought. "My plan to destroy Maryelle and Phantom’s relationship. And once I'm done, I’ll do what I always do—save Phantom. He’ll turn to me, and like a moth to a flame, he’ll choose me. This time I’m not settling for the girlfriend position. I’m going to be his queen. I’ll make sure girls like Maryelle and floozies like Lola never have access to him again. Our people deserve better. Positive change won’t happen unless someone decides to do what needs to be done. I’m happy to be the temporary villain if it means saving Phantom and this kingdom.”

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.